Zoey p.o.v"So what about you? How have you been these past couple of years?" Camilla inquired, she sipped her wine, staring at me with interest. It's been two hours since I practically dragged her out of Marco's office and have been sitting in this very expensive restaurant. Where the food and drinks here are ridiculously expensive. I know I used her to get out of that hellhole, but why not? "I've been alright..." I dragged out not really knowing what to say. "I mean the struggles were there but I'm here now, so it's worth it." I concluded, not talking much about my life because seriously there was nothing much to say. I shrugged internally. "Hmmm, no boyfriend issue or just a bad hair day?" She probed, and I was even curious about my own life. Strange, right? "Yeah? Boyfriend issue.... There is none since
Author p.o.v Like a volcanic eruption, all their hidden emotions burst into flames and poured into the kiss. Marco couldn't contain the burning heat anymore, he just wanted her and more than anything in the world. Marco couldn't contain the burning heat anymore, he just wanted her. His lips moved across Zoey's plush soft ones fast with desperation, they felt and tasted even better than what he had fantasied of. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, tasting every inch of her like he'd never tasted anything sweet before. He felt drugged. His movement on her mouth became roughened, biting her lip and gripping the base of her head. Marco pulled away for a moment to look into her eyes, that same fervent erotic desire swirled in her honey-brown hues. Marco claimed her lips again, pushing his large body into her small body. She grinded her hips into his aching dick. He could feel his member throbbing
Zoey p.o.v I sat behind my desk scrolling through my social media account mindlessly, bore out of my mind. Ignoring Marco's constant stare, he was openly staring at me and didn't bother hiding it when I caught him. The few times I've caught him, I was the one to look away because his stare was hot and intense. I almost felt suffocated by it. I don't know how I would be able to endure sitting and doing nothing, because I'm seconds away from going crazy. I stared at the time on the screen of my phone in anticipation, waiting for the time to stroke 6pm for office to close. I took a deep breath that I didn't know I was holding before. "Let's go." Marco said, breaking the silence. I closed my laptop that I wasn't actually using. Pick up my bag and stood up. We went through his apartment again to the elevator that leads to his private garage. The driver was already waiting for us beside the car.
Zoey p.o.vI woke up this morning feeling lazy, sleepy and exhausted. I didn't sleep until 2am. I wasn't familiar with this place, so it will take some getting used to. I asked to have my own room and, surprisingly, agreed without a fight. I found my way to the bathroom, did my business and brushed my teeth. I went back to bed, I still want to sleep so badly. Just as I got settled in bed, a knock sounded from the door, startling me. "It's so early and I want some sleep." I hissed in irritation. I wanted to ignore whoever was on the other side, but the knock came again. And this time louder. I mumbled under my breath as I furiously made my way to the door. "This had better be valid," I muttered to myself. I swung the door open, coming face to face with my least favorite person as of now. Marco stood in front of me, and staring at me as if I should star
Zoey p.o.vAfter a few hours of sitting with these women, I begin to warm up and get comfortable with them again. They are always the chattering type, with them around you can't get bored. They were talking none stop about anything and everything, and I was really enjoying their company. I didn't feel like the outsider that I was. "He couldn't sleep that night, he kept phoning all night crying about you. I had to go over to him the very next day." Marco's mom said. Marco crying? Well that's news, because the Marco I'm seeing now doesn't look like someone who cried over a breakup he created. They are talking about the day Marco broke up with me. It was a sensitive topic for me, but I can't always hide from it. We still have to confront it one way or the other. I sighed, I really don't want to talk about that day, but this part of the story is truly intriguing.
