Novels by Scarlet heart

My head snapped up to see Dominic standing at the doorway with his head tilted as he watched us with narrowed eyes.I took a deep breath and tried to suppress the panic that was growing within me by steadying my expression. “It’s just something that has to do with my amnesia,” I tried my best to make my voice sound as small and innocent as possible. He hummed, and took slow steps towards us. The doctor instantly scooted away from my side and put a considerable distance between us. I blinked in surprise at how quickly his demeanor changed. It was almost as though he wasn’t the same confident person that was giving me instructions a few minutes ago because his expression returned back to the harmless state he sported before.His acting was good…almost too good, and it began to make me wonder if he had been completely honest with me or there was something else he held back.Could I really trust this doctor?“And why shouldn’t I find out about it?” Dominic’s question cut through my tho

Despite my racing heart, I kept on a straight face as the doctor explained my condition to Dominic. I couldn’t betray the fact that I was pretending to have lost my memory.When the doctor had checked my vitals earlier, I’d silently pleaded with him to play along with my ruse, and to my surprise, he agreed. He probably saw the desperation in my eyes.“So what happens now?” Dominic’s sharp question snapped my attention back to him. “Is there a way to get her memories back?”“Well…” the doctor hesitated, his gaze briefly flickering to me then back to Dominic. “For now, nothing can be done. And she mustn’t experience any form of stress whether physical or mental, otherwise her brain might be pushed into shock.”I was impressed by how effortlessly the doctor lied. His words were so convincing that even I might’ve believed him if I didn’t know the truth.Dominic let out a frustrated grunt before his piercing gaze landed on me, pining me in place. I shifted uncomfortably on the bed, my ha

DOMINIC’S POVThe little minx blinked up at me with those green doe eyes, so wide and confused that I almost forgot why I was fucking furious.I’d been in the middle of an important meeting when my men called to inform me of her attempted escape and accident. I can’t explain the panic that gripped me as I stormed out of my meeting. I bet she doesn’t even know she has been unconscious for three days. Seeing her head wrapped in a bandage on the hospital bed, made my anger sizzle. What the hell was she thinking?Did she really think she could escape me? Especially after she hadn’t yet paid for all she did?My fists clenched as I closed my eyes, trying to rein in my anger. One thing I prided myself with was my ability to control my emotions. It’s what made me as formidable as I am today, but ever since I saw Mila again, that control has been tested severally.“Ow,” she winced as she tried to sit up. I reached out to clamp down on her narrow shoulders. Everything about her was so smal

“I’m sorry, Mila. I understand your situation is critical, but I can’t help you,” Rosa finally responded, her voice firmer than the last time. My shoulders slumped as she gave me an apologetic smile before rising up to leave.An idea suddenly crept into my mind before I could wallow in defeat, and my head snapped up to glance at Rosa’s retreating figure. I had no choice at this point, if I wanted to leave this hellhole, I had to act now.With that resolve fueling me, I shot up to my feet, and with lightning speed I rushed towards Rosa. Just as she was about to open the door, I struck the back of her neck with the edge of my palm.It was a move my father had taught me during his self-defense lessons when I was a teenager. I never thought that I’d have to use it, but I’m grateful because it came in very handy at this moment. Rosa gasped from my sudden strike, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head before she fell to the ground, knocked out cold.A shred of guilt flickered withi

MILA’S POV“Why is she still knocked out cold?” I heard a voice ask as I stirred.My eyes weren’t open yet, but I was awake and I tried to recollect the events of the previous night, but my mind was still a blur.“I think the Propofol dosage administered to her was too high for her system,” another voice replied.And just like that, the events came rushing back.My boyfriend's betrayal…The auction…Stormy gray eyes…Cross tattoo…A sharp prick on my neck…My eyes instantly flew open and I shot upright from the bed.The man who bought me last night was…Dominic Silvetti!“Shit!” I cursed to myself as I now realized how deep in trouble I was.Dominic was the same man I had left bleeding in an alleyway five years ago after running away with his money.Not my proudest moment, I’ll admit, but I was desperate. My father had fallen from a building at the construction site where he worked, and broke his spinal cord.The money needed for his treatment and surgery was way too much and I even ha

DOMINIC’S POVIt was her.Seeing those forest green eyes, I was dragged back to that night five years ago.Back then, I was still my father’s enforcer, and he had sent me on a mission to collect a hefty debt owed to him. I succeeded in collecting the debt from the debtor, and even spared his life out of the goodness of my heart. But the bastard dared to send thugs after me to steal back the money.The thugs stabbed me before I could react, yet I managed to kill them all and retain the money. After losing a lot of blood, I became weak, and that’s when I ran into her. I pleaded for her help, but the little snake kicked me unconscious with the briefcase of money and ran off with it.My hand subconsciously brushed against my chest, and even through my suit, I could still feel the bullet scar located just a few centimeters away from my heart.The mark wasn’t from those thugs, but from my own father. “I don’t mix family with business, figlio,” were the words he had said before shooting m

