Astrella Honey Salcedo, a writer with a hidden side, unknowingly steps into a deadly trap when she clicks on a mysterious link. Kidnapped and sold at a secret auction, she’s shocked when the highest bidder takes her—someone from her past she never expected to see again. Cold and menacing, he’s a figure she once trusted, now twisted by anger and revenge. He holds her family responsible for a betrayal that shattered his life, and he’s not here for forgiveness. As Astrella is pulled deeper into his dangerous world, she begins to wonder: Is he the villain of her story, or something far more complicated?
View MoreAstrella's point of view It felt like a crow had just flown over our heads, casting a shadow that left everyone frozen in time. The room had gone eerily silent, their gazes fixed on me as if I had stumbled upon a conversation that was never meant for my ears. The air was thick with tension, making me question if I had just interrupted something crucial. Wait did I?The man leaned closer to the woman beside him, whispering something that made her nod solemnly. Without a word, he turned to me, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. Before I could react, he grabbed my arm firmly and led me out of the club. The crowd’s curious whispers faded into the background as we moved swiftly through the dimly lit hallway and into the parking lot. Aahhh. I scream in my head out loud. This is kidnapping. The cool night air hit me, but it did little to calm the storm brewing inside. I struggled against his grip, yanking my arm free as we reached the edge of the
Astrella’s point of view “Your engagement to Dax Donomie Martinelli will be next week, Astrella.” After a moment of silence, the dining hall was suddenly filled with the sound of Daddy's strong voice. In New York, my dad serves as a capo for Dax Donomie Martinelli. My dad wants me to marry Dax in order to settle his massive debt to the Martinelli family.The post of Capo sometimes referred to as Captain, plays an important role in the Cosa Nostra, or Mafia. My dad’s duties as a capo include supervising troops, managing areas or particular operations, and reporting solely to the underboss or don. In this situation, I may cursed numerous times. My father has a substantial debt, and he has chosen me as collateral for the payment. Additionally, my dad stole the Martinelli family’s symbol, which is a major issue. I want to beat my dad in the face for being so foolish, uggh. I sighed deeply and gave my father a nod of approval. Obviously, I can’t just let him down. Mother arched her ey
Dax Donomie’s point of view Five years ago “Donomie, did you understand exactly what I was saying? Are you okay? You seem so disconnected from yourself.” Silvio inquires, squinting at me. “Do you think it’s going to be okay if Tomasso Mitchell steals the antique watch heirloom that I’ve been keeping for generations?” My hands were raised in the air as I yelled out in a furious manner, “That is the symbol of the legacy that my ancestors have left behind.” “Take a deep breath, we will get it back.” I tried to calm myself by taking a deep breath. For the sake of reassuring me, Silvio gives me a pat on the back. Tomasso Mitchell is one of the Capos that I have. I put my trust in him, but he has tricked me. He had plenty of money that needed to be paid back, and he had the audacity to steal the thing that was most precious to this family. If I come across him, I will strangle him to death. “Where’s Fabio?” I asks, as I stood up, I walked to my drawer to retrieve one of my most valuab
Astrella's point of view The morning sun’s rays pierced through the windows, blinding me as I stirred awake. Ugh, is it already morning? It felt like only a minute ago that the chaos unfolded. I stretched with a yawn, covering my mouth lazily.Reaching for my phone, I found it on the nightstand. As soon as I unlocked it, a message popped up: "Be ready. Not even the world’s most powerful Mafia can save you."What the heck? A threat? Seriously? Who’s dumb enough to send me this? It’s like a bad prank from someone with too much time on their hands. I’ve been getting threats ever since I started my career as a writer. Some readers just can’t handle it when their favorite characters meet an untimely end. Like, really? It’s my story, and I can do whatever I want with my characters. Plot twists are part of the game. If they can’t handle it, that’s their problem, not mine.So, what’s today’s drama going to be? My life feels like an action-drama series. First, I got entangled with a Mafia bo
Astrella's point of view As soon as the event was over, we were finally making our way back to our home. In all honesty, I couldn't be more relieved about this. The longer I stayed, the more challenging my patience would have been, especially with my ex. I would rather deal with Dax, the so-called 'Great.' Sure, he's a jerk, but in some ways, he's the less harmful option. As we were leaving the building, Ciejill argued that she needed a restroom break. There is no question in my mind that she would throw a fit if we did not stop. Keyu, who is known for being a worried senior citizen brother, instead of accompanying us himself, chose to entrust the responsibility to a bodyguard. Really? If he’s so worried, he could’ve at least walked us to the door. "Tsk." My poor eyeballs had already been given a workout by all of the eye-rolling that had occurred earlier at the event, so I fought the impulse to roll my eyes. “Ciejill, are you sure, you okay in there? Are you peeing or setting up
Astrella's Point of View Royal Charity Ball. The day had finally arrived. Although the travel had not been easy, we had left the mansion at approximately three o'clock in the afternoon. Dax and Keyu decided to make a stop, leaving Ciejill and me stuck in the car for an hour. It wasn’t the worst thing; at least it gave us time to plan our escape. However, with bodyguards hovering around the car like vultures, we were unable to take any action. After what felt like forever, the two jerks finally returned, and we were back on the road, heading toward the grand event. I leaned close to Ciejill, lowering my voice to a whisper. “Let’s stick together later, okay?” “Okay, sure. Then, we’ll try to escape?” she whispered back, her hand clinging to my arm. I cleared my throat, trying to play it cool. The tension from our back was palpable, those two morons were definitely watching us. “Of course,” I muttered. “Just don’t make it obvious. We can’t afford to mess this up. But don’
Astrella's point of view Ciejill and I remained motionless and found it difficult to breathe as we gradually became aware of their closeness. We held our breath, waiting for them to take action. "So, what are you two talking about?" Keyu's harsh voice abruptly broke the uncomfortable silence. He stepped into view, smirking. “I could’ve sworn I heard the word ‘escape.’ Really hurts my ears to hear that.” His tone was mocking, but his glare felt like a warning. I shot him a cold look. “"You look like an asshole, Mushrooms," I muttered under my breath, annoyed at how effortlessly he ruined my already sour mood. Behind him, Dax had been leaning in a relaxed manner against the doorway, his arms folded, his posture looking unassuming but emanating an air of command. He did not utter a single word; instead, he simply observed us with that infuriatingly arrogant frown, as if he already knew every single idea that was going through my head. Bastard. “Dinner’s ready,” Keyu announced, cla
Astrella's point of view Before opening the door, I took a deep breath to calm myself. When I finally pulled it open, there he was. It looked like Keyu had just won the lottery of anger because he was standing there with that annoying, smug grin on his face. A girl stood next to him. This must be Ciejill, the one he mentioned. But, wow, she looks so unreal. I mean, she was the type of perfection that made you doubt everything you knew about the world. Her porcelain skin, flawless features, and doll-like eyes made her look like a living, breathing Barbie. Or maybe one of those AI models that people argue over online. Either way, it was unsettling. "Well, there’s our princess," Keyu drawled, his grin widening. "Meet Ciejill. She’s dying to play with you." I glanced at Ciejill before turning my attention back to Keyu, delivering a fierce glare. "I don’t play well with strangers, especially ones delivered by you." Ciejill’s smile didn’t falter, but something about her prese
Astrella's point of view I'm in a room now. I don't know if someone already used this room but I don't care. It's dark, but I like it still. Honestly, it feels like heaven, well, my version of it. The kind where you can hide from everything and everyone. No loud noises, no Dax looming over me with his dramatic speeches about "justice." But seriously, how do people live like this? What’s next? Will I get a manual on how to endure this endless circus? Or, better yet, do they have an escape route hidden in the walls, like in those fancy spy movies? A loud noise suddenly shatters my thoughts. "What in the actual hell are they doing?" It sounds like, I don’t know, a broken chair? Is someone getting beat up? Is there a boombayah happening in the background? What kind of messed-up shenanigan is this? I freeze, my heart doing a shitty sprint in my chest. "Okay, Astrella, breathe. It's just a really bad game of musical chairs, right? Yeah, totally normal. Totally. Oh my god, who's
Third person's point of view Astrella Honey Salcedo was seated at her desk, gazing closely at the pages of her most recent novel without shifting her gaze. She had a deep appreciation for each and every word, completely submerging herself in the passion and mystery of her characters. However, at this point, she deserved a break, a time to put her thoughts in order and relax. She yawned and ignored her phone's constant buzzing; she knew that it was her best friend, Gaia. Tonight, she would leave her apartment's peace and quiet and dive right into the city's busy nightlife. The ritual of their nights out had become a cherished escape. For Astrella, it wasn’t just about taking a break from writing; the chaotic nightlife of the city served as an escape from the weight of her father's enemies. Years spent entangled in the mafia underground had left her family scarred and constantly on edge. Even though Astrella's father tried to put his history in the mafia underground behind him, h...
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