At 18, Genevieve Armani was auctioned off to a 70 year old ruthless mafia Don. Now widowed and set to inherit his fortune three years later, she thinks freedom is finally within reach, until she’s willed to her stepson, Adrian Viktor Visconti. Determined not to be anyone’s property, Genevieve fights to drive Adrian away, but every rebellious act only deepens his obsession. As secrets unravel, will Genevieve reclaim her life, or will Adrian’s dark fascination trap her forever?
Lihat lebih banyakGenevieve froze, her brows furrowing in displeasure at the blatant disrespect, but when she reminded herself of the unfamiliar territory she was in and how she had no idea how things worked here, she decided to relax and simply follow instructions, even if it came from someone who seemed to hate her for no reason.She rose to her feet and looked at the two doors that were positioned side by side in one part of the room, far from the one that looked like it led out of the room.‘’Which of them is the bath—’’ she started to ask, but was cut off almost immediately. ‘’The one on the right,’’ Penelope stated. She pointed at a pile of clothes on one corner of the queen sized bed and said, ‘’Wear that when you are done in the bathroom. I will be waiting here for you.’’Half an hour later, Genevieve stood in front of the mirror, her head tilted sligtly as she studied herself in the mirror. Pale skin from incessant scrubbing for the past half hour, messy red hair pulled into a ponytail, blue
☆☆☆Sixteen-year-old Genevieve knelt in the center of a lavish, princess-like room draped in soft pinks and delicate silks, her trembling hands clutching the satin hem of her dress. Tears blurred her vision as she stared at her mother's almost lifeless body sprawled across the polished marble floor, a crimson pool spreading beneath her like a dark, wilting rose.‘’Go, Eve! Your aunt will be waiting for you at the back entrance. Leave now... before it's too late."Genevieve shook her head vehemently. ‘’No, Mum," she refused. "You are hurt. You have been shot. I can't leave you alone here until the doctor arrives.'’‘’No…’’ A splutter of coughs rented the air, followed by the racking sound of Genevieve's sobs, which seemed to be increasing as the seconds passed.‘’Don’t say anything, Mummy. It's only making matters worse…’’The sound of multiple gunshots rented the air, and the words died on Genevieve’s lips. Still numb with shock, she was pushed into the nearest open door, and could o
Genevieve didn't bother trying to decrypt the two word reply she got. "So you are Adrian Viktor Visconti, and you called me Mrs Visconti. Does that mean I am... your wife?""No, it means that you are now his mom. And you are my wife."Genevieve's heart sank, and a wave of disappointment washed over her from head to toe. Because the reply to her question didn't come from the breathtakingly gorgeous man in front of her, but from behind her. She turned to see who it was.And there, standing just a few metres away from her, was an old man with shrewd eyes and a head of completely gray hair, who, though he looked like he was well on his way to the grave, also bore an uncanny resemblance in physique and facial structure to Adrian Viktor Viskonti.Here, she was standing between her new husband and stepson. Both of them much older than she was."I'm dead," she breathed. Not only was she bought by a terrifying man who came from a formidable family she would find it hard to carry out her plan
Genevieve's face blanched at the words she just heard. She blinked rapidly and convinced herself her brain must be having issues comprehending what the words meant.Then she shut her eyes tightly for the next several seconds waiting, in vain, for the voice of the bald auctioneer to call her ‘bitch’ and command her to open her eyes. That she had been bought and she had to come with him to his office!Why not? This... scene playing before her had to be a dream. There was no other reason someone who was alive and standing beside her one second would end up dead in the very next second. Her doubt, however, wasn’t because this was her first time losing someone in the twinkling of an eye—she had experienced more than a normal human fair share of that, even at her young age—but because this was her first time seeing it happen for the stupidiest reason ever.‘’Open your eyes, Principessa,’’ a cold voice, which she now recognised as that of the handsome man, echoed in her ears. ‘’I’m done. U
‘’Welcome, Ladies and Gentlemen, to the most awaited section of tonight’s event. You would want to hear this,’’ the auctioneer’s voice echoed through the quiet hall, his eyes sweeping through the dimly lit space. ‘’Up next is the virgin #27, the last item on sale for tonight.’’ He paused, admiring the temporary hold he had on these powerful people that surrounded him, and cleared his throat before continuing, ‘’As we all know, the best is always saved for the last. What makes this one the best, you may be wondering. Now, let's—" ‘’Just get to the point, Reynold, will you?! We've not got all night to waste in this place,’’ he was cut off by the sound of someone yelling from the crowd, making him adjust his posture. "Aye, Aye," he began, "First of all, she fits the pre-ordered description many of you dropped before tonight. What do i mean? She’s a redhead, soft hair you can yank back when you uh…’’ he chuckled, and similar sounds accompanied his from around the hall. ‘’You know wha
‘’Welcome, Ladies and Gentlemen, to the most awaited section of tonight’s event. You would want to hear this,’’ the auctioneer’s voice echoed through the quiet hall, his eyes sweeping through the dimly lit space. ‘’Up next is the virgin #27, the last item on sale for tonight.’’ He paused, admiring the temporary hold he had on these powerful people that surrounded him, and cleared his throat before continuing, ‘’As we all know, the best is always saved for the last. What makes this one the best, you may be wondering. Now, let's—" ‘’Just get to the point, Reynold, will you?! We've not got all night to waste in this place,’’ he was cut off by the sound of someone yelling from the crowd, making him adjust his posture. "Aye, Aye," he began, "First of all, she fits the pre-ordered description many of you dropped before tonight. What do i mean? She’s a redhead, soft hair you can yank back when you uh…’’ he chuckled, and similar sounds accompanied his from around the hall. ‘’You know wha...
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