“Where are you taking me to? You're hurting my wrist please I'm begging you.” I slammed her hard against the wall that caused a thud with my huge arms caging her before she slips from my fingers from her tiny frame. “Are you ready to accept the rejection?” “Why should I reject my ma-te?” She stuttered nervously in disbelief on what I said. I acted as a good son before my father like I accepted the mate thingy and wanted to know my mate better only to get her aside and do the unexpected. “This claws of mine will rip your heart open and I'll so break you till you amass to chunks of flesh and bones if you disobey my orders. I hate the mate bullshit and if you refuse to reject me I'll be the perfect husband and mate to the public eye...” I lean closer to her earlobe licking her ear and watched her shiver from the simple contact. Damn this mate bond thing. I could feel it too like electric collision jamming to the other. “...but I'll make you see hell and would send you a me
I scrolled down my phone searching for the hottest clubs in the state. I've been away for years studying and got back home yesterday. It feels great to be back home but it's a double tragedy. One mother would scold and force her opinions down my throat and two "Mate". The mate thing scares the tiny shit out of me. I'm excited to see who the moon goddess will pair me up with; he's definitely going to be a hottie, smooth as silk and rich as the president. The moon goddess can't make the mistake of gifting me a broke and ugly mate. It would be a silent nightmare that I would never experience ever again. I'm the hottest models right from school days winning back to back on various beauty pageant, school prom night. “Good morning ma'am your mother requests your presence in her chambers.” An ugly duck for a maid bows on one knee as she made her assignment known. “How dare you barge into my bedroom without knocking have you gone mad?” I yelled at the top of my lungs. The bitch had t
Anarietta POV The talking clock clicked for the longest time my brain cells could process. Guess I'm still slow at everything. I slipped on my slippers and walked into my bedroom for a morning wash. My eyes connect to the mirror to see my big glasses and brittle hair sliding out of my hair bonnet in style. Thank the moon goddess it has been five years free from school pressure and the bullies. I slipped out of my sleeping suit by unbuttoning my sleep dress one after the other and pulled the skirt down before walking into the bathing tub and felt the cold water embrace my skin as I take a dip. My head resting on the bath layer as I let the water bubble while I take in my life for the past five years. One would think the years might have a difference in my life or better still a slight difference but nothing has changed. The things that have changed is the proportion of my boobs and the roundness of my ass. I still get nervous around strangers and people scares me. I s
Broken by the Billionaire Mafia CHAPTER ONE MARIA MCCAIN POV It's a cold morning in Santa-Dabia, it's always cold but today seems colder than usual, wrapped in my blanket, curled up sipping my coffee, I knew it was a matter of time till I would leave all the cold behind.I was about 5′4 tall with brunette hair that was long and thick, blue eyes as blue as the sea with rosy lips and a noticeable cleft chin. Curled up in a blanket I wore white sleeping pajamas paired with white socks. I wasn't bothered by the cold that was breaking my skin that much after all I've lived all my life in cold Santa-Dabia, it was the cold in my heart that bothered me the most. It's been two years since Jackson, my college sweetheart, left me on the altar. He just vanished into thin air and left me with wedding debts, shame, and a hole in my heart. A hole I had tried to fix with work and several failed attempts at love. It's a new year, January the coldest time of the year in San
Broken By the Billionaire Mafia Chapter two The constant ringing of my phone was buzzing like crazy, and I slowly opened my eyes and looked sideways with sleepy eyes. As I used my hands to scan the couch when my hands got in contact with my phone. It was Linda calling and had already called three times when I scrolled my phone. I looked at the time on my phone and realised it was thirty minutes to prepare before the party starts. A follow-up text from Linda buzzed through my phone and it said she was almost there to pick me up. That's Linda for you so caring and possessive of her bestie! Linda had since that night won my heart, once my eyelids flung open and I took in my environment. My eyes met a coffee by the bedside, and a note that said, "Don't move. I figured you'll have a headache, so I went to get you some meds." Which was followed up with a heart-shaped card. That gesture was one of the sweetest things I've experienced in months. A
Chapter Three A dark silhouette stood at the window with a cigarette in hand. The moon cast a dark shadow over him but it could be figured out the person beside the window was a manly figure. He held a glass of whiskey and the other hand a cigarette. His head spun with thoughts of the past. The past that was etched deep into his heart like a scar.***JOHN'S POV In a run-down and dilapidated warehouse located in the outskirts of Orano, a young man was kidnapped and blindfolded. The blindfold was lifted off my eyes, as the effect of the drug I was injected with began to wear off my system. My eyes slowly opened as I groan in pain, my palms covering my face to shield off the cutting edge light that infiltrates my vision. The last time I could remember my eyes were forcibly blindfolded. "What do you want?" I asked, my eyes scanning the black-masked boys holding sticks and batons. "Hahahaha..." They roared in laughter and one sent a bone-crushing punch to my stoma
