"Leonardo is back? H-He's alive?" Naomi asked with tears in her eyes which were glittering in her soft cheeks. While Luca was being Luca he stared at her blankly and gave her a tight nod as an answer. "Listen to me Naomi, it's better if you just go back from wherever you have come from because there's no way you can meet Leonardo without Vincent's permission." Luca ordered in his cold tone, as usual. Naomi stared down in defeat, but she was eager to see Leonardo. Luca turned around to leave, but Naomi grabbed his arm in an attempt to stop him. Luca turned around with a frown on his face and stared down at her with his sharp eyes which were throwing daggers at her for holding his hand. He despises women's touch. He never lets a woman touch him, even when he's fucking them. They have no right to touch him. That was one of his rule for them. Naomi quickly released his arm, getting the hint. "I didn't mean to touch you, but it's really important for me to meet Leo. Please let me see
Chapter 30 The Truth!"Who the fuck tried to kill my brother? A mafia prince. I'm go--" He stared at Leo after being cut off by him. "First listen to me and get a grip on your ragging anger. It had happened after Naomi and I decided to leave this city and settle down in another country. We had planned it all but everything didn't go as we planned. We were just about to execute our plan but her father that fucker got to know about our plan, and he destroyed everything. First he sent me some morphed pictures trying to manipulate me, but I was too smart for it. I decided to tell this about Naomi as she already warned me about her good for nothing father. We examined those pictures by the best editor and guess what he told us it was morphed." Leonardo told him the rest of the story. "And that's how you found me." Leonardo sighed. "But then why were you mumbling her name before you passed out and the letter which you were clutching in your hand I clearly read which says that it was a
"She's my wife! Eva Vincent Volkov!" He stated with a pure possessiveness in his deep voice. Leonardo's lips parted in total shock. "But he didn't marry her, thinking of her as Eva. He thought it was me, so he could take his so-called revenge for you. He thought it was me who was the reason behind your misery." "What the fuck!" It was getting hard for Leonardo to digest all the incredible information just in one day. "He's not even letting me meet her, Leo. I don't even have an idea of what sorts of things he did to my poor sister for the whole fucking three months." Leonardo's gaze turned to Vincent, who wasn't even bothered by Naomi's accusations. Leo stared at his brother in utter disbelief. "Tell me, Vincent, what the hell have you done to Eva?" He asked while Vincent shot him a mysterious smirk. He knew he had to answer them but wasn't ready yet, or he didn't want anyone to take his wife away from him. He wouldn't let anyone destroy his peace, obsession, possession, his w
"In simple words, he's in love with your sister." Her eyes widened, and she tried to release herself from his lap, but he only tightened his grip around her, not letting her slip away. "Have you lost your mind, Leo? Him that psycho. The Vincent Volkov whose name is enough to make someone piss their pants, and you are telling me that he's in love with my sister, who can't even speak for herself, really Leo? Are you even listening to yourself?" "She's too innocent for him, Leo. She's not a girl who can spend her life with a man whose life is full of troubles. He can't even take care of her. Hell doesn't even know the meaning of it." Leonardo sighed and nodded his head in approval. "That's the problem baby. Love never sees if the person in front of them is suitable for them or not. They just fell in love, and you know love is blind. Well, that's how you fell in love with me." Leonardo says with a playful smile on his face, while Naomi shook her head, smiling. "Come on Leo, you kno
I never saw her speaking so freely with anyone or is it just me? She still never smiles and I know that I shouldn't expect one when I clearly haven't given her a reason to smile, but soon that is going to change.I want her smile. I will get it no matter what it costs.The mere thought of her smiling at someone else wasn't settling well with me. I can sense my blood rising to my veins just thinking of her smiling at someone else, which isn't going to happen that I'm going to make sure of it.I want her to smile at me, for me and no one else.Her breath hitched when she saw me staring at her with my intense gaze. She visibly gulped. Fear! We need to work on that. I don't want her to be scared of me, but not anymore. I had to be more patient with her when I'm anything but that."d-dinner is ready."She says sluttering. Can't she speak one sentence without sluttering? Guess what we need to work on that too."hmm."I turned my back and started to stalk towards our bedroom. I took a quick sh
Author's POV'It was afternoon where the light was coming from the window and walking on her delicate skin, making it glow naturally. She had been sleeping peacefully ever since they landed on Vincent's private island. Feeling a little hot, Eva tries to remove those white sheets from her body.A groan left her lips when she opened her eyes fully, meeting the sudden bright light. Settling herself on the fluffy bed, she stared at her surroundings like a lost puppy but found no one except for the big glass window from where the sea was visible and wind-blows which were making the curtains flow, the chirping of birds.It was a refreshing afternoon. The room had expensive white esthetics. It was still confusing for Eva until she remembered their flight, which was her very first flight of her life. She was scared, but when Vincent held her close to his heart she felt at peace.She found her peace in his embrace. It was very confusing for her to understand all these feelings, but she had an
He came towards her with a playful smirk playing on his lips and stood right in front of her, but she was still staring at him in daze. Vincent found it cute and amusing at the same time."Like what you see, wifey?"He asked, making her come out of her delulu land. She flinched, and then she realized that she was staring at him the whole time. Heat rose in her cheeks, making a crimson blush appear on her cheeks."So fucking adorable."Vincent was controlling himself from fisting her hair and kiss her till he left her breathless, but he stopped that erge. Taking a few steps towards her, reducing the distance, he asked."Do you like this place?""Y-Yes, I like it."Eva answered while gulping due to their close proximity. He slammed her body against his by holding her waist. His front was pressed up against hers, reducing all the remaining closeness between them."But your eyes say otherwise, like they are agitated, you are nervous. Your eyes hold fear, so do you, butterfly."Vincent sai
