AMELIA'S POV CHAPTER 15. I sighed in exhaustion as I flipped the pages of the document, ensuring that there were no mistakes in my arrangement. When I was done with that, I put the document down, pushing it to the side as I focused on my screen instead. I was busy all through the day, fixing Mr Alessandro's schedules and meetings. This man was fully packed! "How does he even manage to get the needed rest if this is how he works every time?" I couldn't help but ask myself in bafflement. Mike had given me an access to what he called CLIENTS' DIAGRAM and I spent a few days going through them thoroughly. If there was one thing that I had learned in the course of my work as Mr Alessandro's secretary, it was that he was going to rely heavily on me for updates regarding these people so it was my duty to ensure that I presented full details about them whenever required. I did notice that these clients were older men and they all seemed to be doing almost the same job with the title "
ALESSANDRO'S POVI was more than excited to have her here with me in my mansion. I had dreamed of this day that I would bring her. I wanted to flaunt my possessions indirectly and I was glad that I got the reaction that I needed off her. Her surprised face every time she saw something unexpected got my soul dancing. I entered the kitchen after changing my clothes. I watched her for a few seconds before deciding to speak so she wouldn't think that I was crazy or being weird. "Settling in?” I asked with a smirk..She stood straight while still holding onto the refrigerator. “Yes, sir. Just… getting a feel for everything.” "Good.I trust you’ll make something… memorable.”I saw her flinched a bit, her eyes darted towards the refrigerator briefly and then they landed on me again. She didn't respond so I pushed my body up from the leaning position that I had placed it at. "Aren't you prepared for tonight, Amelia? Do you need some time?" "Uhm...not really...but kind
AMELIA'S POV.I watched him leave hurriedly with his right-hand man while I tried to come up with a recipe for him. He said I should prepare whatever I deem fit, right? So, I decided to go for something simple. Something that wouldn't put me into trouble or embarrass me. Immediately I turned on the burner, there was thunder from outside and that caused me to frown. I moved closer to the window and pulled the curtains aside. "Oh, it is about to rain?" I mumbled. Maybe if I was fast with preparing the dinner, I could get home before it started. Then I returned to the burner but then turned it off. I wasn't sure if Mr. Alessandro had an allergy or if there was a spice that he didn't like eating, and I figured out it was important that I should know, so I went to look for him. I wasn't sure which path he took because this was a huge mansion, but somehow, I was able to find my way after taking a corner. Something else made me stop halfway with a frown. Mike and Mr. Alessandro were
AMELIA'S POV.The thunder rumbled for what seemed to be the fourth time in a row. I was leaning by the window side, still inside Mr Alessandro's bedroom. I would have preferred taking a walk around the mansion, more like sightseeing but I wasn't in the mood to. My emotions were currently in pieces now and I could hardly think correctly. I expected the rain to stop an hour after it started but to my surprise, for the next three hours, it kept raining heavily. Maybe I wouldn't be able to go home like Mr Alessandro said. Speaking of him, I hadn't seen him since he left hours ago. I guessed he had his business to attend to. A few minutes later, the door opened and he entered with a large tray filled with different meals. I was stunned and walked up to assist him. "Mr Alessandro... where did you..." "It seems like the rain isn't going to stop any moment soon and you must be hungry..."Yes, I was. "So, I had my butler come tonight to prepare the meal. I am a bad cook, and
AMELIA'S POV"Mr...Mr Alessandro...what are you doing?" I asked him and continued moving back until my back hit the wall and I was pinned in between his arms. I sucked my breath in for a few seconds as my imagination ran wild. What was he planning to do? That thing was happening again...the feelings I got when he moved closer to me. His scent was messing with my mind, and I gulped as I could still see his well-toned chest from his half-buttoned shirt. He brought his face closer to mine, and I closed my eyes anxiously, but then the next thing was feeling his breath on my ear instead, causing my tummy to flutter as if I had butterflies in them. "Stop overthinking, Amelia."He took a step back and moved the other way to where his closet was. A few seconds later. He came back and handed a white robe over to me. "I can see that you feel uncomfortable in the shirt I gave you so maybe this will work a bit...more like if it will protect you. I know that you are nervous about the two
CHAPTER 20.ALESSANDRO'S POVHer cries...her whimpersThey woke me up in the middle of the night. I opened my eyes only to see her shaking a bit on the bed while holding the blanket tightly. I got worried and moved her closer to me. It was hard maintaining the physical boundary with her ever since I lay on the bed next to her. I was super happy and I had to bless the universe when the rain started pouring heavily. The thought of having her next to me was making me crazy. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I tried my best to remain sane when I really wanted to devour her. I wanted to kiss those fleshy soft lips of hers and claim her as mine with my bites and touch. When she walked out of the bathroom earlier, I almost went insane. How could I let such a gorgeous angel go? When the thought of someone else being with her before me kind of made me angry but the past was the past. She was mine now and would be no one else's. I had time... enough time and I was going to make it work for b