CROSS POV John's pulse was faint and I knew if he was not rushed out in time to the hospital he might not survive it.Fuck how careless could I be? I knew John was stubborn, the young man wanted his freedom and not to be watched 24/7. I should have checked on John in his bedroom when I noticed an unusual silence. John wasn't the type to stay silent for a long period. The alarm clock buzzed continuously in his bedroom and I noticed a problem when he wasn't shutting it out. So I quickly got to his bedroom after a while and searched the entire room and John wasn't found.After searching, going through the entire house, and asking Roseline if she had seen him which came out negatively.Then my brain remembered the watch I gifted John. That was the only saving grace, I put a tracker on that watch to help me locate the young man's whereabouts in situations like this. I decided to check if he wore the watch, so I searched John's room and the watch wasn't found. It meant only on
***** It has been four months since John had been in a coma, any sign of his improvement proved abortive which pulled resources and lots of strength from his loved ones. Today the Pillari Family was holding their yearly charity event, made to provide shelter, food, and clothing to the less privileged and orphanages across the country. The huge hall was filled to the brim with respected personnel from all walks of life. The huge chandelier, stellar musical performances, classical harps, and lots more were tailored with the occasion. A middle-aged blonde walks up to the event stage, she was made the speaker of the occasion. "Hello our esteemed guests and clients all over the world watching the live broadcast of our yearly charity event ball held every year." She stopped and continued as her words garnered applause from the crowd. "The growth of the Pillari Empire wasn't just made out of thin air. The success story won't be complete without James Nelson Pillari's marria
MARIA MCcain POV FINAL CONCLUSION My fingertips brushed softly on my red lips and a tingling sensation spread through my entire body, my cheeks turned red thinking about the night before. The mirror in front of me revealed my face turning red but I quickly regained my composure and quickly applied the dramatic mascara on my lashes with a gentle smile on my lips. Each step to putting the finishing touches to my makeup was a bitter-sweet journey down memory lane. Love. A four-letter word capable of breaking the strongest of humans. It’s no respecter of creed, sex, or riches. I loved it years ago. A love that felt so wrong but so right at the same time. Kessler was a storm, shattering the cold high walls I built around my heart. I used to think love was a figment of imagination fueled by human's insatiable desperation until it hit me. I lost myself to his love, tongue and gave everything. My body, soul, and inheritance. It broke me, left me pregnant
*Ring* The fuck Linda was calling again. What was I going to say to her? I exhaled and inhaled a breath and turned to the table to pick up the call but the caller got me stunned. "Ethan!" I dialled the receiver and put it to my hear quickly before the call ends to hear his voice. It has been long time we spoke. I missed how much of an enviable brother and sister relationship we had back then before our family was broken. The last time he came back home he was battling losing his job and wasn't far from a complete drunk to cope. "Hello Maria." His voice slurred has he been drinking? Fuck! He should have stopped by now I'm sure going to give him a ear full. "Are you drink? Don't tell me you're drinking your life away. What's going on?" "I'm sorry little sister. I'm troubled please hear me out before you judge me." He replied his voice shaky like he was in a verge of a problem. What has he gotten himself into? "Trouble? What kind of trouble?" "Please don't jud
Maria McCain pov We had left the Airport after our brief stay in Santa-Dabia. Mr. John had finalized his business deals with his partners so there was no need to stay over. He went out frequently without me. He instructed me to stay back and work while he handles business. We still had a lot to do with the company's marketing department. We wanted to create a connection between the creme De la creme and the poor masses to buy into the Pillari brand and that's the reason we were heading back to Orano for the marketing plans. MTC has to come in what I mean Is the need to get other workers in MTC corporations to assist to enhance speed, division of labor kind of stuff. His hands went over to my thigh as he sent me a small smile before facing the road. My cheeks hit up. The thought of the naughty and crazy things we did in Santa Dabia made my skin tingle and blood rush through my pulsing clit. We fucked in every way imaginable that I wouldn't care if I never get
