Marco's p.o.v'Don she's here.' Matthew text came in.I saw her came inside the restaurant, her eyes widen in awe at the decorated place. It has always been her dream to have a surprise birthday party here in Bahamas.The decorations are all from what she wished for, I had promised myself to make sure to fulfil all her dreams.I waved the staffs off, I want sometime alone with my woman.She looked stunning and sexy today, not that she isn't beautiful on a daily basis. Fuck, she always manages to knock the air out of my lungs each time I stare at her.The make-up she has on, with those sultry smoky eyes and those kissable glossy res lips, has my dick straining in pain.She draped herself in a lengthy coat, stopping below her knees. “Happy birthday baby.” I pulled her into a hug, sighing in contentment as I took in her flowering perfume. I've fucking missed this body, soft and tender against mine.Why did I leave for so long again?I lean in to capture her lips, but she steps back, mak
Zoey p.o.v Marco pick me up immediately we entered our hotel room, my went around his waist to keep me in place. I can feel his cock twitch against my core, he walks over to the bed and dropping me on it, settling himself between my legs. My mouth fell open in a breathless gasp as his lips left mine, and continued it was pressing soft, wet kisses against my skin and covered breast. My pulse quickens as he renders me bare, discarding all our clothing, and I didn't even realize when. “You're the air, I breathe.” Marco's's prying eyes stared at my pussy intently for a moment before snapping his head up and locking his gaze on mine as he went down to my cunt. He refuses to break eye contact as he leans in and presses his hot tongue on my core. I jerk slightly in surprise, shocked at the rough sensation his tongue brings. “I love every bit of you, every inch of you, and I will continue loving you until I take my last breath.” He allowed me some space to gather myself, but it was
Zoey p.o.vAfter breakfast this morning, Marco asked me to get dressed. He must have planned another surprise for me, I got dressed as instructed.I have continuously asked him were we are going, but he refused to spill. I guess I should be prepared to be blown away, Marco surprises are always extra.So, here we are, driving to what seem to be our destination-Or not. We arrived at the coast, it was barely a ten minute drive from the resort.I alighted the car, the cool breeze from the ocean hitting me, I breathe in the freshness of the ocean. “Come here, baby.” Marco stretch out his hand for me to take, I hugged his arm.We went straight to the harbor, a man who looked to be in his late forties, with fiery red hair and blue eyes is waiting for us. “Good afternoon, sir, ma.” The man greets Marco and me.“Hello.” I wave back at him with a small smile. “Simon.” Marco hummed in response.Simon guided us to a bow rider, guess we will be cruising. Marco introduced the man as the caretake
Zoey p.o.vI stared at the center of the water, which was miles away and watched the breeze caress it, creating an uproar as the waves crashed against each other.A small smile spread on my lips, it was one of contentment. This moment is a rare gem in Marco's world, and the world I'm now included. Special and memorable.A quiet time alone, just the two of us.Marco was beside me, sprawled on his back as he lay on the blanket. What is more rare and special is the sight of Marco laying and looking carefree and relaxed. Like he's free from on the burdens weighing down on his shoulders, and away from the rest of the world.“I wish I could freeze this moment.” I breathe out, Marco eyes scanned but didn't say anything. I don't know what was going through his head at the moment.“Isn't this peaceful?” I asked him with a beaming smile.“Hmm.” He hummed. “But I'm not used to this, I only brought us here because I know you crave this quietness.” Marco said with so much tenderness in his eyes fo
Zoey p.o.vWe drove down the familiar road of the estate, the gate to our home came into view as we grew close.I remembered waking up this morning to an empty bed. Nothing but quietnesssurrounding me and the empty mattress on his side. I quickly got out of bed and started searching everywhere. Everywhere he could go, anywhere that was within a walking distance from ourroom. I went out and stood in the middle of the empty living room. I looked around and not a single person could bespotted.“Donna?” Turning around to see Matthew entering the house.“Where's Marco.” Travis's face then changed to slight discomfort at my question.“Don had left.” When those three words left his mouth, my eyes widened. But before I could utter a word, he continued, “And we will be on our way too.” He quickly added, avoiding my explosive response.“Don had something important toattend-”I had cut him off, I'm not interested in whatever cover up he has for Marco's action. I am upset, pissed even. This
Zoey p.o.vHere I am once again sitting in the living room and waiting for my so perfect husband to come back home. Two events are repeating their selves, one Marco leaving without telling me and secondly, he's returning home late once again.Such a lovely husband he is. I frown, my mind unsettled. Not knowing where he is, and how he's doing is setting my mind uneasy.I've tried reaching out to him via calling and texting, yet again he's not responding to either of them. A simple text back to tell me he's fine, will go a long way if setting my mind at rest. The soft sound from my lap brought me out of my thoughts, it was Adriano, both of us has been waiting for Marco to come back. He was playing on my lap a while ago before falling asleep.His face twisted as he broke into silent cries, I rock him to soothe him back to sleep. He might have had a bit of discomfort while asleep, probably a nightmare.“Shhh.” I pat softly on his stomach, still rocking him. He quiet down after a while an