Eva's POV' I stared at the window as the rain kept hitting the glass. There was something so satisfying about it. As if the rain is trying to reach out to you as it keeps knocking on your door, trying to ask you about how you feel about your current situation and trying to let you know that it's your only friend present when no one is there with you. I don't feel alone when it rains. I sighed as I looked at the ring on my finger which told me that I belong to my beast of a husband who's been nothing but gentle with me in the past few days. I don't know why he's acting that way all of a sudden, not that I'm complaining, of course not. I'm relieved that he's no longer torturing me, but physically, it's a torture every time I see him shirtless or when he's so close to me that I merely breathe. I'm keeping as much distance as possible but failing miserably even though I know that somewhere in my heart I have feelings for which I shouldn't be considering the fact that how he treated me
Seven months later!The bedroom was a slumbering giant, quiet and dark. The only source of light was soft moonlight reaching through the window. The shadow of Eva clung to the walls as she got up from the bed way too silently, preventing herself from making any noise that could wake her husband. She entered the kitchen. The only sound was a faint hum of the fridge as she tiptoed barefoot across the cool tiles. Every step felt like a secret, the wood beneath her feet creaking just enough to make her pause and to see if her husband had come around.But she can't blame herself for waking up in the middle of the night because of her pregnancy cravings. That craving hit her like a storm hours ago, a hunger so fierce it gnawed at her and tugged her out of bed. Eva opened the fridge door with a careful softness, as if even the rush of cold air might betray her. The insides are glowing like a treasure chest just like moonlight.Grinning, she opened the ice-cream tub, taking a spoonful of mint
There's a phrase called.'Pain is a silent storm that rages within, unseen by the world but felt in every breath I take.'They lost a baby!But they still had another one!In the hospital's white sheets Eva stared blankly at the ceiling. She was numb to feel anything absorbing the news from earlier. Her heart wasn't ready to accept that they had lost a baby, but she was still pregnant with the other one. Yes, she was pregnant with twins, but their fate took an ugly turn. Her heart pained at the loss, but at the same time it was relieved that she was still pregnant. She was pregnant but she lost the other one. She didn't know how to feel about it.The doctor checked her with a stethoscope while Vincent's gaze remained stuck on her stomach. He was feeling the same emotions as her but showed an emotionless demeanor towards the outer world."It's a phenomenon called 'vanishing twin syndrome'. It wasn't a rare case, as people believe, but who can escape destiny?"The doctor's last words ad
Author's POV'Eva trembled as fear started rising in her when Chloe declared that, and before she could open her mouth to say something, a loud voice could be heard inside the basement."I'll burn down the world, including you, if you even dare to hurt my wife, Chloe."Her eyes snapped towards the source of the voice. She took a breath of relief as silent tears made their way through her eyes."Oh, so you have finally come, my dear son."Chloe stated sarcastically, but my eyes were stuck on Vincent, who wasn't even glancing her way. Her heart clenched thinking he might not forgive her this time for the stupidity she did."Come to the point, Chloe."His eyes remained firm on his mother."What's the hurry, son? We are meeting after so long, and I'm your mother, so don't call me by my name."Chloe's eyes started to turn red in anger when she stated the last line."You don't deserve to be called a mother. In fact, you don't deserve to be one."Chloe gritted her teeth at his words."Watch
"If you want to find out about an important woman in your husband's life, then come and meet me at the given location."I stared at the message in front of me blankly. I was so excited not too long ago, and I was feeling numb not understanding my own feelings. After finding out about my pregnancy, the happiness and incredible feelings which I was feeling was just indescribable. I was so excited to surprise Vincent with this news, but got this heartbreaking message which shattered my heart into pieces.Is this the same woman whom Vincent was taking with the other day?I need to find out about her. It is a necessity for me to know, since Vincent wasn't telling me on his own. We can't move on to our next chapter of life without knowing one's past life. He already knows about mine but me, on the other hand? What about me? Isn't it my right to know about my husband's past life which he refused to tell me about?"Since you won't tell me, I need to find out on my own or else we can't move on
Holding my hair at one side, I continued to throw up in the toilet of whatever I ate this afternoon until my stomach emptied completely. Vomits are the most disgusting thing in the world. I always find them way to hell because it takes all my strength away, leaving me numb and weak. I was feeling so numb that I couldn't even stand on my feet even if I tried, so I sat there until I was able to stand on my feet.I was still feeling that sweet sore between my legs after our last night's session.I'm not complaining though. A tear rolled down my cheeks when last night flashed in front of me."I don't want you again in my life. Do you get that? I'm happy with my wife and don't want any other woman in my life."Whom was he talking about? Is he hiding his past from me? Don't I have the right to know? Did he had another woman in his past, and now she's trying to get back?I sobbed as I felt an immense pain inside my heart when I thought about possibilities. I should trust him and nothing else.