John Pillari Pov Splash! "Who are you?" He vibrates in the chair he was tied in. He was drenched with cold water as he fought the binding ropes but that was a wrong move. It would only hurt him further and sink into his skin. I don't care for the idiot. That are the least things I have in store for the bloody motherfucker. "I'm death!" I swiped the blade out of its sheath, bent his neck roughly, and started shaving off his hair without paying heed to his scalp as I scraped away, scalp, blood, and hair getting to the mix. "Nooooo!" He screamed fighting back so my hand swiftly moved to his throat and gripped it tightly making him choke and his eyes began to water. His eyes were red, with blood seeping from his head staining his shirt. I slid the blade at his right cheek and saw it split open. I dragged the blade to his wide chest, under his ribs, over his long arms, as it ripped his shirts off and down to his groin area as I split his trousers off and he was le
"Please fuck me!" I pushed my ass backward to get his full length buried into me. The pleasure was setting in as my eyes rolled in the back of my head. He obeys and thrashes into me with vigor as the table shakes and the glasses and dishes shatter to the floor spilling across the floor with a thud. It did nothing to stop or control the beast that was hungry and needed to be appeased as he rammed into me. "Maria!" He screamed and dug his fingernails into my ribs, his release collided into mine as his hot cum pours into me. We were naked in the dining with his cock deep inside of me with his balls slapping on my clit bent over the table. What a sight! He slides out of me and spun me to face him with one swift movement. My nipples must have been marked, red and sensitive with the ongoing activity as he clamps down on them lightly and thrusts into my clit that sent my legs shaking uncontrollably on the table. "Master!" He hits my G-spot with his hard thr
Gazing at my cold skin under the shower and turned around. I was hurt by his action. I wanted to touch him, feel him and get to engage in our dueling romance. I could give him pleasure too if he lets me. "Ooh.." I moaned when his hands rubbed a cold liquid on my skin at my taut peak, massaging it. "How does that feel." He pumps more liquid soap into his huge hands and lathers them on my skin. "It feels heavenly." His fingers roamed every corner of my skin, down to my feet as he bent a bit. His hands went in-between my legs playing with my womanly folds as water poured down on us washing off my soapy skin. My toes curled and tightened as his fingers got inside of me but he didn't bother towards my resistance as his fingers kept moving inside of me. "Master!" I screamed and slumped from the wall but he caught me before I crashed to the floor. "Shush..." He pressed a kiss on my swollen lips and wrapped me in his arms for a while as my head spun, my eyelids
I slowly crouched to the floor and placed my fingers in the zip. "Use your teeth!" He swat my hands away roughly and grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked at it burning my scalp. "Yes, Master!" I voiced out in pain. "Get to work!" He released me and I quickly used my teeth to unzip his trouser shorts as his dick popped out. Holy Mary! He was big. The biggest man I've ever since. I've dated a few men after Jackson but I know the difference between a huge dick, with a large-cap, filled with large veins that made my pussy throb. If he wasn't in this room with me I would have widened my legs apart and fingered my pussy till I came on my fingers. The sight of it alone could make me cum. "You don't have to be in a hurry. It's all yours." He chuckled. My eyes burned with embarrassment. How did he know my thoughts? I'm certain Mr. John is a wizard. "Feast!" I swallowed and brought his cock to the rim of my lips with an evil smile. He thinks he can control me like
Maria McCain POV It has been two weeks since that awful night that always leaves me angry, repulsed and makes me want to puke across the room when I think of his tongue placed on my skin. I was discharged from the hospital and went back to Mr. John's mansion. I still preferred to hang out in Linda's home. John wouldn't hear of it. My reason was that I didn't want to trample on his space. He's a man after all, he got needs. My phone buzzed in my jean pocket and I brought it out with a sigh when I saw the caller. "What do you want?" I asked curtly with venom laced in my voice. "I'm sure you didn't say that to me." Fiona responds over the phone in her usually annoying loud voice. "I'm busy, why did you call?" "Maria you're the devil's spawn! How dare you come back to Santa-Dabia without coming to the house to see your family?" I scoffed. Did the greedy bitch mention home and family? She must be exaggerating that isn't a home but a prison and the most annoying part i
MARIA POVSeated on the leather couch, face deep into files lying carelessly over the wooden table and a glass of red wine. I wore a tank top with a short flare skirt that stopped at my hips. It has been two days since I moved into Linda's apartment and even though John still sent files and called regularly. I knew he was mad at me for choosing Linda over him but that wasn't the case. I hated hotels and besides Linda was around the corner. Linda left for her family house and I was getting ready to go with her when John called and demanded I work on some spreadsheets. Linda had to advise we go together next time as she pecked my cheek, grabbed her keys and left. "I need some water!" I muttered and walked down to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of cold water and gulped down my throat. A strange feeling came upon me and I couldn't place my fingers on it. It seemed like I was getting watched as I cocked my head to the sides glancing around the neighbourhood through the win