Lorenzo The day drags itself painfully. Every minute,the only thing I think about is Megan and how to get her out of there.After securing the shipment, Hunter informed me that we would do a transaction at a location of his choice.The shipment in exchange for Megan.I am no fool to believe his bullshit. After double crossing him, he will definitely retaliate. The most probable way is getting the shipment back then killing Megan to get back at me. He knows I am desperate to save her and he is going to use that to hís advantage.I also know that if I want my woman alive, I need to make the first move and rescue Megan then get rid of that fucker.I have been trying to locate his hideout and so far, I have no positive news. It's like the bastard disappeared from Chicago. I know better than to assume that. The rat Is just so good at hiding.I can't concentrate on anything. I don't think I will until I get her back. When my office door creaks open, Hugo enters with a careful look on his f
MeganI have been in and out of consciousness these past hours. I don't know if it's blood loss or hunger. That bastard has denied giving me food and water.My throat is parched, and I can feel the headache pounding through my head.My vision is blurry. Everything is blurry and dark. I'm trying to look around, but I can't see a thing.The place reeks of mold and the musty smell of water and urine.I don't know what he has planned for me.What he will do to me.He said something about me being his plaything after he kills Lorenzo. I don't know if Lorenzo has realized that I am missing. He probably has already received a message from that crazy bastard. He did say something about striking a deal with Lorenzo. I don't know something about a shipment. A deal he plans not to honor but use as a trap to kill Lorenzo. Oh God! I hope Lorenzo doesn't fall for his plot. That will be like delivering himself on a silver platter. Yet the hope of leaving here alive has not left me. Now, my head i
I stretch my arms over my head, wiggling my toes as a yawn escapes my lips. My body is sore ànd everything ache in the most delicious way. Then it clicks in my head, a realisation that has me sitting up in bed with a jerk. This isn't mine ànd Javier's room and definitely the man with me last night wasn't my husband. Well, ex-husband because he served me divorce papers on our third wedding anniversary. My eyes scan the room ànd nothing seems familiar about it, not until a hauntingly familiar voice jerks in my brain. " I thought you'd want to sleep in some more considering what happened last night." My heart race and my breathing quicken. I will myself not to look at the direction of the voice . But, against my better judgement, I do and holy crap! I am immediately mesmerised by the sight before me. Lorenzo stands at the entrance of the bathroom clad in nothing but a towel loosely tied around his waist. My eyes land on his lips and goddess! I can't forget how those sinful lip
I step out of my car and out on my mask. I have a cap covering my hair and dark shades on before I make my way to the hospital entrance.It's been three days since the news of my divorce and my father's losing his company made the headlines.The media has been camping outside the hospital and I don't need anyone to brief me on who they plan to attack with questions.It's been three exhausting days of trying to run around asking my father's friends for help to pay his surgery fee.Guess what, they decided to kick us when we were already drowning. I am not stupid enough not to realise that Javier has a hand in this. Especially not after he took over the company, fired the loyal workers and terminated a few contracts with my father's supporters.The company has been in uproar while I have to sit and watch as he messes up my father's lifetime hard work.Sneaking into the hospital, I push the door to my father's room. My eyes widen and horror grips me when I spot a familiar silhouette hove
Lorenzo povI watch as her eyes widen in shock before something clouds those beautiful brown orbs. Is that shame I saw? Definitely. " You should leave too. " She says standing on her feet. Her innocent eyes look anywhere but my face. I can see she is broken, shattered even. But who wouldn't after what that scum of an ex- husband subject her to. I am usually not a compassionate person. I don't like my women weak and fragile but something about this woman stirs something deep within me. She has always had that ability since the first time I laid my eyes on her six years ago. Something about her pulls me to her, like how a moth is attracted to light. I want to pull her in my arms and comfort her. Casting one last glance at her, I walk out and head towards the reception. I make to pass when I hear the nurses gossip about Megan. " I heard she slept with an escort. That's why her husband dumped her. "" With a good man like Mr Massimo, why would she need to bed a gigolo? It's disgu
Megan POVHe smirks, his eyes settled on my face." Yes, Megan. What do yóu think about becoming my wife?"His voice is calm. Too calm I'd say for my racing heart." But I was..."" You were considering Javier's proposal? To be a mistress?" Something dangerous flashes in his eyes before it disappears and is replaced by a not so pleasant smile." That's not it." Composing myself, I defend." Oh!" Now he looks amused. " Then what is it, Megan?"He asks.Damn! My name sounds so pleasant rolling off his tongue." You don't mind I was married to your nephew?"I mean, this man is Lorenzo Massimo. He is the dream guy of every woman out there. He is rich , tall, powerful and handsome and I am just a divorced woman with a soiled reputation and a financial wreck.He shrugs, a ghost of a smile appearing at the corners of his lips. " If I did, you would not have been here, and we wouldn't be having this conversation."" Besides, we already slept together. What's there to care about anymore."I bl
I look at the woman reflected in the mirror ànd I can't help but smile to myself.Today is Lorenzo's grandfather's birthday party and I will be accompanying him to meet his family.It's crazy how despite being married to Javier, he never took me to hís parents. Anytime there was an occasion or an event, he would give excuses. Sometimes, my sister would go as hís plus one.I must really have been blind to ignore the red flags. He would always say that his family is complicated and that keeping me away from them was protecting me.I believed him ànd never questioned shit. Now, I realize those two started sleeping together behind my back for a long time. A pair of a cheating bastard and a conniving bitch. They deserve each other.Lorenzo didn't hesitate to take me to meet his family despite our marriage being fake. The way he looks at me makes me want to just pull down my pants and let him explore my candy shop.He has however kept his distance since I signed the papers. Ofcourse, I have
Javier looks at me, then to Lorenzo in utter shock. Do I have to say I enjoy the look on his face? If we weren't standing at the entrance of Lorenzo’s family house, I would have burst out laughing. “ What nonsense, uncle? Meghan is my wife.” Javier whispers, his jaws clenched. “I don't think so, homeboy. Last time I checked, you two are divorced.” Lorenzo States as a matter of fact, a grin on his face. He seems to be enjoying making Javier uncomfortable more than I expected. “ Since Megan is a free woman, I made her mine. So, back off little boy.” Lorenzo says, holding Javier's shirt and straightening it. “ Shall we, My lady?” He asks with a bewitching smile. He offers me his hand which I take. I don't spare Javier another glance as we step inside the huge magnificent living room. My eyes scan the room and I am not surprised to see my sister sitting shamelessly next to a middle-aged woman. “ Megan, what are you doing here?” Unlike Javier, Sophia is more composed as she asks.
