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Chapter 2.12
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 throbbingRelated chapters
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.13
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.
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.14
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
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.15
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.
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.16
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
Claim by the Don Chapter 17
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
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.18
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
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.19
Marco p.v.oOne of the soldiers I assigned to watch over Zoey at all times informed me earlier that she was at this grocery store. At that moment, all I wanted to do was go and accompany her, but she demanded I give her space. Right now I regret it. Why did I even agree to that request of hers? So here I am watching her from afar. I knew she had seen me when I came out of my car. But the look of disappointment in her eyes when she saw Camilla besides, almost choked me to death. She must be assuming that I'm on a date with another woman. Little does she know, she is the only woman in my heart. My soul and body belong to her and hers only, likewise hers belongs to me.I fucking hate it when she looks at me with those sad eyes. I swore to only make her happy and fulfill any of her desires, but what I seem to be doing lately is causing her pains. "Fucking bastard." I grunt, cursing myself. "What's with that grumpy look, Marco?" Camilla's giggling snapped me back to her. I granted i
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.20
Zoey p.o.vI stood in the middle of the house. I couldn't bring myself to walk further. I stay alone every day after mom leaves for work without any worries. But today's silence in the house doesn't sit well with me, in fact, it is in my guts. I don't know what it is, but I'm feeling so uneasy and unsettled deep in my gut. Maybe I'm just being paranoid for no apparent reason. Oh wait! There is a reason, Marco. He had to goddamn show up and ruin my entire day. At least, he's having a great time with that stupid bimbo. Fool, I cursed myself. I shook all thoughts of Marco from my head and proceeded to the kitchen to put the items in their rightful position. What I didn't expect was the feeling of a gun being held against my head. I felt the gun on me before I felt the presence behind me. Oh boy! What have gotten into, I panicked within. "Don't fucking move." He growled in my ears, effectively paralyzing me. I held my breath, as I feared he might get annoyed and pull the trigger.
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