Marco p.o.vThe car ride back home was tensed, whenever I reaching for Zoey she flinched like I'm dangerous. Yes, I am a dangerous and vicious man to the world, I could kill without batting an eyelash. But I would die before a hair on her head gets hurt, I won't fucking harm her. In fact, I would destroy anything that poses like a threat to her. The second she came down from the car, she raced to the door to escape me. She has another think coming her way if she thinks she can escape me. “The hell is wrong with you.” I had her trapped between the door she just burst through and myself. “Let me go.” She demanded, but I'm having none of it. I'm fucking tired of the cat and mouse chase. “Let go of me.” Zoey hissed, irritated, I was getting pissed. We were fine before we went to the brothel, what made her this angry. “I won't fucking let go, not until you tell me who pissed you off.” I equally hissed. “You've been distance since we came back from the brothel, you even flinched when
Marco p.v.o“I'm going up to freshen up, I reek of that bitch's blood. Be gone with your women before I come down.” I teased my dad and uncle, knowing fully that they can't do shit when it comes to those women. They are practically whipped, and so am I. Complete head over heel for my woman, I think loving our women fiercely runs in the family. “Try telling them yourself.” Uncle hissed at me, I laughed at the expression on their faces. Making my way up the stairs, I stopped when a maid was scurrying away, scared of my presence, obviously. She was petite, and looked fragile and naive. Maybe one of the older maid's daughter, recently introduced to the work. “You.” I called out to her, freezing her into a statue. I saw her trembling, obviously thinking she had done something wrong. “Turn around.” I instructed. She didn't move, trembling even further like I was holding a gun to her head. “Don't make me repeat myself.” I hissed, getting irritated. I'm not a beast, I don't harm the inno
Zoey p.o.v“Marco.” I called harshly, slamming the door after me. Marco wasn't fazed by my out burst or the deafening sound from the door. He took his sweet time giving me his front profile, and raised an eyebrow at me. Which pisses me. “What?” His voice was soft and tonic, but at the same time authoritative. I pursed my lips into a thin line, I wasn't all that angry anymore. I don't know how it happened, I just found myself less angry. Nonetheless, I still want to throw tantrums. “Why are they moving my stuff.” I asked, my voice was barely above a whisper. It wasn't as firm as I hoped for. His gaze lazily swept over my body, causing a familiar sensation to crawl over my skin. “Zoey.” He called daringly. His says something else while his lips say the opposite. “I asked them to, is there a problem?” He frowned. “Yes, there is.” I fired back. “Oh…. Really? Where is it.” He teased. “I didn't permit anyone to move my stuff.”“You don't have to, I did. You are my woman, and you
Zoey POVSilence. Silence. It has been silent for a while now, unusual quiet. No drama, no chaos, nothing but silence. I don't wish for the chaos and bloodbath, but it's expected in the mafia life. Two whole weeks of total silence, that I'm even scared. Scared of the unknown, the unknown danger lurking in the dark waiting to catch us off guard, or rather take me unaware. Because I'm sure Marco and the rest of his family are always prepared for whatever comes there. I am not, mentally I'm not ready. I may have known the kind of lifestyle they lived, but nothing can prepare me enough. This silence, and the uneasiness in my gut, is telling me that it's the calm before the storm. The sound of a gunshot brought me but to present. Camilla took off her headset and turn to face me. “Zoey, you seem distracted, are you okay?” She asked concerned. I've been drifting away with my thoughts today, I shook my head at her. “I'm fine.” I respond. “Are you sure? We can take a break if you'd
Writer p.o.vAs the warm afternoon sun streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the room, Zoey and Marco lay lazily on the bed. The remnants of their delicious lunch still lingered on their lips, and a comfortable silence enveloped them. It was a rare moment of tranquility in their otherwise chaotic lives.Zoey turned her head to look at Marco, her eyes filled with curiosity. “Marco,” she began, her voice soft and gentle, “Why did you choose to break up over telling me what was going on?”Marco's gaze shifted from the ceiling to meet Zoey's eyes. He took a deep breath, his mind flooded with memories of that painful time. “Zoey, I made a terrible mistake,” he confessed, his voice tinged with regret. “Back then, I was young and my power over the situation was limited, breaking up with you was the only way I could have done to drag the attention from you.” Marco, pissed by the memories, his mind replaces the event and how broken and vulnerable Zoey was then.He cursed