AMELIA'S POV I arrived at the location where I was supposed to have a meeting with the man named Mayama. The instructions that Mr Alessandro had given me were ringing in my head constantly but because the meeting place wasn't a bad one. It was in public and it wasn't an area that would cover anything bad happening to me. By the time I got there, Mayama had not arrived so I took the time to go through all my points that I was going to give out to Mayama as an excuse as to why Mr Alessandro wouldn't be able to make it. A few minutes later, Mayama arrived with his men, all dressed in black suits. He had his black walking stick to match his outfit, and he looked so grumpy. Maybe that was simply the structure of his face, I concluded. I was able to recognize him because I had seen his picture before. I stood up to notify him of my presence as it seemed like he was looking for me. "Ah, you are here. I wasn't expecting you to come before. It seems like you are taking your work as
CHAPTER 22.THIRD PERSON'S POV.Immediately after Alessandro heard the masculine voice on the other side asking his woman out, he suddenly froze. He had this unsettling feeling right within him and he was almost shaking from anger. He paused in writing and didn't meet Amelia's wandering eyes who seemed to have noticed the change in atmosphere. Alessandro's eyes grew darker within a second and he was holding tightly to his pen. The realization that he might not have been possessive of this woman the way he wanted was killing him.On a date? Who had the audacity? "Uhm, Luca, this is too sudden but let me call you back, okay? I am still at work, or better, I can reply to you through a text message." "You can't turn down this offer, Amelia. You have been turning down my previous offers."Amelia just wanted to get off the phone quickly because she got uncomfortable for reasons best known...to the universe. "Alright, let's talk later."Alessandro's brows furrowed. Did she ju
CHAPTER 53Third Person’s POVThe night was oppressive, shrouded in stillness that mirrored Alessandro’s turmoil. He paced back and forth in the room, his fists clenching and unclenching as he replayed every detail they had uncovered so far. The pieces fit together too perfectly. Mike entered quietly, holding a tablet displaying a map of Zach’s property. “We’ve confirmed increased activity around his house. Guards moving in shifts, additional surveillance. If she’s anywhere, it’s there.”Alessandro stopped pacing, his sharp gaze locking on the screen. “Then we’re done waiting.” "Are you sure about this, Boss?” Mike hesitated. “Zach’s not an idiot. He’ll be prepared.” "If you ever ask that question again until we are done with this, Mike, you'll regret it." He threatened Mike and pushed him out of his way. Alessandro’s jaw tightened, "We move tonight.".....On the other side of the city, Amelia sat in her new prison—a small, sparsely furnished room with a single barred w
CHAPTER 52 “Well, well, what do we have here?”Her blood ran cold. Zach.Amelia’s head snapped around, and her heart sank at the sight of him standing in the doorway, his arms crossed and a cruel smirk on his face. He held a tray of food in one hand, the other casually resting on the doorframe as if he had all the time in the world. "Going somewhere, Amelia?”She didn’t respond, panic surging through her veins. Desperately, she tried to push herself the rest of the way out, her movements frantic now. "Ah, ah, ah,” Zach said, setting the tray down and striding toward her. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”Before she could make it through, he grabbed her ankle, yanking her back into the room. Amelia let out a cry, her fingernails clawing at the windowsill as she tried to hold on, but his grip was too strong. She landed hard on the floor, her breath knocked out of her. "Did you really think you could get away?” Zach loomed over her, his expression dark and unreadab
CHAPTER 51Third Person POV[A few hours before the event] Alessandro paced the length of his office, his jaw tightening with each passing second. The rage simmering beneath his skin had grown unbearable these days. Days had passed, and there was still no sign of Amelia. Every avenue explored, every lead followed, had resulted in a dead end. He wanted to be patient, as he had been for a while,, to receive a call from Zac,h, but there was nothing. If he didn't act fast, the psycho could do something outrageous. He couldn’t sit idly anymore. His fingers drummed against his desk as an idea began to form in his mind. "Mike," Alessandro barked. Mike appeared instantly, standing at attention, ready for his orders. "Accept the invitation for the event. I want to see him. Tonight.”Mike hesitated. “You’re sure about that? He’s not the type to make things easy.” "Neither am I. Knowing how foolish he is, he is likely to want to mock me for what has happened. That way — we can eas