I stared up at him with my glossy eyes while his eyes were still closed as he made his wish with a blow of a candle. I smiled back through my glossy eyes when he opened his eyes, smiling."It's not a good thing to let others know about your wishes, Vincent."I exclaimed softly, trying to control my tears, but unfortunately, one tear escaped from my eye. He chuckled lowly before wiping my tear using his thumb."For me, I wanted you to know my wish."He whispered near my ear, leaning down."Because no one can fulfill it rather than you."I smiled, bringing the cake up towards him."Come on now, cut the cake and tell me how it is?"I exclaimed happily, but he narrowed his eyes in curiosity. I sighed dramatically before saying."Because I made it with my own hands for you."It's my first cake which I baked by the way, but I won't tell him because I don't want to terrify him by telling him it's my first time making a cake. Yes, I have baked before, but they were muffins, not cakes.He shoo
Eva's POV'Time, a ceaseless tide, moves on, A river with no end or dawn.It flows in whispers, soft and fast, turning the future into the past.Pages turn and seasons blend, stories shift, the chapters bend.In its current, moments flee, Echoes of what used to be.Yet within its endless sweep, we find the dreams we strive to keep.Time, in all its fleeting grace, Shapes the contours of our place. Like now when two years went by in a daze, and yet we never knew.There's no doubt when they say time flies faster than a shooting star, fleeting moments that swiftly spar.It rushes by like whispers in the wind, leaving echoes of the life we’ve pinned.And like that, it's been two years and my nephew is already eighteen months old. Literally, he's a gem of our family and the most adorable baby so far. Whenever I see Naomi's son, I always feel like I really want one, but am always scared of how Vincent will react. When I'm yet to confess my feelings, more specifically my jumbled feelings. It
Eva gasped when he lifted her off the ground."What are you doing?"She hissed."Can't you see I'm carrying my wife?"Her heart flattered when he said that. Placing her on the couch, he sat beside her."Is it hurting?"Vincent asked while taking her wrist in his hold. She nodded her head in anticipation."I know it is."He declared while kissing the red spot on her wrist. Her wrist throbbed with an insistent ache, the swelling turning her skin a painful shade of red.As her husband gently kissed the inflamed area, his touch was both tender and soothing. The warmth of his lips seemed to carry a comfort that transcended the physical relief he was offering. At that moment, her pain felt less like an isolated torment and more like a shared experience, softened by his unwavering presence.Her heart swelled with a deep, aching gratitude, mingled with an overwhelming sense of love. Tears threatened to spill, not just from the pain, but from the profound reassurance of his compassion. She fel
As the sun began its gentle descent, the sky transformed into a serene canvas of soft pastel—blushed pinks, mellow oranges, and calming purples blending seamlessly. The air, now cooler than the warmth of the day, carried a gentle, fragrant breeze that rustled through the trees in a soothing lullaby.Shadows stretched long and delicate, dancing lightly on the ground as if playing tag with the fading light. The distant hum of day-to-day life receded, replaced by the quiet symphony of crickets and the occasional chirp of a nightingale.The horizon, tinged with a tranquil glow, seemed to embrace the world in a comforting embrace, promising rest and renewal as the stars began to twinkle softly above. In this gentle twilight, the evening wrapped everything in a blanket of peace, inviting reflection and calm except for Eva. crueltyIt was almost a serene night and there were no traces of Vincent, which was making Eva restless. It was unsettling for her after whatever happened a few hours ago