Zoey p.o.vLike a cemetery, the surrounding air hissed with deadly silence in the car. John parked the car at a good distance from the scene, also getting a clear view of what's going on.I was too scared to come down from the car, too scared to find out the truth. I was being brave earlier, but right now, seeing the damages up close I fear for the outcome.I could see the flashing lights of emergency vehicles surrounding the site, creating an eerie glow in the dark night. Cops and firefighters were everywhere, going in and out the building carrying dead bodies out.“Donna, I don't think you should go there.” John advice, staring at me with sympathy, I glared at him shutting him up immediately.They are claiming my husband is dead, and I shouldn't go there?I was fuming and scared at the same time.I shakily step down from the car, my whole body has gone limp from shock. My legs buckled the minute they touch the ground, I rest against the car to support myself.My breath were short a
Zoey p.o.vI was dead.I must be dead. There was no other reason against it. The level of comfort and lightness I was feeling, it was hardly describable. My mind was finally at a place of perfectsilence. So peaceful, I would rather not wake up. I didn't think I could, but then, I did.Forcing my heavy lids open, I lifted my weary head from a leather cushion. Suddenly, much like the lightning, a rush of blurry memories illuminated my mind. A more realistic jolt I felt shooting through my body as I awake and became fully conscious.I sat up, the brightness in the room blinding me for a while, I squint adjusting my eyes to the brightness. It's morning, I didn't check what time it is, I came down from the bed. Memories from yesterday were already floating in my head, but I tried to stay calm. Maybe it was just a vivid nightmare.I said to myself, Marco should be home now. I hastily went across the room and swung the door open, two guards were standing outside my room. “Donna.” They bo
Adriano’s POVSix months later…“Now that we’re done with the ceremony, can we go on a proper tour of New York like I was promised?” Danny asked.Roselyn hit him upside the head and said, “Don’t be insensitive. Today is your sister’s day.”“Ouch, Mom! That hurt,” he complained.“And you deserve it,” Melanie’s voice cut into the conversation.“There’s my favorite nurse!” Sam yelled.“Dad, tone it down,” she said.“Nonsense. I would shout it at the top of my lungs if I had to so you can know how proud I am of you,” he replied.She smiled at her father and went to hug him then she did the same with her mom and brother who all congratulated her before she stopped in front of me.“I always knew you were something else, little nurse,” I told her. “From the first day I set my eyes on you, I knew you were better than the rest of us.”“Stop it you’re going to make me cry,” she said.I opened my arms and she stepped into me for a hug.My girl was finally a registered nurse and today was her gra
Melanie’s POVThe ride back to the house was very quiet.Throughout the ride home, I couldn’t help but think that none of this would have happened if I just had a conversation with Adriano.He was the man I fell in love with and even though I left him, he didn’t hesitate before coming for me.I know he was very relieved in the heat of the moment but I couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen once the adrenaline wore off and he could think a bit more clearly.One thing I knew was that I was going to spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to him.Adriano was more honorable than people knew. I never thought I would be one of those women who would be pleased because her man killed people for her but as it turned out, I was one of those women.He pulled up to the house, which seemed to have more security guards on duty than normal and I knew it was all because of me.A few hours away, we were celebrating Christmas in bliss but I just had to go and ruin everything for every
Adriano’s POVThe warehouse was a hive of chaos, but I didn’t hear the shouting or the echoing footsteps behind me. All I saw was Melanie. She sat bound to a chair, her face pale, and her lip split, a streak of blood trailing down her chin. Alex Pushkin had a gun pressed to her temple. My blood ran cold. I raised my weapon, keeping my voice steady. “Let her go.” Behind me, my men spread out, weapons aimed and ready. They waited for my signal, but I couldn’t give it—not yet. One wrong move, one miscalculation, and Melanie could die. Pushkin laughed, a guttural sound that grated on my nerves. “You think you scare me? I’ve killed better men than you.” His hand twitched, and I saw the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. Good. He was scared, even if he didn’t want to admit it. Fear made people sloppy. I needed to buy time, distract him long enough for my men to position themselves. “Erica,” I said, shifting my focus to the woman who stood off to the side, smug and self-satisfie