ALESSANDRO'S POVI walked back into the penthouse, my footsteps echoing through the walls of the house, each one heavier than the last. The space that once symbolized my control now felt suffocating, mocking me with its silence. Tossing my jacket onto the sofa, I began pacing, the agitation clawing at my chest.Where was she? Who had taken her?I hated the fact that I was helpless in this situation. I couldn't consider myself anything more than a failure.I ran a hand through my hair, trying to piece together any clue, any sign I might have missed. The questions wouldn’t stop circling my mind, a relentless storm that refused to let me rest. I dropped onto the sofa, elbows on my knees, hands clasped tightly together as I replayed the past few days in my head.Amelia. I could still hear her voice, soft and full of trust. Her smile had a way of easing the darkness in me, but now, the memory of it only made the guilt hit harder. She had trusted me, and I had failed her.I simply failed he
CHAPTER 49Amelia's heart had been racing all night, every sound or movement making her tense, only to realize it was just another trickle of time that passed with no sign of Alessandro.She lifted her head weakly as Zach approached, his footsteps echoing in the silent room. His gaze flickered over her, a look of cruel satisfaction dancing in his eyes as he set the tray down on the small table beside her. “Here,” he said with a mocking grin. “A little something to keep you going. Not that I expect you to enjoy it. I just don't want you to die when it isn't your time to do — yet.”Amelia didn’t move, her eyes locked on him with a mix of fear and defiance. She wasn’t hungry. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever be again. The lack of food or water didn’t matter when all she could think about was Alessandro, and how far away he felt in this moment. "Won't you eat?" Zach asked her. "What if you have poisoned it?" She spat out and Zach chuckled. "That's way too easy to get rid of yo
CHAPTER 48Alessandro's mind raced as he paced the room, his fists clenched by his sides. The phone call he had just finished only amplified his worry. His thoughts were consumed by Amelia, and no matter how hard he tried to push them aside, his fear clawed at him, threatening to break through. For the first time in his life, he had a reason to be this fearful. Every moment that passed without any leads was another moment closer to losing her. The woman who had somehow slipped into his life and captured his heart was now in the hands of someone dangerous. Jack, a tech expert Alessandro had reluctantly called in, sat beside the computer, his fingers dancing over the keyboard. The hum of the machine filled the silence as he worked, the tension thickening in the room. "Where’s the signal coming from?" Alessandro demanded, his voice tight with impatience as he noticed the change on the screen. Jack didn't immediately answer. His eyes stayed glued to the screen as the map flickered
CHAPTER 47Amelia groaned softly, her head pounding as though someone had taken a hammer to her skull. The sharp, scent of the air pricked at her nostrils, and when she tried to move, she realized with a jolt that her arms and legs were restrained. Panic gripped her as her eyes fluttered open to a dimly lit room. She could see her shadow on the concrete walls from a single, bare bulb hanging above her. Her breathing quickened, and her chest heaved as she tugged futilely against the ropes binding her wrists to the chair.Her heart pounded in her chest like a drumbeat, her fear swelling with every passing second. She blinked rapidly, trying to shake off the dizziness and piece together what had happened. The last thing she remembered was standing under the streetlights, crying into her phone while communicating with Luca, and then... a sharp pain, darkness, and now this.Her body trembled, and tears stung her eyes as she scanned the room. There was nothing comforting in her surrounding
CHAPTER 46Amelia’s heart pounded in her chest as she hastily threw on a coat after rummaging her clothes for something. She was going to take a few things with her, but that might cause unnecessary attention, so she overlooked them.The most important thing right now for her was to escape from this premises. She tiptoed out of Alessandro’s bedroom. Her mind was racing. What had she just discovered? Guns. Weapons. And her picture. Was she in danger? Was Alessandro planning something? Was he probably sent after her? She had no time to rationalize her fears. The room had been suffocating, and now all she could think about was getting away.She slipped down the hallway, keeping her movements as quiet as possible while also looking back anxiously. Deep in her heart, she was praying that Alessandro wouldn't get in her way. The penthouse was eerily silent, save for the occasional shuffle of a bodyguard outside. Swallowing her fear, she took a deep breath and approached the nearest guard.
CHAPTER 45The dimly lit room reeked of cigarette smoke and sweat. The tension in the air was suffocating as Zach paced back and forth, his sharp features twisted in fury. The men he had sent to execute the mission stood before him, heads bowed, trembling under his piercing glare. "You had just one job,” Zach growled, his voice low but filled with venom. “One simple job, and you couldn’t even do that right.”One of the men, a wiry figure with a nervous twitch, attempted to speak. “Sir, we didn’t anticipate—” "Didn’t anticipate? Should that word even exist in your dictionary? What's up with you all and anticipation, huh?" Zach snapped, cutting him off. He slammed his fist onto the wooden table, the sound echoing through the room. “Do you think Alessandro gives second chances? Do you think I do?”The man shrank back, his eyes darting nervously to his companions. None of them dared to speak, knowing Zach’s temper could erupt at any moment.Zach leaned forward, his cold, dark eyes