Zoey p.o.vWe arrived at the venue. The Haven is the biggest event center here in Seattle. There are small chandeliers hanging around the patio, and sides of the hall, illuminating the surroundings and displaying the grandness of the hall.Marco alighted the car first, and carefully helped me down. I heaved a deep sigh at the frustratingly downside to all these dresses, your movements are limited, like needing help to alight the car.I glanced down at myself, the corset smashed my stomach making my curves more outlined. Tracy added a last-minute touch up to the sleeves, creating a slit in them to display half of my arms, the extra cloth dangles around my elbows when I move.It really does make a significant impact on the dress.My make-up and hair were perfectly done by Hannah, so my look is definitely outstanding.Marco's arm around my waist was difficult to ignore, it was a clear warning to others to steer clear. His intentions were swiftly understood as we entered the hall, a serie
Marco's p.o.v“Mr. Alfonso.” Michael Bruce called loudly, to loud for my liking.“Do you know him.” Dad questioned quietly.“He dropped by at the office days ago.” I replied, he's drawing too much attention for my liking.“We meet again, sooner than expected.” His loud voice came again, he wants those around to know we are acquaintance.I glare at his outstretched hand, waiting for me to receive it. I reluctantly took his hand briefly.“I didn't know I will meet you here.” His horrid chuckle sounding like a female giggle irritating me. The fuck he doesn't know I will be here, when has his men look keep track on me.“Are going to say why you're here?” I don't entertain foreplay with words, “Ah, we are working together now, I just want us to be more….”“I don't remember working with you.” I think I should make things clearer, I don't work with be anyone. I'm a lone fighter, I don't mix myself with pretentious and manipulative people.“About the trafficking case.” “I don't remember ag
Marco p.o.vThe music playing quietly in the background, I glance at my wristwatch again, groaning. It's been only a few hours into the event, and barely twenty minutes since I joined these men in a private conference room.The men arguing in front of me are capos, Dons of various regions in the country. We are having a Mafia meeting in the middle of a charity event, how convenient.I heave a sigh again. These morons are wasting my time, I should be home with Zoey, not listening to them fight over bullshit.Venting out their pent-up disagreements, lashing out things they've done to offend themselves.“Soldiers died in the last operation because of your carelessness to inspect and make everything went smoothly.”“I lost my soldiers too.”I could silent them all just by a word reaction, they all answers to me anyway. But I chose not to, I sat back and watch the release their frustrations.My phone, kept on the table buzz effectively ending their noise making. All heads turn in my direc
Zoey p.o.vHeaven..... That's what's it felt at the moment, the second we step foot inside our room. Marco strip me bare of my dress, the dress was an obvious hindrance for us at the moment.“Ahh.” I moan as Marco drags his soft lips over my jawline. His strong arms pressing me against him tightly.He took me surprised by clutching my waist tightly, I gasped when he jerked me towards him before pinning me to the door. I could feel every hard muscle in his body against mine.“Soft and so mine.” He whispers in a raspy tone, causing my skin to prickle with goosebumps at his firm declarations.His hard member pressing angrily against my stomach.I was shocked at his roughness.I realized I have successfully turned his anger into pure need and desire. I know he was about to go rough on me, but how rough? Did I push his buttons too hard? Am I ready to find out? Hell Yeah!!His was feverish and rough, I knew that there might be bruises on my lips, but to hell with that for all I care. It fel
Zoey p.o.vI wake up to a not so silent movement, footsteps slamming heavily against the floor. I flickered my eyes open, the familiar ceiling of our bedroom coming into view.I slowly and carefully sat up.“Marco?”He was moving around picking some documents from the drawer of his mini office in the room, and keeping neatly in the suitcase on the desk.“You're up.” He came over and place a kiss on my forehead.He reached for the two guns in the nightstand, he kept them there for emergency purposes. He stuffed one in his waistline and the other in the same suitcase.“Where are you going to.” I asked him.It's still early in the morning, a few minutes past five precisely. Which means he's going out on a mission.“Mexico.” He answered briefly.“Need my assistance?” I was referring to the mission.“No, not this time.” His voice was stern, a clear indication that he doesn't want me involved.I wanted to probe for more details of this trip, but decided to let it slide. Since I didn't tell
