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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.
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.21
Marco p.o.vWhen we arrived at my mansion, Zoey had already fallen asleep. I couldn't resist as I stared hard and long at her, and how beautiful she is while sleeping. The last time I saw her sleeping face was years ago, before the hideous breakup. I winced getting wind of the breakup, I won't lie and say I wasn't affected. I was traumatized by the event, I felt nausea and dizzy every time I remember Zoey's torn face. It was like the world was closing in on me. A cute silent noise came from her luscious pink lips, her lips were parted lightly, and her breath came soft and light in a steady rhythm. I chuckled to myself and got down from the car. Walking around to her side, and gently brought her out of the car. I walked inside the house with my life in my arms, sleeping peacefully like a baby who doesn't have a care in the world. I wished I could carry her in my arms forever, her warm skin against mine. Smooth and soft to feel. I drop into my bed, knowing fully that she will objec
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.22
Zoey p.o.v I woke up feeling well rested and a bit refresh. I stretched out my tired and stiff limbs, and moaning as I feel them crack into position. I suddenly became aware of where I was, my gaze swept the place. From the furniture, theme colour and the strong cologne, you could easily tell that it's a typical man room. Marco's room. The second thing I noticed was the orange sun outside, signalling the setting of the sun. I peel the cover off me and I climb down from the king-size bed, carefully. I assumed I was going to move around in bare feet, but luckily, there were a room slippers just beside the bed. I hastily shoved my feet into the slippers and proceeded to the door, swinging it open. I came face to face with two guys. One the colourful tattoo guy and the other I haven't seen before. “Donna, you are awake.” The colour tattoo guy spoke, I made a cringing face when he called me that, for some reason, I find it unsettling. “Yes, I am. And please, my name is Zoey.” I co
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.23
Zoey p.o.v The feeling of laying on the softest and comfy arms of a cloud floating in the air, and a peacock feather tinkling my face. The effect drugging me into deep sleep coupled with the cool winter breeze. I dragged in the air of pleasure and bliss. I didn't want to wake up, but unfortunately for me, the universe had other plans. A knock on my door startled me from the arms of a peaceful sleep, I groaned throwing curses at the person for disturbing me. Reluctantly, I get up into a sitting position, rubbing my hands over my face and running them through my birdnest hair. The knock came again, and I almost threw something at the person as I glared at the door. “Coming,” I yelled and got down from the bed. I don't know what was going through my head when I thought it must be Marco on the door. And I was given a wake-up call when I came face to face with a smiling Isabella. “Hi, Good morning.” She greets cheekily. “Good morning,” I replied to her, and my brow subconsciously r
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.24
Zoey p.o.v I didn't realize how much time had passed, we've been so engrossed with our conversation to care. We must talk about ourselves, or rather they told me almost if not all the things that happened in the house for the past couple of years. Funny or not. I brush off any conversation leading to Marco, I'm not ready to open that chapter, especially to his little sisters. And I must admit, I'm enjoying every bit of it. “So… Are you guys like. Together now?” Isabella asked, killing my spirit. I purse my lips together in lightly irritated, I'm irritated at myself because I still have deep feelings for that man and denying it seems to make the feelings grow. I felt tears brimming up in my eyes, I'm confused. I can't seem to get a grasp of my emotions. I'm tore between having an open mind and fighting the feelings. “No.” I shook my head, smiling bitterly at them as they watched me. I want both Marco and I together as much as they want it. But there's something holding me back,
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.25
Zoey p.o.v“Enjoy your meal.” I smile politely at the customers after dropping their orders on the table. I huff out a gush of air, relieved, I'm about to have my first moment of a break since I had resumed work this morning. I slumped on a seat in front of the counter, dropping the tray I used in serving customers on the counter. The restaurant has been packed with customers since morning, and the workload is killing me. Since we are only three waiters today, two other of my colleagues had called in sick. Luckily, my boss is reasonable as he offered us cool energy drinks every hour. My gaze scanned the restaurant, resting on the man at the far end of the restaurant. Sitting on his own in a corner, looking as creepy and scary as he looked when he first came here. That was an hour ago. Weird. I shrugged, deciding not to dwell on it. I glance at the wall clock, it's a few minutes left for a lunch break. “Camilla and Isabella will be here any minute,” I muttered to myself. Those tw
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.26
Zoey p.o.vI was bewildered and lost. Different thoughts clashes in my skull, I couldn't pinpoint any thought that was going through my head. They were rapid and blurry, but I am aware of how scared I was. I flinch at the sound of a door slamming shut, effectively snapping me from the dazed. I was unable to bring myself to look at the entrance door, scared that it might be the man. Light footsteps approached me, I didn't tense up as the sound of the footsteps was that of a female. To prove my point, Camilla appeared before me. I relaxed a bit, I didn't want her to start questioning why I was tensed, I mentally waited for Isabella to appear beside her. “Where is Isabella?” I asked when I noticed she wasn't there. Why did Camilla come alone, that's unlikely for them to pay me a visit without the other? “At home, stalling Marco,” Camilla announced. My body went into overdrive, tightening at the mention of Marco's arrival. He's most likely going to be pissed with me. Since I stubborn
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.27
Zoey P.o.v Five hours. Five long, agonizing hours of my life. I waited, waited to get even an air of how the treatment was going. I haven't moved from the living room since, the room stink of the blood that once pooled on the floor. A maid came and wiped the blood away a while ago, but the metallic smell lingered. I began pacing the living room again, I've lost count of how many times I had paced this room in the last five hours. I kept glancing at the door they disappeared into, hoping one of them will appear, but each time I get disappointed. I groan and get frustrated, rubbing my hands over my face a hundred times, catching a glimpse of the dried blood on the back of my hand. That was when I took notice, that the blood wasn't just on my hand but was scattered over my front, staining my dress. I couldn't stop myself from cringing in disgust, the guilt that stabbed my chest left me breathless. I found myself
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