Blurb: Artemis Vincent's life was pretty much bad before but as if the universe wanted to make things worse her father, mother and died in a car accident, leaving her alone in their house not long she is sent packing by the landlord as she could no longer fend for herself. Artemis started to hustle even just to eat. She goes to a restaurant one day, sees a gold watch, and steals it. Unknown to her the gold watch belongs to one of the most powerful men in California. When Artemis is caught, she is given a choice. Rot in jail or be the mistress to this powerful and utterly ruthless man.
View MoreArtemis’ PovEverything seized to exist for a moment. Silence stole the noise that had swallowed the room earlier and the hall seemed to melt into oblivion. It seemed it had not been recorded anything time in history that the massive door of the Creeks’ Hall was busted open amidst meeting.At this point, I could see the men with their cups raised were merely startled and expectant of whom it was that had dared to interrupt their meeting with such rascal attitude. But there was nothing to see as the door remained open and without trace of anyone.“Maybe, it’s the wind,” Aiden’s father brought the hall back to life with a mischievous smile on his face. But someone snapped from the distance and cleared his throat.“It’s definitely not the wind, sire,” Benny announced on his feet. We all turned to him, and like he liked the attention he’d dragged to himself, he tugged at his suit and pointed towards the door with a proud smile on his face. “It’s another son of the Creeks.”Everyone turne
Artemis’ Pov“Don’t you think it’s time you come here and stand by me like your husband to be,” Aiden’s father gestured at me, and patted Aiden by the shoulder.Everyone turned to me. Their eyes felt like a crust of sand on my skin. My slowly broke my face into a warm smile and walked up to him. He took my hand, kissed it and hugged me.“My wife is not home and Aiden, your man, has no sisters here, so, permit me to play both the father-in-law’s role and the mother-in-law’s role, too.” He hollered.Everyone laughed, including Aiden. I smiled as his father freed me from the hug and raised his hands above his shoulders with a warm smile on his face.“Aiden has finally made his mind to become the man we all dreamt of—” he said, his eyes on Aiden and on me. “We’ll toast to him!”***The Hall of the Creeks was a large one with massive slabs of marbles which formed the word ‘Creek’ on the wall. It had pillars that looked like they were carved in the eighteenth century and the floor was smoot
Author's PovTheir ride was smooth as Aiden had devised a different route for the trip to escape any supposed ambush at the popular routes they could have used on a good day. Meanwhile, for Artemis, the trip was another silent one, and the only thing that ever felt good was the strong scent of Aiden in the fact that he offered her much warmth when he kept squeezing her hands in his.They arrived at the Creeks’ estate, the dwelling place of Don Carlos, and drove straight to the heart of the estate, but a man in white suit and white groves stopped them and ushered them to the parking lot they wished to avoid.“Who’s that man?” Artemis asked curiously.“Uncle Benny,” Aiden said with a smirk. “No one says no to Benny, unless you want to be stalked till you finally say yes to his ass.”The guards opened the door and they both alighted and walked together to the man in white suit, their retinue of guards assembled behind them while Benny watched without words.“Good morning, Benny,” Aiden
Artemis's PovSalty: that’s the best way to describe the taste of Aiden’s tadpoles in my mouth. I swallowed them after I picked every drop of his spill on the table but he didn’t stay to see me gulp them.He surely knew I wouldn’t spill his cum into the sink after I picked them with my tongue, but I wanted him to see me swallow every drop of it.I fixed my cloth and returned to the pot on the stove. The chicken soup was ready to be served. The bread in the oven was long done and I had turned off the oven before I went for the soup earlier.I turned off the stove and scooped the soup into a large plate, but just then, Aiden’s voice rippled into the kitchen. He was in an argument with someone in his phone.I shrugged and continued with the scoop till there was nothing left in the pot. I then took the pot to the sink and washed it clean before I made for the bread in the oven.***The dining was set by the hall’s massive window. Laid down the dish and shifted the curtains whish hid the m
Aiden's POV The first light of the morning broke through the gap in-between the curtains and rested on rested on my face. I rubbed my eyes and reached out for Artemis, but my hands caught just the pillow. It was then that I realized I had not been awake all night.I shrugged and turned over to meet the empty space with the pillow that had long lost her warmth. I sighed. She must have been such an early bird to have left the bed before me.I crept out of bed and yawned while I looked into the day through the gap between the curtains. The estate was calm, and the garden’s seemed to have new visitors: birds and insects. I just hope hornets are not part of the visitors.I searched my pockets for my phone, and just then, I realized I left it downstairs last night before I carried Artemis to bed. “Good lord,” I sighed and walked out of the room. The house was calm, but the but the aroma of something delicious had filled it to the brim.Artemis was definitely making something delicious in