Zoey p.o.v I took my time in the closet, and didn't come out until I heard the door to the bedroom slammed shut. I peeked out the closet, and confirmed Marco's absence before totally coming. I have a sigh, I am getting tired of these mind games Marco is playing with me. We can't continue like this. I need to stop myself from any distractions. And for that, I need space away from Marco and have a clearer judgment. I need to think straight and clearly without any influence from his side. What he did to me back then, whether intentionally or not, it's uncalled for and I'm not going to just let it slide. My stomach rumbled, reminding me to feed it. "Let's go get you fed." I rubbed my stomach slightly before going out of my room. The walk to the kitchen was quick, everywhere was silent except for my footsteps. "Did they leave?" I asked no one in
Zoey p.o.vI woke up this morning feeling energetic. I couldn't sleep all night. I was anxious and restless thinking if Marco would find out my plan to leave. Or if his mother had told him. As much as I'd love to stay here with him, and reconcile our past. I have my dignity to keep intact, I won't allow myself to be a push over. I've had enough of that during my teen days, but now I am an adult and I should be responsible for my actions. It is around nine in the morning, Marco must have gone to the office by now. So I'm just waiting for Aunt Ava. I am ready to go. Dress in my clothes, the ones I wore when I was forcefully brought here. A knock came on the door. "Zoey, are you there?" Aunt Ava's voice sounded from the other side. "Yes, coming," I yelled back, picking up my bag and making my way to the door. "Good morning ma." I greeted her the moment we came face to face. "Good morning dear, how was your night?" She replied with her contagious smile. "It was good." I nodded at
Zoey p.o.vIt had been a week since I demanded space from Marco, but I couldn't seem to get him out of my head and mind. I'm constantly thinking about him one way or the other. His arrival back in my life has created such a huge impact on me that I can't seem to forget him. And I've tried hard to forget, not as if I wasn't trying, but all my attempts were to no avail. But I am determined to forget him no matter what it takes. So here I am in the store, shopping for groceries to make myself busy. I've been doing a lot of house chores to get my mind busy. That way, I get to stop thinking of him for a while. As you can tell, I am officially jobless. It's the first time I've been jobless since high school, and it is taking a toll on me. Job hunting is hard. I've been searching around for one but I haven't been successful till date. I don't know how long we can survive with just mom's income. "Zoey?" A voice called, breaking me out of my internal ranting. It's a young and handsome bo
Adriano’s POVThe soft light of the living room barely cut through the weight of the night as I watched her. I blinked thinking I might have imagined the words I heard earlier.Melanie stood a few feet away, still in her jeans and that worn leather jacket she seemed to love so much. I noticed because ever since the cold rolled in, she had been wearing more of that jacket. She looked like trouble and comfort rolled into one, the kind of combination that could destroy a man if he wasn’t careful and I’ve never really been careful around my girl. In fact, I was fast losing the patience I thought I was holding on to and if she was messing with me, I would be pissed.Now, though, something had shifted. Her eyes met mine, and I knew we were past the point of trying to avoid the sexual tension that existed in perpetuity between us.“Kiss me,” she said softly, but there was nothing timid in her tone. It wasn’t a question or even a
Melanie’s POVAdriano led me into the restaurant and we were led towards a private booth. The servers were very polite and a little too eager to server but it was to be expected.The man booked the whole restaurant to take his girlfriend on a date. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out he was influential.The food was amazing!I had a hard time deciding between two dishes but I ended up going for the chicken cacciatore while, Adriano ordered the second dish I was considering for himself.I tried not to swoon at how attentive he was to me because I know for a fact that he ordered that dish because of me but I didn’t want to draw attention to it.And as I suspected, when our food arrived and we began eating, he asked me if I wanted to try a bite of his food and somehow, half of his parmesan ended up on my plate.Thank God he ordered enough servings.The conversation also flowed freely all
Melanie’s POVI clocked out and ran to change out of my scrubs, ignoring the numerous eyes that were on me. Some were staring at me with approval but most of them had looks of jealousy and envy, like I somehow stole what belonged to them.Well, that was none of my business. The fact was, Adriano is my man and they can look all they want but can't have him. So that was one way to look at it. Besides, I wasn't a stranger to being stared at.I changed out of my regular clothes and when I got out. She was glaring at daggers at me but there was no mistaking the envy in her eyes when she saw, Adriano earlier.I smiled at her. Take that you petty, conniving, bitch. Yes, you can think you're all that and try to take away surgeries from me but you'll never have my man.I got to the nurses’ station, half expecting to meet, Hayley alone but to my surprise, she was engrossed in a conversation with, Adriano and they were laughing.