Zoey p.o.vMy eyes are closed as instructed as Hannah, the makeup artist Marco booked to cake me up for today's event. Tons and layers of concealer, foundation, contour and all other things involved in the perfect glam make up look. Or the celebrity look, as she claimed to give me, the look that will have people stop and stare and drop dead. I crack a small smile, Hannah is a friendly person. She would make her client warm up to her, and engage them in a conversation to keep the vibe flowing. “We are almost done....." She gave my face one final touch. “And done!”She exclaimed, clapping her hands together excitedly. “Can I open my eyes now?” I seek her permission, she had strictly requested me to not open my eyes until she is done. “Yes.” She gave her permission. I slowly open my eyes, only to flinch as my eyes wasn't used to the brightness in the room. “And the Queen.” Hannah said dramatically. I was stunned my new look, use to do make on myself before, but Hannah threw me of
Zoey p.o.vThe car rode to a stop in front of the biggest hall I've ever seen, the lighting from the building was blinding. It could pass as the daylight. Paparazzi are all over the place, some gather at the side of the red carpet leading to the entrance of the hall. While some scattered around, taking sneak pictures of people. I have no idea the kind of people, Marco invited, but based on their influence in the country. I'm sure they people at the top of the food chain. “To the underground garage.” Marco hissed irritated. I forgot he doesn't like the paparazzi, he was hardly seen on the newspapers or the TV unlike other famous business. If he's seen on the news, it is most like an old picture of him. The owners of these news firms won't want to be in the Alfonso's bad book, so they steer clear unless invited. The car came to a stop at the very private underground garage, accommodating only three other cars. “Wait for me.” Marco told me as he hurriedly gets down from the car, h
Zoey p.o.v“Zoey!” A very familiar feminine voice called my name from behind me, turning around to the caller. A saw all smiling Rebecca approaching me, I didn't know she came. “Rebecca, I didn't think you'd come.” With what happened in her visit, I was thinking it will take her time to heal. “I thought I wouldn't see you for a long time.” That was actually true. Because I certainly would be traumatized, but it seems like that's not the case for her. I shrug, it is nice seeing her again. “I would hate myself if I don't come to your introduction party, so have to put on my big pant.” She joked. “It's good to have you here, Rebecca.” “Congratulations, newest CEO.” She said, pulling me into another hug. “Thank you.” I giggled. “I totally wasn't expecting it.” I told her honestly. “Mmmm, Marco has been in your life without you knowing or seeing, he knew you love interior decors and would love to have your business on it. So he just has to do what is necessary.” Rebecca spilled ou
Adriano’s POVI stared at my mom who had taken the seat that Nik occupied only moments ago.“You didn’t have to come over here to confirm it,” I said.“Yeah, I did,” she said. “Lately, it’s been like you’ve been doing everything possible to avoid a family gathering and I’m not going to let that happen again.”“You could have called instead,” I added.“I wouldn’t be able to tell how you’re feeling over the phone. It’s better to see your face in person,” she replied.“I already told you that I was not going to miss Christmas dinner, Mom,” I said. “Will you be coming alone?” she asked.Now we’ve gotten to the real reason why she came.“No, Mom. I won’t be coming alone. Melanie will be with me,” I answered.That made her smile. “Good, I want to see the lady that’s got my baby boy wrapped around her fingers. Besides, she makes great cookies and I need her to give me her recipe,” she said.
Adriano’s POV“Mr. Alfonso, is anything the matter?”I looked up at the accountant who paused his presentation. I could tell from the sweat marring his forehead that he was nervous. He was a new hire and was still trying to learn the ropes.So far so good, his presentation was good, but it was so goddamn boring. That was why when I started getting notifications of large transactions on my card, I couldn’t help but smile.I damn near forced, Melanie to accept the card from me and according to, Ralph they had been at the mall for hours and I just began getting transaction notifications.It didn’t take a genius to figure out that my sister had a hand in it. Maybe she wasn’t so useless after all.Melanie was too stubborn to let herself enjoy things that were freely given to her so it was good she had friends who didn’t hesitate to push her when she needed it.So yes, I’ve been distracted from the presentation, but that
Melanie’s POVAfter I had disconnected the call with, Aria, I went in search of my man and found him engrossed with something on his desktop.He raised his head when he noticed me and smiled at me."Did you miss me, little nurse?" he asked.I walked towards him and nodded. “I didn’t want to be alone,” I said.“Come here,” he ordered and I followed without hesitation.He pushed away from his desk and made room for me to sit."I thought you had a long overdue conversation with your girls," he said.“I did have conversation with my girls but that’s over now and I didn’t want to be left alone in the room. Besides, you’ve been holed up in this study for hours,” I said.“I had a lot of work to catch up on,” he replied.“I know that but that doesn’t mean I can’t try to distract you,” I told him. “I think we’re long overdue for something else.”He smirked at me. “Really? What is it?”