Jasmine sighed and subconsciously chewed on her lips as she wrestled with the decision to take. A part of her wanted to say no and go ahead with her plan of leaving New York, and start afresh in a place far away from all the betrayal and humiliation.But the other part, the one fueled by pain and anger, desperately craved to make Charlotte and Jacob pay for what they had done to her. Still, what was the point of dwelling on their painful betrayal when she could just move on?She pressed her lips in a firm line as she looked at Asher, who was patiently watching her.“I appreciate your offer, Mr. Wayne, but I’ll pass,” she declined, making sure her voice was polite, yet resolute. Asher’s brows arched in surprise, but she didn’t give him a chance to interrupt as she continued.“I’m not interested in getting revenge against Jacob and Charlotte. I just want to leave this city. There’s nothing left for me here.”As the words left her lips, a sad, gloomy expression overtook her face as sh

Charlotte was taken aback by Jacob’s sudden outburst and her face contorted into a frown. “Jacob, what has gotten into you?” She demanded as she tugged at his arm. “Why do you care so much about Jasmine being with your uncle?”Her words flew over Jacob’s head as he yanked his arm free from her grip. And all he saw was red as he stormed towards Asher and Jasmine. “This relationship will not happen!” He spat and attempted to reach for Jasmine, but Asher swiftly stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Jasmine to shield her.His brow arched as he stared down at Jacob’s seething figure. “And who are you to declare that? You’ve already chosen your partner. Go back to her and stop making a fuss.”Jacob’s fists tightened as his gaze alternated between Asher and Jasmine before settling on Jasmine in a venomous glare. “You’ll pay for this,” he sneered. “You’ll pay for humiliating me like this.”“Humiliating you?” Jasmine scoffed as she stepped away from behind Asher, finally musterin

Everyone in the room was left speechless as Asher’s declaration hung in the air. Jasmine herself was extremely confused as to why Asher would say such a thing, and she leaned in closer to his ear.“What are you doing?” She whispered, her eyes flickering with disbelief.She tried to retrieve her hand from Asher’s, but he held onto it more firmly, refusing to let go as he glanced at her. “Just trust me,” he assured curtly before returning his attention to everyone else.Jacob managed to pick up his jaw that had dropped to the floor after a few stunned seconds. “Uncle, y-you can’t be serious,” he blurted incredulously. “Jasmine was my fiancé up until yesterday. How can you be in love with her already?”“Surely this is some sort of prank right, uncle Asher?” Charlotte added, her voice tinged with barely restrained contempt towards Jasmine. “You can’t possibly want to marry a leftover like her.”Asher’s lips twitched at their reactions, and he didn’t look bothered in the slightest bit.

Jacob’s jaw nearly dropped as his gaze landed on his estranged uncle, Asher, who hadn’t been in the country for years. His eyes flickered to how possessively Asher held Jasmine and a twinge of jealousy ignited in his chest, but he masked it with a strained smile.“U-uncle, it’s been so long,” the tone of his voice was a complete contrast to how he truly felt. “When did you come back?”Jacob’s blurt had alerted his other family members and they turned their attention towards Asher. Jacob’s mother and father, Richard and Laura Wayne, shared displeased glances with each other as they saw Asher, but they hid it with forced smiles. “Asher, little brother, you finally decided to return after being far away for so long,” Richard piped in a fake cheery voice from where he stood. “What’s it been…seven years?”“It’s good to see you, Asher,” Laura added, her voice mirroring her husband’s. “Welcome back.”Asher finally tore his gaze from a still astonished Jasmine, but kept his hand wrapped ar

Jasmine hurried out of the hotel room before the sleeping man could wake up. She got home a few minutes later, only to be greeted with a sharp slap across her face. Her head jerked to the side from the impact, and she clutched her throbbing cheek.“You ungrateful brat!” Gloria’s sharp voice resounded. “How dare you play a fast one on us? Why didn’t you go to Samuel Wilson’s hotel room as planned?”Jasmine’s eyes glistened with tears as she tried to explain. “M-mom, I t-thought—”“Don’t call me mom!” Gloria spat. “I can’t be a mother to a cheap whore like you.”Charlotte, who was lounging on the couch, rose from it and approached her mother. “Don’t waste your breath on her, mom,” Charlotte placed a calming hand on Gloria’s shoulder and gave Jasmine a dirty glare.“It’s not even been 24 hours since your engagement was called off, and you’re already sleeping around,” Charlotte smacked her teeth distastefully. “I’ve always known your good girl act was just a farce.”“I wasn’t sleeping ar

When Jasmine got home that afternoon, she met her adoptive parents, Timothy and Gloria Yates, sitting on the couch, engaged in what seemed like a deep conversation.She wiped the tears from her eyes and cleared her throat, so it wouldn’t seem like she had been crying. “Good evening, Father. Mother,” she greeted, drawing their attention to her.Timothy gave her a curt nod in response while Gloria’s lips pressed into a thin, disapproving line as she eyed Jasmine from head to toe.Ever since they had discovered Jasmine wasn’t their daughter, and reunited with their real daughter, Charlotte, they had developed a sort of coldness for her and basically discarded her. “Why didn’t you answer my calls?” Gloria demanded in a scolding tone. “Do you think you can just do whatever you want?” Jasmine's brows furrowed, and she quickly pulled out her phone to check if she had a missed call. Sure enough, a notification of 5 missed calls stared back at her and her eyes widened in surprise.She had