Ava's POVMiguel's last words to me stung like bees. They were like quicksand, slowly sucking me into a puddle of pain. How dare he say that he didn't need me anymore after everything we've been through?And why did those words hurt so much? I veered my head to the elevator, catching his gaze for a second before the door closed, and that was it. Just like that, he was gone.I couldn't move, and my heart felt like it was collapsing on itself. It hurt so much more than I ever thought it would.My eyes pricked, and I could feel a tear threatening to slip out, but I held back. I brushed my hair behind my ear and took a final look back at the elevator before heading to the emergency ward to wait for Fernando.I was worried about him even more now that he had lost an eye. I still couldn't believe Miguel shot him in the eye. It had been the most unexpected incident, and my body was still trembling out of shock.Although, I think the shock was probably more of Miguel leaving like that. I wo
Miguel's POVThe slurps echoed through my office as Wendy crouched between my legs with my length lodged in her mouth. There were no grunts from me. I didn't make a sound as I sat there staring at her.She sucked my dick desperately, gagging on it and making a loud pop each time she pulled my dick out of her mouth, only to shove it down her throat again.Her throat squeezed the top of my dick as she shoved it deeper, and she gagged. She retreated a little, catching her breath before going down on my length again.She looked up at me, and I could see a tear roll down her cheek as she sucked me harder. Saliva rolled down her mouth, and there was a time when I would have found it sexy, but I didn't.Wendy pulled me from her mouth and began to stroke my length, moving her hand up and down my length while I watched her blankly. She was trying way too hard, giving it her all, but unfortunately, it didn't really matter.I couldn't feel anything. It was like my body was here, but I was rea
Ava's POVI sat in my hotel room, drinking coffee and watching the city from the glass windows. It was beautiful. Naples was more beautiful in my eyes today than in the past few months. I took a sip from my cup, reeling in my liberation.I was finally free from all of them—Fernando, the DiAngelos, and even Miguel. I was by myself now, with no one pulling my strings. I could do whatever I wanted. It was a relief, and yet I didn't feel entirely relieved.My heart still twisted each time I thought of him —Miguel. It had been weeks since I saw him last and I couldn't say I didn't miss him. I couldn't say that I didn't think of him, not seldom but all the time. I missed him so much.I did, but I had other things to worry about. Important things, even though they weren't enough to clear my mind of the thought of him.Miguel haunted my dreams and reality. I missed him terribly. It didn't change the fact that I couldn’t go back to him.I couldn’t. Not after what he did to Fernando, shooti
Ava's POVI couldn't answer.I bit down on my lower lips.“I'm sorry,” I muttered, raising my shoulders slightly, “I have to go.”I swallowed hard as I turned to the door. My hand trembled as I squeezed the doorknob and pushed the door open before heading out of the cabin. I wanted to get away from here as fast as possible. It felt like I would lose myself if I didn't.Perez ran after me, “Ava!” he yelled, but I only picked up the pace.“Ava, stop!” he repeated, and I turned to him.“What?” I yelled, turning to him, “I'm not going back to him.”He stood out on the porch, which was just a few feet away from me. He stepped down, walking a few paces towards me.“Just think about it. Okay? Please,” he stepped closer, squeezing a paper in my hand.I didn't utter a word as I turned my back to him and headed to the road. I hailed a cab, glancing back at him to see him standing there, staring at me.I observed as he stood outside the cabin until he eventually faded from view. Gosh! He was s
Miguel's POVShe couldn’t be serious. Leave the mafia? What did she think the mafia was to me? Some kind of factory work that I could just quit whenever I wanted?“Yes, Miguel. That's my condition. If you want me here, then you have to leave the mafia.”I glanced at Perez and then back at her. We couldn't talk about this here.“Let's talk upstairs,” I said, heading up to my bedroom, and she followed me. Once the door shut behind her, I turned to face her, “What the hell are you talking about? You can’t be serious.”“But I am.” “I can’t leave the mafia!” I enunciated, “It’s not possible.”“You can’t?” she quizzed and cocked her head, “Or you won't?” “Both.”“Okay. Then, I'll leave.” She turned to leave, but I grabbed her arm, pulling her back. I didn't want her to go. Not again. After all the torture her absence had brought me, I couldn't let her go.“What? You said you can’t accept my terms.”“Give me another condition, but not that one.”“Too bad. That's the only condition I have
Ava's POVMiguel gave me the room down the hall from his own, which was much closer than I was hoping for, but I couldn’t complain. The room was grand —it was just as large and beautiful as his own, with a fireplace and a huge balcony that faced the garden.It was beyond beautiful, and I liked it. It was private and homey, and the best part. I wasn't going to be sharing it with Miguel, which was a relief. I couldn’t possibly share a bed with him if I intended to avoid anything happening between us.This was best for me.I stood out on the balcony, taking a long breath and relishing in the cold evening wind, when his voice echoed through the room.“I take it you like your new room.”My stomach churned at the suddenness of him, and I suppressed a smile as I turned in the direction of his voice to find him at the entrance of the room. He was leaning on the wall with his arms folded around his broad chest.He had changed his clothes since the last time I saw him, which was just a few min
Ava's POVOnly then did Miguel finally take his eyes off me to glance out the window. He got out of the car and held the door open for me. I stepped out and followed him into the most expensive-looking restaurant I had ever seen.Even from outside, it sparkled, and when we walked into the restaurant, we were greeted by a live band. The music sounded great, and for a moment, it felt like I had crashed into another world.“What table, sir?” the waitress at the entrance asked us, and Miguel muttered something to her.She grinned and led us to the booth by the window with a wonderful view of a water fountain outside and beautiful lights that made it feel like Christmas came early.I took off my jacket and slid into the seat with my eyes glued to the water fountain."It’s beautiful,” I complimented.“I know. I had a feeling you'd love it,” he muttered, and I took my eyes off the fountain to stare into his dreamy eyes.“How did you find this place?” I asked, leaning my arm on the table.“I
Ava's POVI slipped out of bed very early the next morning to get ready for the picnic. I was a little excited to see Gracie again, and by a little, I meant a lot. Gracie had a vibe that I liked to be around. She was so full of life, and I fancied that energy so badly. I padded over to the wardrobe and carefully selected a vibrant sundress adorned with dainty floral patterns. It was pretty, and I was certain Miguel would like it on me.I froze instantly, shocked at the direction of my thoughts.Since when did I care about that? Why would I even care about that?I returned the sundress to my wardrobe. There was no way I was going to wear it now that I was aware of those thoughts. I sort through the rest of my clothes, getting irked when I couldn't find anything that went with the occasion, like the sundress.My eyes darted back to it, and the appeal stuck to me like glue. It was really the perfect outfit for the picnic. I sighed and picked out the dress, convincing myself the whole