Melanie’s POV“Ugh… you guys are so cute it’s disgusting,” Aria said, once again interrupting our moment.“Shut up, Ari!” Adriano barked at her.“Whatever, I’m going to be with, Alice in the kitchen so wrap this up because we’re all having dinner together and I don’t want you making googly eyes at each other at the dinner table,” she said.“You still haven’t said it, Melanie,” Adriano said when we were finally alone. “I need to hear you say it.”“You need to hear me call you, baby?” He nodded. “Yes, I do because you’re mine and I’m yours. Every part of me belongs to you. So I’m your baby and it feels fucking good to hear you admit it.”I would have laughed if he wasn't being incredibly sweet. A grown-ass man was happy I called him, baby. Now that was a first.“Still, you shouldn’t have yelled at your sister that way,” I told him."She can handle it besides how do you expect me to let out
Melanie’s POVAdriano and I spent the day watching movies and munching on junk food after he finished the entire jar of cookies I made for him.I’d never seen someone that obsessed with cookies and it’s actually funny to see, Adriano react that way to the cookies.I must admit that it made me feel good that he loved my baking, now it got me wanting to do more. Maybe bake a pie or some muffins. I might start a bit easier and go with brownies instead but we'll see.When we got tired of staying indoors, he suggested we go out for a walk around the grounds and I gladly agreed.I had never really wandered around the house except the insides. I knew that the staff quarters were also in the compound but I'd never been there, and neither do I know how they live over there. It turned out the quarters were an array of bungalows for the staff.That way everyone had their privacy. There was also a large kitchen. Apparently, th
Adriano’s POVI have never loved being injured more than this moment.Melanie has been treating me like an incapacitated child and I had no complaints.Thanks to the ibuprofen she made me take after breakfast, the pain in my arm wasn’t unbearable and thank God I gave in to her.The pain was quite intense at night and the only comfort I had was having Melanie sleeping in my arms since I was doing a shit job of that.However, she woke up at various intervals throughout the night to check on me and I did a good job pretending to be asleep at those times. I knew that because she didn’t dispute what I said when I told her I slept great.“Thankfully you didn’t pop any of the stitches in your sleep,” Melanie said. She was in the middle of changing the bandages on my arm.“I’m a good patient,” I told her.“Whatever,” she scoffed and finished bandaging my arm.“Thanks for taking care of me, Melanie,” I said.“You don’t need to thank me but you’re welcome all the same,” she replied.I leaned i
Melanie’s POVI woke up feeling something poking me from behind I immediately knew what it was.I was tempted to rub myself on him but, Adriano was still asleep and I didn’t want him to wake up while I was in the middle of whatever I was doing because I wasn’t sure how I would recover from that embarrassment.I felt him stir a bit and I feigned sleep, but it turned out I wasn’t that great of an actress because he knew I was awake.“Good morning, little nurse,” he whispered in my ear. “You can stop pretending to be asleep now.”I groaned. “You’re annoying in the morning,” I said.“Nope, I’m a ray of sunshine especially because I get to wake up next to you,” he replied.I ignored him and rolled over so I could face him.“Did you sleep well?” I asked.“Yeah, I did. I told you I can handle a little pain,” he answered.That wasn’t what I saw when I woke up a few times in the middle of the night to check on him. His face was contoured in pain and it was obvious that he was having a fitful s
Melanie’s POVAfter Adriano had his dinner, I gave him some painkillers that he took grudgingly but I put my foot down and insisted so there was no way for him to win that argument with me.“Thank you, Melanie,” he said.I was drying off the dish he used while he was keeping me company in the kitchen.“For what?””Taking care of me,” he replied.“I didn’t do much. I just stitched you up,” I responded.“You did more than that. You were my safe space. I went out today knowing I had you to come home to and I’ve never had that,” he said.I frowned in confusion. “You’ve never had a safe space?”"I've never had someone to come home to. Someone is waiting up and worried about me. I've never had that and you gave me that. You shined your light in my dark world and gave it color."God, he was being so sweet right now that I was about to cry. “What about your family? I know you really care about them, aren’t they your safe space?”“They’re bound by blood to always be on my side but you aren’t,”
Melanie’s POVOh, my God!I just let, Adriano finger fuck me!It was the most amazing sexual experience I’ve ever had and I didn’t even get to see his dick. Now I was embarrassed.I didn’t know if I would be able to look him in the eye ever again so I buried my face in his chest, trying to avoid the inevitable post-orgasmic haze conversation that we were bound to have any moment now.“Don’t do that, little nurse,” Adriano whispered in my ear.“I’m not doing anything,” I replied but it sounded more like a mumble.“You’re not looking at me and I have to wonder whether or not you regret what just happened,” he said.I raised my head to look him in the eye. “I don’t regret it,” I stated matter of factly.He smiled at me. “Good, because watching you come apart on my fingers was the most amazing thing I’ve ever watched and if you had regretted it, that would only piss me off.”Then he put the fingers that had been inside me just moments ago into his mouth and sucked my juices right off it a