Aiden's POV I snatched up my phone as soon as Artemis left the room and turned it on. It took a split of seconds to boot and soon, it displayed the screen with the notifications on the message icon.I tapped into it, but before I could read what was sent, my phone buzzed. The number was an unsaved one but I picked up hoping it was Hera. But it was not Hera. It was Marlon.“Sire—” his voice announced his identity. “Sorry, I had to call with a different number. I broke my phone in action. We were attacked.”My heart skipped a beat. Attacked?Who on earth is so discreet they could read my gestures? The move was meant to be smooth, unnoticed, but I knew it had gone public when my father talked of what he knew I would do. Or, maybe the enemy knew just what I will do, and I foolishly played into his hands.“Did you lose anyone?” I asked.“No, sire.” Said Merlon. “They merely aimed for the back seat. Maybe they thought you were in the convoy.”My brows narrowed at his utterance. Who else wh
Author's PovThe men were settled around bottles of cognac when Artemis entered to announce that dinner was ready. Not for all—they knew. It was for Don Carlos and Aiden and her. the guards would figure out themselves though they wished to be part of the meal.“Indeed,” Don Carlos rose to his feet. Aiden joined him and together, they followed Artemis into the building, but Artemis led them out through the backyard door to the backyard garden where she fixed a makeshift dinning and laid out the meal she made.“What the heck is this?” Don Carlos posed.Aiden raised his brows. He could have warned Artemis to be super careful with recipe she would decide to make because his father is not an easy-going fella. He was the type who would take detail of everything and grunt at whatever he detests.“It’s a makeshift—”“Yes, I love it.” Don Carlos did not let Aiden defend Artemis. He took the first seat and gestured at Aiden and Artemis to join him. the two lovers looked each other in the face
Author’s PovDon Carlos Creek, Aiden’s father had settled in the open space of the estate with his men, a bag of clubs and balls for a quick golf game with his boys when Aiden and Artemis arrived.They stopped and watched him knock a ball into a freshly dug hole with his club, and joined his men to celebrate his pretty score. “Aiden—” he called out after the celebration and hugged him as they met in close range. “Did you see me do it like a pro?” Aiden laughed. Don Carlos really did it like a pro—no doubt. He did it like he’d been doing it right all his life, but the distance was close and the hole was wide compared to the traditional holes for the golf game. But Aiden knew not to speak of the error.The man who dug the hole must have done it to suit Don Carlos.“I saw you do it like you do it for a living,” Aiden laughed, sure his father must have figured out the reason for his laughter. Don Carlos patted his back and broke the hug. “I sure do this shit for a living. Don’t you kno
Artemis POV “But—” Aiden raised a finger as I rose to follow him out of the hall. He closed in on me with narrowed eyes and ran his finger on my cheek. “You will go on blindfold.”I said nothing. “Good,” he nodded. My silence was a yes to his proposal. He fished a black pick of cloth from his pocket, and with a gentle nod, he ordered me to turn. I turned and shut my eyes, while he slowly blindfolded me with the cloth. “Can you see?” he asked.“No,” I answered.“Good,” he uttered and held me by the hands. “You have to trust me, Artemis.”I nodded. I trust him. I believe he knew I did. Especially now I needed to trust him more than I’ve ever done in all the time we’ve known each other. With his hand slung across my chest, he led me through in utter silence. The walk was slow and steady, and we did make stops that was followed by the creaking of doors he pushed open to secure a free pass for the both of us.“Here we go,” he said after a while. He took his hand off my waist and I he
ARTEMIS POV I eyed the golden watch on the table, pretending to be interested in something else while inching closer to the table. I knew it was wrong to steal but I couldn’t help it. I was hungry and I didn’t want to die.I imagined the funeral poster would read thus, ‘Artemis Vincent, died of hunger because she didn’t want to take a watch that some rich dude left behind.’I shook my head. Gosh, I needed therapy. Why would I even think that? I eyed the watch again while cunningly looking around. When I got right to the table, I snatched the watch and shoved it into my pocket.'You did it Artemis. You can buy burgers from Starbucks... you can....'“THIEF!!” Someone shrieked and I turned to see a huge oaf of a man charging right at me. He was dressed in a black suit and wore dark sunglasses. My survival instincts kicked in and I beelined for the open window.‘If they catch you, you are dead. Fucking run, legs.’I pumped my legs faster and easily slipped into the window and outside th...
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