Melanie’s POVAlice and I spent the rest of the day together chatting in the living room while Adriano was upstairs doing God knows what.He did join us downstairs for dinner, looking freshly showered and I wanted to take him upstairs and lick him all over because of how delicious he looked but I focused on dinner.I helped, Alice clean up before I finally excused myself upstairs to take a shower. Adriano wasn’t in the room which means that he was in his study.I showered and changed into shorts and one of Adriano’s t-shirts before I settled in bed to call the girls.Now that the weekend was almost over, ignoring them was no longer an option so I put a group video chat and they both answered like they have been waiting for my call.“It’s about time, bitch!” Hayley said the moment her face filled the screen.“I see you’re back from la la land,” Aria added. “You abandoned us just because of a man.”I laughed
Melanie’s POVThe flight home was peaceful even though I spent most of the flight alone.When we boarded, Adriano told me he had a phone conference and I encouraged him to go ahead and join the teleconference when I saw that he was willing to postpone the conference on my behalf.He had already done a lot for me this weekend and I didn’t want to keep him from the rest of his responsibilities. People depended on him and of course he had to deliver.The group chat with the girls had been blowing up non-stop over the weekend after, Aria let it loose that Adriano took me on a thanksgiving trip.She ganged up with Hayley and have been badgering me for details all weekend but I wasn’t about to interrupt my time with my family so I sent them a message three days ago telling them that I would talk to them after the weekend.That didn’t deter them from sending messages on the group chat constantly. I spent the whole flight reading
Melanie’s POVMom was staring at us with a bright smile on her face and I was blushing so hard that I was pretty sure my face was red.“You both are just so cute,” she said. “It reminds me of when your father and I just started dating. Those were good times.”“Woman I still woo you regularly,” Dad said, walking into the kitchen.“Is the food not ready?” Danny piped up and Mom glared at him.“If you’re so hungry maybe I should leave you to make breakfast then,” Mom said, then she turned to Dad and Adriano."You all need to get your asses out of my kitchen. Melanie and I are almost done with breakfast but we won't make progress if you all keep hovering around here," she said.“You sure you don’t need any help?” Adriano asked.“I’m sure, honey, now get our,” Mom ordered.“Bossy as ever I see,” Dad mumbled and gave Mom a quick kiss on the cheeks before turning back and walking out behind, Danny wh
Melanie’s POVWatching, Adriano interact with my family, I wondered why I was ever nervous.My worry about whether or not they were going to like him was moot because he had them all charmed. Even Dad who was a bit hesitant yesterday had warmed up to him.In other words, he had them eating out of the palm of his hand. Also, I was pretty sure my brother idolized him with the way he kept asking him questions throughout the night and regaling him with football stories.The day after thanksgiving, I was helping my mom make breakfast while the rest of the house slept. We had a late night yesterday so it wasn’t a surprise that they were still asleep but not my mom.Mom had always been an early riser no matter the time she went to sleep, she always woke up the same time every day, like clockwork.We worked together silently in the kitchen, this time with no one to interrupt us anytime soon, I knew that I was going to hear all she’
Adriano’s POVThe scent of spiced apple pie hit me as soon as we stepped inside Melanie’s childhood home. It was warm and cozy in a way I didn’t think houses could be anymore. I grew up in a warm and cozy home but I soon learned that not all homes were like mine. Pictures lined the walls, memories frozen in time. Her mom, Roselyn, had been very welcoming. Melanie had once told me that her family was affectionate, but still, I wasn’t expecting this level of hospitality. Her father, on the other hand, was another story. He’d shaken my hand firmly, his eyes narrowing just enough to let me know he was sizing me up. It didn’t bother me. Hell, I respected it. If I had a daughter like Melanie, I’d do the same thing, I might even go overboard with it and try to scare the boy away but I didn’t get scared easily so he was just going to have to tolerate me in his house and his daughter’s life.Her brother, Danny, was a wild one. The guy w
Melanie’s POVThe wheels of the plane hit the runway with a soft thud, and I exhaled a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. Adriano’s hand slid over mine as the plane taxied along the runway, his fingers warm and firm. “Relax, Tesoro,” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “We’ve landed.” I turned to him, his dark eyes drawing me in as they always did. “I’m relaxed,” I lied, though the tight grip I had on his hand betrayed me. The corner of his mouth tilted up in that knowing smirk that drove me crazy, in both the best and worst ways. "Sure you are, little nurse. You look very convincing.” The pilot announced over the intercom that we could disembark and we stood. We landed on another private airstrip but I could tell it was an extension of the bustling Austin airport.The flight attendants had already carried our bags into a parked SUV. I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves.