When Eleanorah Cortessi marries the cold-hearted billionaire Mafia Lord Vincent Vincenzo to save her father from his wrath, she doesn't expect to fall in love with the man who'd always consider her a his pet. An unexpected turn of events brings them closer, but can a forced marriage based on deceit survive, added to the fact that it was a contract meant to last a year.
View MoreVincenzo no matter how hard he tried couldn't take his eyes off her face.Apart from the beauty that radiated from it as he faced her watching, he couldn't bring himself to take off his eyes.There was something about her eyes that seemed so familiar to him, there was something in them, something that called out to him, something that he couldn't let go.He didn't mind her staring at his face too as he stared into hers. His Dave that had been his weakness. His face that he had hated because of the scar on it and the memories the scar always brought to him.She stared on, at his face and his eyes, both staring deeply into each other's.Was she judging him, calling him ugly in her head, was she laughing in her heart about his scar and the fact that it made him look ugly.No matter how he had watched her reaction, he couldn't get an explanation as to what was going on in her head at that instant. He didn't mind but he wanted to know what it was."You look very very handsome" Eleanorah mo
The lights suddenly went off and Eleanorah for scared.It was obvious most of the men in the hall had desired her, evident in the way they had begun bidding for her even though no one announced that she was to be auctioned. And the fact that most of the men in the hall were all underworld bosses, the fear for her life gradually and slowly began to creep within her.She began to hear noises. They were feminine, probably from the strippers that has been dancing their hearts off before, sucking on at the cap of men in the hall, giving them a blowjob even in the presence of others.If they were screaming and running even though they were used to the clubhouse unlike she who were a novice, what could she do if she were to be in danger.She wanted to join in the run but felt her feet stagnant on the spot she stood. Was it because she had danced earlier or was it because of the pains she was feeling from the heel she was wearing. Whatever it was, she couldn't concentrate and think and what w
With a twirl couped with the shake of her bum in the tight short dress she wore, Eleanorah made her last steps to the song that was being played. The large dimly lit hall was filled with murmur. Men of various ages and statuses crowded the space, their eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and greed. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, cologne, and the faint aroma of spilled liquor. Then in an instant, the hall erupted into an applause, much to Eleanorah's surprise. She knew she had danced with all of her might but she didn't expect that it would elicit such a wave of reaction from the men who filled the spaces of the hall watching her. A murmur ran through the crowd, and then a voice called out from the back. "One hundred ducats!" "Two Hundred!!!" Another voice came, challenging the first voice that had bidded a price on her before. Eleanorah's eyes widened in horror as she heard this. She had no idea what was happening, but the reality of it was dawning on he
The tension lingered in the air even after Vincenzo's victory, with Lorenzo's eyes remaining fixated on Eleanorah who could not fathom why he was staring at her like he did and without moving his eyes away from her. "How about a little entertainment to celebrate your victory?" Lorenzo finally spoke and proposed to Vincenzo. "Of course yes, why would I shy from celebrating my win?" Vincenzo replied him smirking. Lorenzo's gaze shifted to Eleanorah. "I dare the lovely lady to dance for us." He said and turned his gaze to Vincenzo again, narrowing his eyes for his reaction. Vincenzo's stomach tightened at the suggestion. He hated the idea of Eleanorah being paraded in front of these men, but he was in a delicate position and couldn't refuse because of the number of people from the underworld that were in the casino as well. Any protest might be seen as a sign of weakness, something he could not afford. Eleanorah looked at Vincenzo, her eyes wide with uncertainty. Was she t
Vincenzo had meticulously planned the night down to the finest detail. She had trespassed his abode, she had found out about his dead brother. It was one of his weaknesses. He disliked people finding out about his death and death awaited them on their own path when they did. But he couldn't kill her. Something in his hand suggested not just making her his pet but his pawn. Something in him had told him to groom her into his finest pawns. She was beautiful and her beauty was sure to captivate and enthral the rulers of the night. He had an enemy who had been giving him issues, Lorenzo. He was a well-known figure in the gambling circles and of recent,he had won a gamble against him, this act he despised and was focused on regaining what he had lost from him. He was a man with a penchant for risk and a weakness for beautiful women, beautiful women which Vincenzo was going to use Eleanorah to bring him to his knees. He intended to exploit both. He knew that the best way to disar
The sound of footsteps that came rushing almost immediately the wire was tampered with needed no one to tell Eleanorah that she had overstepped her boundaries. "Are you okay Signorina?" Dmitri immediately fired at her void of emotions and with the menacing cold tone he had adopted earlier. " I'm sorry Signorina but you'd need to learn to walk with the shoes, I cannot change them for you even if they hurt your toes" he added trying to create a distraction as the men barfed into the room. Eleanorah noticed that he was trying to create an excuse and immediately began to act alongside him, pressing her legs as if they had been disfigured because of the heels she wore. " Be careful next time Dmitri, I'll take over from here" one of the men howled at Dmitri and Eleanorah watched on pretending as if she did not know that the reason behind him getting dismissed from her was because they had to have his recorder fixed and back on. The man that had volunteered to continue watching her
There was something with the way Eleanorah had fallen asleep that she couldn't recall. She couldn't recall when she had gone to her room after her encounter with the Don and neither could she fathom when she had entered the car that was speeding through the lanes. Opening her eyes to decipher what was on, she met Dmitri's gaze and on further probe, discovered that they were the only two in the car, alongside the driver. "Where are we going to?" She inquired. But no one seemed to want to answer her. The both of them ignored her questions as if they were not the ones she was referring to. She wanted to move her body but the slight headache she felt made her arch back to rest her back on the car again. It seemed something had been off. Something had been definitely off. ********* "Signorina,you need to wear this" Dmitri said as he handed over a pair of outfit to Eleanorah who stood with him in the empty room. She took the clothe and inspected it, but returned it back to
The rain was done falling and only the drizzles were what kept on going. Eleanorah tossed around on her bed, unable to sleep. She couldn't bring herself to do so while her mind was somewhere else. The tombstone she had seen at the garden. Was it really Vincenzo's brother's or his mother's. Who was it that had died that made him plant colorful flowers at his garden. These questions churned deep within her and had her glancing occasionally where Dmitri stood to ascertain whether he was asleep or was still watching over her. Seeing that her plans might be successful without a glitch when she heard him snoring, she tiptoed out of her bed and carrying the lantern that was on the table, she walked quietly out of the room, heading outside the passage. Surely the don wouldn't be awake by then, it was midnight. Even if he were to be awake, there was no way he would find out that she was not in her room nor whether she had gone to the garden. Recalling how Dmitri had locked the door
"Is the Don falling in love master?" A chef asked the head chef who was beside him. "He seems to. But the Don is not one to fall in love. He is a stone hearted human. Can this girl be able to break the shackles?" He answered and asked at the same time. Dmitri heard them and turned to look but they immediately went on with what they had been doing. The head chef watched as the others dished out the food while also arranging what she had scattered. He knew the Don. He was one of the oldest people of the fortress and he had lived in since when his brother had died, so he knew most things about him and about how his world had been shaped because of his upbringing. But in all the years he had been at the fortress, he had never allowed anyone else make the Don's meal. Even though he seldom ate and was always out and about with his businesses, the little times he ate at home, it had always been whatever he made. No one had tried taking up the cooking from him. She seemed not just trying
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