/Penelope's POV/“You don't know what I plan on doing to you today, you will find out though,” He smirked.“Bitch, will you be going on your honeymoon anytime soon?” Bella barged into my office, looking hot as usual, I double-checked her dress, she was wearing a very short leather gown, paired with black and pink combat boots and a black designer bag, her Gucci sunshade sitting pretty on her mess locs.“Is there supposed to be a honeymoon?” I countered while bringing myself back from the wild wedding night I had last week, the night is engraved in my head, Hunter made sure he is my first and he will be the last because I don't think anyone can match the way he takes his time to pleasure me. The way my body responds to his is crazy.“Yeah, there should always be a honeymoon after your wedding, especially when your husband is filthily rich and has many islands of his own in different countries,” She replied in a duh tone, sitting like she own the office and she's the one in charge.“Oh,
/Hunter's POV/I was sitting in one of my offices at one of the clubs I owned when my phone alarm blared.“You are dismissed.” I dismissed the manager of the hotel I was, checking the notification, I was immediately aware that my girl had stepped into the strip club I created for her, I double-checked what she was wearing, that little dare-devil was putting on a red Lacy thong, fuck what the hell is this girl intending to do? Her ass looked plump and inviting in her red thong, the mere thought of having another man see this makes me see red, I know I would put a bullet in everyone's head if they ever see her in this kind of dress. She walked seductively, not even trying to do it but unconsciously doing it effortlessly, I have seen different strippers, professional at that, but none beat my red-haired devil, her red pointy heels make her look like a deadly hot female assassin trying to seduce her target, all I can describe her as is a SIREN, I just found her twin.“I don't think it w
/Penelope's POV/“Bitch, get ready. You're going on a vacation, honeymoon vacation, don't worry. You don't need to pack anything, I have you sorted out.” My eyes widened at the text message I read out loud, that conniving bitch, how did she convince my asshole of a husband to go on a vacation with me?“What? How is that possible? Are you sure you're not toying with me?” I texted her back, heaving heavily from the little show, I felt fantastic, I won't lie, I think I have some elements in me, seeing myself in the morrow while dancing has me impressed because I've only stripped in my imagination, my father must not know his daughter had this kind of wish.“Why would I do that? Bitch trust me, he's coming home soon and you might be leaving today cause I'm shopping for your wears already,” She informed, I held my phone tight wondering why the hell someone like Bella is picking my clothes, I don't know what to expect but I know it's not something good.“Penelope!!” Hunter's familiar voice
/Hunter’s POV/“Penelope, is that you?” A masculine voice interrupted our moment, my jaw ticked and I glared hard at the 6ft pale-skinned man putting on a blue tuxedo with his messy black curls resting on his head, he grinned widely and in return earned a gracious smile from my wife.“The audacity,” I gritted out, staring down at this blue-suited princess, but his orbs were fixated on Penelope, I looked at her to see her staring at him with her coloured cheeks, flipping my jacket open to see whether my Glock was still stirring pretty there because I know it will come in handy.“Pascal, is that you?” Penelope stuttered standing up to greet him, stretching her hands out for him to shake but the motherfucker engulfed MY WIFE in a teddy bear hug, my blood started boiling, my fingers snaked up the gun and before I knew it, a resounding bang echoed in the silent room.“What? Why the fuck did you shoot him? Are you out of your head?” Penelope yelled with her eyes glued to the bleeding should
/Penelope's POV/“Fasten your seat belts, the plane will land in a few minutes,” a masculine voice that I recognized as the Pilot's informed, before I could strap my seatbelt by myself, my dear husband had taken the law into his hands, all I saw was a veiny hand pulling out the belt, and fastening it to his hold, my cheeks flushed, we've been pretty much ignoring each other since the brunch we had, and as usual, he paid me no attention or glanced towards my direction, but out of courtesy, I slipped out a thank you.The plane landed, my face wrinkled at the turbulence, my fist clenched, I subconsciously held his hands unknowingly to me.“Oh, Sorry.” I apologized, snatching my hands from his, I saw the angry claw marks printed on him.“Oh, God. Can I get swallowed up by this plane already?” I wished while feeling the familiar arm unfasten the seat belt, now I don't feel fly any more, I feel like a child, I was a minute from shouting profanities at him before I remembered what just happe
/Hunter's POV/“Penelope, you’re born on June 16th, not January 26th,” I admitted, not wanting her to ask a lot of questions because I didn't think I was ready to tell her that she was the mafia Princess that is why everything she's feeling is normal, it's hard keeping the secret that I married her for her inheritance, which I don't think I am interested in anymore.“What do you mean by that? Stop making up for your mistake in a stupid way, we can just brush it off and pretend as if it didn't happen, or you could still make up for it instead of making me feel stupid.” She whispered, fear lingering in her voice, I don't know how I'm supposed to explain this to her.“You know what? I think I will prefer wishing you on June 16th, so that means you can have your birthday twice a year,” I offered, smiling and kissing the nape of her neck to get her relaxed.“I don't know what to say about that, but it's very strange and weird to have two birthdays for one person in a year,” She chuckled ne
/Penelope's POV/“Can we not go back?” I groaned out, rolling with the blankets which were covering the love bites on my body, it was like a full tattoo drawn all over my body.“I know you don't want to go but, we can always come back. You know our lives are not like that, we can't be gone for too long, we can't have our enemies infiltrating our house,” He informed me while pulling the blanket off me and tickling me.“Okay, okay. Let's go. I will go, just stop. I promise I'm choking on my spit,” I cried out, coughing and laughing while squealing like a schoolgirl.“That's my good girl, I know it's hard for you to leave. But I promise I will come back here with you or we will go to another place,” He assured me while slapping my ass.“It hurt already, don't remind me. I just hope things will remain the same because if I'm to be honest, this is the highlight of my life, literally the best time I've ever had, I can't get over the fact I stayed with my husband in an isolated island for a
/Hunter's POV/“What the fuck? Why is my hotel on fire? Who caused it?” I raged.“You all better start talking, or so help me God I will light you all on fire.” I threatened, looking at my employees who were looking down like they were seeing something interesting on the floor.“We also don't know how it happened, but I saw a plane twirling around the building, it happened about seven to nine times, I can't recall but I know it should be up to that, the camera facing up was able to catch that before the building blew up, the Rave said she saw a car drove by and threw a lighter at the building we were lucky to be able toSave it.” He finished his rubbish and I had to call upon the guardians of hell to hold me back.“Are you hearing yourself? Why were you away from the CCTV control room? You had only one work, you could have raised the alarm if you had seen it happen, but you're now telling me what happened after it had happened? What am I supposed to do with that? You're infuriating t