Ophelia's POVGale and Callum's brother had gone with the other car, and we were now in a Bugatti sports car with Callum driving at a maddening speed, not caring if he got stopped by a road policeman. An earpod was in his ear as he chanted something in Italian I couldn't understand. From the start of the drive, his brow had been furrowed, not speaking to me and not even telling me where we were going. Maybe a hotel to lodge at, or his home—where he had kept me locked in five years ago. Or probably, he was trying to give me the reasons he had killed my fiancé, and his father, mother, and brother.Finally, the car screeched to a halt after entering into a large estate. Callum came down after he had said a couple more Italian words, pulling the earpods off immediately.“Come with me.”I took his hand after he had helped me out of the car, and he guided me down into the extravagant manor which stood before us.Women in maid attire gave short bows as we walked into the living room.“H-Hey,
Ophelia's POV Maybe the anger in me had burned away my nervousness. “Stay here, I will go in alone,” I said to Callum, who paused walking, leaned against the door, and dipped his hand into his pocket. His eyes were locked on me as I watched him light his cigar, giving me a nod before I left. I walked into the place I had known as home, which just wasn’t—if what Esther had said was the truth. If that was the truth, Father was nothing but a beast, and I grew scared of what he could do to Max. “You want to pull out? He told me what you did last night. If you try that shit again, Elise, I won’t hold back. I would strangle you to death.” Just as I walked into the living room, a scene greeted me. Elise was on the floor, bruises donning her face and lips, her dress in tatters, barely covering her body, as Father stood beside her with his fists clenched tight. “Father,” I said, looking away from Elise, who had turned to me with trembling lips and tears in her eyes. Her state made my hea
Ophelia's Pov “Fuck me for not killing you that day.” My eyes began blurring slowly, the feeling of nausea hitting me greatly. Father deserved more, but I just couldn't stand the sight, and I blacked out.---I yawned lazily, my eyes fluttering open to find myself in a dimly lit room, and I happened to realize where I was immediately after studying the room. Even in my dreams, I had known this place as the room I had stayed in five years ago. The room had been no different from the time I left—the walls were still creamy white with frames of feminine art designing one part of the walls.My body swayed lightly as I tried balancing myself on the floor, which was made of polished dark wood reflecting the light from the chandelier above.“Hey," Gale's voice greeted my ear as he came to assist me immediately. “Are you feeling all right now?" he asked, and I nodded slightly, even when I was barely close to ‘feeling alright.’“I just need a shower."“Uhh, there are no helps around, and Cal
Ophelia's POVThat was enough shit for the week. Today, I would behave like nothing had happened yesterday—like I hadn’t just learned that Klaus was a dickhead and Father was the biggest asshole in the universe, and Callum had been the high school friend I had once cherished but now close to what could be the start of a nightmare. Oh, the fact that Callum's father was a bigger asshole than my father wanting a rough life for his son. "Get those shit off your mind if you want to have a peaceful day, Ophelia." After I soaked in the bathtub, feeling a lot better, I moved to grab my towel. Through the glass walls, I saw Callum staring at me from where he sat on the bed, giving me a playful, smug smile. I rolled my eyes at him, pulling my towel tightly around my body.“I know you’ve seen me bare before, but I still hate it when you stare without my permission," I said as I walked out of the bathroom.“You’ve never permitted me before. Days ago, I had you on our bed in Sicily without permis
Ophelia's POV“Why did you lie to her?" Callum's brows were furrowed, caging me into a close corner of grandmother's room.“She must not know that I got married without telling her. It would break her. She had been wanting the type of guy grandfather was for me…” I trailed off. If grandmother had known about Klaus earlier, she would have been rooting for both of us to be in a relationship, but Klaus was just a serpent. “Let me go. It won't be fun when she catches us here.”"If she gets the wrong idea that you are not married and behaves like those pesty grandmothers, the man she would introduce to you would regret is being on earth.” I don't understand why he got angry with such little things. He left a peck on my forehead. “You should stay here for a while. Gale would come get you. Do not try what's in your mind… one good reminder: we are in San Francisco.” He said, and I rolled my eyes, not knowing why he was going between being sweet and suddenly stupid all of a sudden.“Fuck off…”
Ophelia's POV “Doesn’t this look too….” I bit my lips, staring at myself in the mirror, standing in one of Rina's dresses that stopped on my thighs—fancy thin straps and a V-neck that made me see how full my chest was for the first time. I mean, I had big boobs. If I had seen me on other women... fancy what you have. I loved them, and it felt even better when Cal had his han… I gasped out, trying to know where the remaining sentences flew out from. That wasn’t me, I could swear, but I could also feel my pants getting moist.“It’s perfect. This is not revealing. Got some beautiful stuff. Your Killer boy would go blind when you wear it and would be giving you his life when you ask for a plate of cookies.” We both chuckled and made our way out of the house, feeling glad that grandmother wasn't around to see her beans sprouting the wrong way. Rina looking like a hooker and I… I don't know. Grandmother would have a word for it.“Where are you heading to, Mrs. Ophelia?” My heart made a tum