Author p.o.vMexico __ 9:20pm.The warehouse was lit up with neon green light, causing a dim glow over the room. The eerie hue cast shadows on the dusty concrete floor, creating a mysterious atmosphere that sent shivers down the spine of anyone who dared to enter.The walls were lined with stacked high with boxes and crates of all shapes and sizes. The air was thick with the smell of musty cardboard and old machinery, adding to the sense of foreboding that permeated the space.Men sat around waiting for the auction to start, some of seem wealthy in their expensive suits. While few were in causal clothing. In the corner of the warehouse, a lone figure sat leaning on his seat. Marco, exuded an air of danger that had the other patrons shifting uncomfortably in their seats. Despite his intimidating presence, Marco seemed relaxed as he leaned against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. This trade is highly confidential, for any one present here the organizers didn't their research
Marco p.o.vAs the auctioneer looked around the room, waiting for a response, Marco sneered and raised his hand. “I want all of them,” he repeated, his voice low and menacing. “Are you sure, sir.” The auctioneer chuckled, obviously not falling for it, “That's a lot of millions, can you afford it?”“All the girls, I want them.” Marco repeated, his voice low and menacing. “And I'm not paying for it.”Marco's lips twisted into a cruel smile.The auctioneer straightened his shoulders, refusing to be intimidated. “What do you mean,” he said firmly.Their men pulling out their guns, seeing Marco as a possible threat. Which he was, a threat to their business.“Lukeman.” Marco spoke, ignoring the men pointing their guns at him, he didn't bother with them as they would drop dead any minute.“I want to a private talk with Luke man.” These words infuriated the auctioneer, he fists his palm, holding back from taking any action just yet.“If you're here to cause distractions, then I'll have to es
Zoey's p.o.vCamila and I arrived at the mall, doing some shopping might help ease the tension in her heart. It's weekend and Adriano is with his grandparents, so I have all the time to myself.“How do I look.” Camila chirped, her love for shopping is beyond me. I guess I did the right thing by bringing here, she looked more relaxed and worry free.I scan the dress she was trying out, it was a blue floral print dress, bra cups hugging her boobs, with that, there's no need for a bra. It's an off shoulder short sleeve dress, the neckline having a little slit between the breast area, exposing a bit of cleavage.“Absolutely beautiful.” I commented, the dress fits her so perfectly. This is the first dress that is to my liking, Camila seem to agree me as she was smiling in approval.“I know right, it's my perfect fit.” She did a swirl around in front of the full-length mirror, checking the back side.“I should go try the others out.” She hurried back inside the dress room. I chuckled at her
Melanie’s POVI woke up tangled up in Adriano’s arms, feeling deliciously sore.Last night was hands down, the best night of my life. It turned out that, Adriano was an insatiable beast in the sheets judging by the number of times we had sex. At some point, I even stopped counting my orgasms.I wasn’t a virgin, but being with the way, Adriano handled me, I might as well have been one.I felt a kiss on my head.“Good morning, little nurse,” he said in his hoarse morning voice.“Good morning,” I replied. “I’m going to need a lot of coffee to get through this day.”“Why?” he asked.“Because a certain young man couldn’t get his hands off me long enough for me to get a decent amount of sleep,” I said.“I’m not going to apologize for that, little nurse, because you enjoyed every single moment of it,” he said.That’s right. I did.“Do you want to call in sick from work today?”
Melanie’s POVAdriano’s lips were on mine, warm and commanding, and every time they moved, I felt like I was unraveling piece by piece. His hand slid up my back, strong and steady, pulling me closer until there was no space between us. The soft leather of the couch pressed against my skin, cool and grounding, but it did nothing to calm the storm inside me.I opened my eyes for a moment, catching a glimpse of him. His sharp jawline, the dark stubble brushing against my skin, and the intensity in his gaze always made me feel like I was the only thing in his world.I could barely breathe, but I didn’t care. Every kiss was like a promise, dark, intense, and utterly consuming. His fingers tangled in my hair, tugging gently as he tilted my head back, exposing my neck to him. He trailed kisses along my jawline, slow and deliberate, his breath hot against my skin. I arched into him, my fingers clutching at his shoulders as his lips trailed
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