Melanie’s POVI woke up to the biting chill of a dark, unfamiliar room, my head pounding as if it had been split in two. My wrists ached from the tight ropes binding them, and my ankles felt just as constricted."You’re awake," Erica drawled, her tone laced with mock concern. She folded her arms and leaned against the rusted frame of the door, watching me like a predator eyeing its prey. "How are you feeling, darling?" I didn't respond. My throat was dry, and my words caught somewhere between anger and fear. God, how could I have been foolish enough to let, Erica manipulate me? I should have known that she was up to no good when Alice told me that Adriano left her at the altar.I guess now I was paying the price for my foolishness."Cat, got your tongue?" she asked, smirking. "Or maybe it’s the shock of realizing you’ve been so incredibly stupid." Her words stung more than I cared to admit. I should have known better. Adriano had always been honest with me in his own way, even w
Adriano’s POVSomething was off.I didn’t know what but the moment I ended the call with Nik and sat down to work, something in my head kept nagging at me.At first, I thought it was the unusual silence in the house but I figured that was because everyone was probably asleep.I had expected Melanie to come find and chastize me for taking too long but since she didn’t, that meant that the day finally got to her and she succumbed to sleep.My girl was a rockstar tonight, and like I expected, she had my entire family eating from the palm of her hands throughout the dinner. I was sure they saw exactly what I did from the moment I set my eyes on her.By now Nik should be mobilizing the guys to infiltrate the last warehouse. He got intel that Pushkin finally moved all the girls to one place and he just got the location. I trusted Nik could handle this without me, after all, he had just singlehandedly negotiated a new deal with the Irish.Tonight I was going to end it sleeping next to the wo
Melanie’s POVThe cool night air felt like needles against my skin as I hurried down the street, my duffel bag slung over my shoulder. My legs felt like lead, but I pushed forward, every step putting more distance between me and the house that was once my prison but later became my home. The streets were quiet, the kind of silence that normally would have scared me, but tonight I welcomed it. I avoided the well-lit areas, sticking to the shadows, hoping none of Adriano's guards would see me. My pulse raced with every second, and my breath was uneven.I had no idea where I was going, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was getting away and I was lucky enough to have been able to avoid the guards. I guess the weeks of walking the grounds and studying their routine paid off.Luckily, a cab finally came into view at the corner of the street, its headlights a beacon of hope. I flagged it down, my arm trembling as I waved. The driver, an older man with kind eyes, rolled down the window.
Melanie’s POVThe first image made my heart stop.It was of a young girl who was barely a teenager. She was sitting on a dingy mattress in what looked like a warehouse, her eyes hollow, her body too thin. Behind her, a shadowy figure loomed a man I didn't recognize but I could bet my life on it that it was her oppressor.My throat tightened as I flipped to the next photograph and the next. Each one was worse than the last. Girls, so young they could barely be called women, trapped in squalor, their faces etched with fear.I couldn't breathe.At first, I thought, no, and hoped that this was evidence Adriano had gathered to shut down a trafficking ring. It had to be. He couldn't possibly be involved in this. He could kill a man but there was no way he was responsible for harming innocent girls.But then I saw it, rather I saw him. And there was no mistaking the fact that he was the one because I recognized Nik beside him.They were both holding onto girls and leading them to God knows w
Melanie’s POVWe rode home in comfortable silence. I was too full and happy from the good food and great company to say anything further.Plus, I couldn’t take my hands off the bracelet. It was just too beautiful. I’ve never owned anything as expensive as this and I was so scared to ask him how much it cost.We already exchanged gifts in the morning so I wasn’t expecting anything more from him.In a not-so-surprising turn of events, Alice was still awake by the time we got home.“For a moment I thought you both were going to spend the night there,” Alice said when we got into the living room."It's really late, Alice, and I'm sure you've had a long day. You should be sleeping," Adriano said.“I couldn’t sleep when I knew how important today was to Melanie. I was too anxious to know how it went,” she replied.“Well, you can rest easy now because it went very well,” I told her.Her face lit up with a smile and she gave me a quick hug, making me laugh.“I told you, you had nothing to wor
Melanie’s POVThe soft glow of candlelight and the twinkle of garlands wrapped around the staircase banister made the dining room feel almost magical. The air was thick with the aromas of roasted meats, spiced wine, and fresh-baked rolls, making my stomach grumble in anticipation. Platters of steaming food filled every inch of space. Roast beef surrounded by caramelized vegetables, golden potatoes dusted with rosemary, bowls of vibrant salads, and an assortment of bread rolls that looked fresh out of the oven. When we heard no movement on the steps, Zoey gave a sharp clap of her hands and called out to the men, her voice cutting through the hum of conversation. “Dinner is ready! Boys, come join us!” she said.I heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs as Adriano and the rest of the men made their way over. Adriano entered first, his presence commanding as always, but his warm smile was reserved for me alone. My heart gave a tiny flutter, and I smoothed my dress nervously. As