Ophelia's POV Was I jealous? No, I am not. I am pained that he could cheat and I couldn't. Our eyes suddenly connected, and I could see shock and confusion written in his eyes. It felt like something had snapped within me that instant, and I was running away angrily from that place, praying I never did what came to my mind. And yes, I did it. I saw Viktor, the guy earlier, the one guy to prove Callum wrong that I could also do what he does. “Hey.” My heart began beating hard and wild, seeing Viktor sitting amidst the same kind of men as Callum. “Do you w…” He didn't give me the chance to complete my words and had pulled me close, having me fall on his lap, his hand coming around my waist. “What do you want, sweetheart?” “Care for a dance?” His palm on my lower back began itching downward. I never asked for this. “Just a dance, no touching.” Maybe if I had pulled away quickly, the bullet that sliced through the air so quickly wouldn't have hit him in the forehead. What I felt was b
Callum's POVI sat down in one of the many rooms in the manor, the room I usually stayed in to draw my tattoos of her and watch her through the large screen—All thanks to the secret camera in her room and her washroom.Not talking to her, not touching her was killing me, but I was trying to remind myself of the kind of bastard I am, that I had almost done the craziest thing. Did I just fucking want to rape her days ago? Even if I was crazy and beyond redemption, I wasn’t supposed to do that.Even though she had pissed me off like shit, even when I got mad with that bastard touching her, I shouldn’t have pulled that crap with her in the first place. The anger I’d been trying to curb for five years now isn’t doing anything to me.Stopping myself from going even more crazed with thought, I decided to spend the minutes I had to stay at home wisely, watching my wife take off her clothes…a part of me had gone rigid with fluids.My hands went to my buckle like they usually did when I watched
**OPHELIA'S POV**“Make me." Like I had threatened, he picked me up roughly from the floor and brought us down the ship. Just outside stood a large building, even without being inside yet. I had this weird feeling already that none of the things inside would end up being good or in my favor. I hit his shoulders continuously hard. “Let me go,” tears slid down my eyes as he took us inside. Noises in an unclear language filled the air. He walked past the huge number of people, most of the men betting, and what I expected suddenly came into view. Women kneeling in skimpy clothes serving men. “Is this what you do to me?”“Yours would be worse if you don’t keep your mouth shut… Worst, I’d make you go to one of those men’s beds. Maybe that would bring down the silly ego of yours.” My eyes squeezed shut, emotions boiling in me.“Tovary vyglyadyat svezhimi.” A man stopped beside us… smiling at me, the scent of poor alcohol wafting from him, almost making me want to puke. My captor pushed past
Ophelia's PovI saw him, he was close. I remembered never wanting to hold him or get close to him, but now I craved to be with him. Tears trickled down my eyes as I held out my hand for him to take. But his next facial expression made my heart clenched tightly in its cage, my breath catching, and I felt myself suffocating. “You think I won't find you,” his voice spat thick venom.“I…I…” My tears wouldn’t let me explain that I didn’t run from him. I had intended to, but not this time, not this way.“Hey, hey!!!!” I felt my body trembling lightly, the room I stood in with Callum shaking crazily, like it was going to collapse with both of us in it. “Let’s get out of here.” My hand was still outstretched, but he didn’t take it…instead, he began moving backward. “Wake up, they are coming for us.” I gasped awake, coming face to face with Mare. My lips trembled crazily as I pushed my hand into my hair, getting onto a crouching height. I bent my head slightly between my legs, realizing it was
Ophelia's Pov The carriage suddenly pulled to a halt, and everyone gasped. The other ladies began moving backward, some hugging themselves already, but I was too weak to move. As the wagon door swung open, the sound of waves crashing through the shore greeted us... the moonlight penetrating in as harsh winds slapped across my face. Two men came to stand in front of the carriage door, talking to themselves in a language I did not understand. This was time to ask what the fuck I was doing here. “Hey, why the hell am I in here?" I asked, and both men’s gazes turned to meet mine, and I prayed they understood what I had just said. They better do. This wasn’t no joke; I got kidnapped, and I knew what was coming next, seeing the sand just outside… I was getting trafficked, and realization suddenly dawned on me. Was this Gabriella’s new way of helping me out?! But what with this tying me up and shit. “What you say, lady?” I didn’t know if I were to act polite, didn’t know if they were he
Callum's Pov“I don't know what happened….we went down to the basement just for cleaning an—” Leona trembled. The way she talked slowly, not getting to the point, irritated the shit out of me. I had asked my men to try tracking Ophelia, but she didn't wear the fucking ring.“Get straight to the fucking point. The last time I checked this place, I never saw a damn door leading outside." I was seething with rage. I was on the verge of insanity, my temper slowly sipping out of control….. I felt an unholy crave of blood if I didn't see Ophelia in the next hour. I promised to make this city red. I doubted she escaped. Fuck, she wouldn't do that. The cameras were checked to see any traces of her escaping, but nothing came in. It was cleared. That fucking incompetent asshole I had asked to watch her was playing with a kid, and now my fucking wife was missing. I had been keeping Gale for too long. Now I would do the unthinkable if I couldn't find my wife. He was down in the dungeon in father'
Ophelia's Pov“I would be going to Leona's today." Callum's hand curled around my waist, the scent of cedarwood wafting through him. Being the good wife, I had somewhat enjoyed styling his hair; he looked more pretty and manly with hair nearly brushed to the back.He caressed my cheek lightly and I felt heat rising to where he had touched. He was suddenly leaning in close, catching my bottom lips in his, and I froze, knowing we were doing this in front of Gale and Diana. He pulled away. “Before you leave to Leona's, I will be having my personal doctor come check on you.” He squinted his eyes. “You just look different this morning in a sick way.”The frown I tried faking for him kissing me in front of his employees was long gone. “What?!” I looked like the normal me when I glanced in the mirror this morning. I stared back at Diana, giving her a questioning look, and she stiffened, giving a sheepish smile before nodding.“I'll see you later.” A peck came to my earlobe, his scent envelop
Callum's PovI made my way into a place Father normally called the Bellucci's Den. The old crazy man needs a warning to stay away from my wife. My business stays my business, not his. He could ask me to get my hands into his shit, but he should stop meddling in my family business just like he has been doing to my step-siblings.“She said she is not getting married to him. I am married, I married a daughter of a man who is now your ally. I have made you gain more power, so leave Gabriella the hell alone.” I walked in to find Gab and Tazio in front of my father's desk. Two of Father's enforcers and two of his soldiers were waiting for an order from him.Even without being here earlier, I knew what might have transpired. Father had been wanting Gabriella to get married to a son from the De'Luca family, but Tazio never wanted it, wanting to protect Gab with all his power. She was the only sibling in his eyes and something precious he would never let harm come to.Gabriella was fuming. Fat
Ophelia's Pov"She is the kind of woman Callum would like if he gives her a chance.” “I am sure they have known each other before I came into his life. She should have used the tons of chances I have given before I came into his life… She is not as smart as you had just pronounced her to be.” His thin lips twitched to a half-smile before he took the glass in anger, slamming it into the wall. “The walls are too beautiful not to be stained,” he said, looking back at me, and I knew he was not sane. Psycho behavior was never a medical thing to take care of; it was a generational curse, not a trait, and poor Callum was unlucky to have gotten cursed with this. “I would give you whatever you want if you leave.” Another bargain.“Callum could give more to the woman he dotes on…”“You are playing a dangerous game, Ophelia.”“It feels like you are underestimating me, Mr. Bellucci…”“It’s just a light warning; I would take other measures if Callum continues to get affected.” He got up. “Accept
Ophelia's Pov“Someone is here for you….” I heard Diana's whispers close to me as my eyes fluttered open, my hand spreading wide across the bed with a lazy yawn escaping my lips… running my hand through the space next to me and I was shocked to find it cold. “Did he leave again?” I asked Diana, coming to sit carefully on the bed, his wound can't heal that fast overnight.“Yes, he left very early in the morning, and someone is here to see you.” She repeated again.“Who? Gabriella? Leona?” Callum's sister or Leona should be the only ones who would come look for me here in Sicily. I got out of bed and moved to the washroom, waiting for Diana's answer. My hair looked way better than normal as I stared into the mirror. I think I am beginning to sleep in my best lady-like way.“The boss's father.” I froze keeping my toothbrush in my mouth, as I heard her answer. Goosebumps covered my skin, and I ran out of the washroom again. “Wh… why is he here?” I found myself half yelling.“I do not kno
Ophelia's POVCallum had given me permission for a tour with Diana instead, and Gale didn't follow us this time. But I sensed a car tailing us. I called Diana's attention to it, and she said it was the boss's men.I felt all choked again. He still doesn't trust me after fucking me. What an asshole. I am even doing more than my job. His sister had dropped a lot of envelopes for me in Diana’s hand, which only contained money of different currencies.We stopped at stores to get foodstuffs, and shopping felt fun.When I got back home, I felt really tired, joining Diana in the kitchen still. “You know I have been the only one eating my meals ever since you left. It was no fun at all hehe," she chuckled lightly and continued stirring what was in the pot.I smiled. “We need to be fast. The boss would be back in a jiffy.” she added.We waited until the food got cold, and the boss didn't show up yet. “I would wait. I can microwave the food again for him when he's ready,” I said so Diana could