Novels by Somi

Annabelle's POVI slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings, my heart racing with a mix of fear and disorientation. The trauma of what I saw from earlier hit me like a ton of bricks, leaving me feeling numbed, detached and struggling to process the horror.The stack of books I saw in the left corner made me sit upright. This doesn't look like my room. I looked backward only to find the only door that leads to the basement. I screamed in horror, yanking the duvet off my body as I took to my heels.I bolted towards the door but found it difficult to open, fighting with the doorknob as if an invisible figure was about to feed on my soul. That motherfucker really locked me in, I kept struggling with the door, banging it at the same time, hoping that anyone would notice and help me out.Unknown tears started trimming down my cute face, the reason for the tears I can't explain. Leaving any rational thought behind, I flew towards the window, it was locked too. "Arrgh, the en

MARK'S POV"Now, do you care to explain what you've been looking for in my territory before you lose your second ear?" I berated threateningly, signalling to my men to remove the cloth stuffed in his mouth.He coughed out a huge amount of blood and choked hard. "You'll never find out who's behind this. He'll destroy you, regardless of how hard you fight. Trust me."I was taken aback by his words. "Are you saying there's a bigger enemy?"I waited for an answer, but the half-dead man kept his lips sealed. My patience was running out. If there was really a bigger enemy, that would explain how they got hold of the guns and ammunition worth billions. Cruz was rich, but compared to my wealth alone, he was just an average man."Cruz, let's negotiate" I offered, breaking the silence. He scoffed and looked away.Regardless, I continued. "Let's make a deal, you tell me who the bigger boss is, and I'll give you a maximum of 48 hours to leave the country and never come back again."He threw me a

MARK'S POV"Big boss, we heard her scream" one of my men reported, and I dismissed him with a wave of my hand."It's alright, she'll be fine.""Big boss, I doubt that. She can't even move from her spot" He argued with caution. I stood up from the sofa with a deep sigh and walked back to the basement with my man behind me.Getting to the murder scene, I spotted a tiny figure holding a flashlight. She couldn't even move, just as my man had reported.I exhaled heavily and took a step further into the room. "Miss. Villarreal," I called, and extended my hands to reach out to her.Unexpectedly, she slumped and passed out. Thanks to my quick reflexes, I caught her before she could hit the ground. I took her phone and placed the light over her face. She looked so pale, and her face was covered in sweat beads. Even her clothes were sticky.Gradually, it registered in my head that I had gone too far, but even though I felt pity for her, the urge to torture her more was greater."You're such a w

ANNABELLE'S POV“Now, start talking,” he ordered and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and gosh!! he looked heavenly, it was as if this man came out from a fantasy world.Instead of speaking as he ordered, I was drooling over him in admiration of his facial features which was the only good thing about this man.“It looks like you can't get enough of me, do you want more?” He asked and my cheeks went all red, and I turned away, clearing my throat. "I was only trying to pay rapt attention" I mumbled incoherently, rubbing my sweaty palms together.Even with my eyes off him, I could feel his piercing gaze on my soul.I sighed deeply. "Is he still waiting for an answer? I can't possibly tell him the truth" I wondered to myself, trying to help myself out of the awkward situation I was in."Belle" His cold voice sounded and I froze. Not everyone can call me Belle.I turned my head slowly and threw him a hard glare. "We're not close to an acquaintance, Mr. Dickson. Miss. Villarreal is en

ANNABELLE’S POV Back home, I slept almost immediately as my whole body trembled.Waking up the next morning, Miriam had questions for me. And I couldn't answer because I was afraid and confused.I had almost lost my life, I gulped down the third glass of water in a space of one hour.“You never told me there's a tank in your abdomen,” Miriam joked and I glared at her. She didn’t know what I had been through, honestly I thought I wouldn't be back to see my child. “Okay, something happened and you aren't saying anything Belle. Talk to me.” she urged.Curiosity was evident on her face but I couldn't tell her anything. She'd be dead if she uttered the slightest information about it. “Nothing Miriam, I was honestly tired. I love the job and yes I made sure the Villa was clean.” She squinted her gaze and I wondered if I had uttered a believable lie. One thing I was terrible at,was lying. She nodded and I heaved a sigh of relief before turning towards Michael who was focused on his toys.

MARK DICKSON’S POVI am a feared and respected don but yet, my father still nagged at me.‘Marriage? What do these old men see in marriage?’ Ladies are weak and I don't want anyone tying me down.They are just tools to relieve my urges. I didn't grow up to have a mother but rather I was happy I still had my grandma. She was the only lady who earned my respect and love, no one else deserved it.I had a lady to pick up from the airport which was very irritating and a waste of time. Arriving at the airport to pick the lady whom my grandfather had arranged for me to meet. Like it wasn't bad enough, a lady bumped into me, her long brunette hair, blue dull eyes. It was as if she hadn't slept for ages and her skin looked pale m‘If she eats more maybe, I believe her curves will be damn irresistible.’ Shit! What was I thinking? Just then, we froze in place, gazing keenly into each other's eyes. I jolted back to reality but she remained dumbstruck like it was a movie scene. “Are you blind la