MeganI have been in and out of consciousness these past hours. I don't know if it's blood loss or hunger. That bastard has denied giving me food and water.My throat is parched, and I can feel the headache pounding through my head.My vision is blurry. Everything is blurry and dark. I'm trying to look around, but I can't see a thing.The place reeks of mold and the musty smell of water and urine.I don't know what he has planned for me.What he will do to me.He said something about me being his plaything after he kills Lorenzo. I don't know if Lorenzo has realized that I am missing. He probably has already received a message from that crazy bastard. He did say something about striking a deal with Lorenzo. I don't know something about a shipment. A deal he plans not to honor but use as a trap to kill Lorenzo. Oh God! I hope Lorenzo doesn't fall for his plot. That will be like delivering himself on a silver platter. Yet the hope of leaving here alive has not left me. Now, my head i
Lorenzo The day drags itself painfully. Every minute,the only thing I think about is Megan and how to get her out of there.After securing the shipment, Hunter informed me that we would do a transaction at a location of his choice.The shipment in exchange for Megan.I am no fool to believe his bullshit. After double crossing him, he will definitely retaliate. The most probable way is getting the shipment back then killing Megan to get back at me. He knows I am desperate to save her and he is going to use that to hís advantage.I also know that if I want my woman alive, I need to make the first move and rescue Megan then get rid of that fucker.I have been trying to locate his hideout and so far, I have no positive news. It's like the bastard disappeared from Chicago. I know better than to assume that. The rat Is just so good at hiding.I can't concentrate on anything. I don't think I will until I get her back. When my office door creaks open, Hugo enters with a careful look on his f
“ What happened?” Hugo asks from besides me, maybe after sensing my change in mood. I lift my face to stare at him, enunciating every word, “ They have Megan.”The words leave a bitter aftertaste in my mouth and I suddenly feel like I can't breath. “ What? Who has her?” Gino asks this time and I clench my fists, my nails almost drawing blood. “ That bloody asshole Hunter. He wants his shipment in exchange of her.” I answer his query. Gino face hardens and a darkness I am so familiar with clogs his eyes. “ That means…” I nod, not needing him to finish his statement. That pussy knows that I sold him out to the feds and used Megan to threaten me. Without a word, Hugo makes a call and we both turn to look at him, hopefully. That hope however is shattered a moment later when he shakes his head. “ Our contact said they can't do shit. The operation is down as planned.” I punch the steering wheel in frustration. “ I can't fucking lose her, man.” A line tear slips past my eyes. If the
MeganWhen I open my eyes again, there are no more gunshot sounds. On the contrary, haunting silence accompanied by wave sounds resonate. I survey my surroundings and a realisation hits my senses; I have been kidnapped. The fading blue paint on the walls is peeling and the floor seems like it could use some cleaning services. My hands are chained above me and I am in a kneeling position. I am half naked with only my panties and bra. I hiss when I try to frown and that's when I feel it, the swelling on my face. Seems like someone had some fun punching my face with how much pain I feel. My eyes trace my thigh covered legs and that's when I notice the blood soaked cloth tied around my waist. I try to shift around and I feel no discomfort between my legs. A sign escapes my lips. I don't know if I should be thankful that no one touched me or pray they don't do that soon. This time, I have a feeling that Harriet nor my evil sister are involved in this. Those gunshots I heard before I
MeganI cast one last glance at my choice of outfit today and smile in satisfaction. Clutching my purse, I collect my brown envelope and start walking downstairs. My father is settled in the sitting room reading his daily dose of newspapers. My footsteps alert him and he looks up,acknowledging me with a smile. “Are you sure about this?” He asks and I nod, walking to peck him on the cheeks. “Definitely I'm going to prove to you that I can get a job and be an independent woman.” I reply and he gives me a smile. “I know my daughter is capable. That goes without saying.” He says pride evident on his face. I'll see you in the evening.” I announce and start making my exit. “Good luck Megan,” my father shouts from behind me and I smile. It's been two days since Lorenzo left our house. That asshole had the guts to come here and behave like he didn't ignore me like a plague when I went looking for him. His reactions made me sure of one thing; Lorenzo feels nothing for me. The little bu
LorenzoAfter getting that disturbing package the only thing I could think about was Megan.I left the office in a hurry. Hugo tried stopping me, reminding me that I might just be paranoid, and, even if this so-called secret the sender was talking about was Megan, I was only going to make things worse by visiting her. I didn't care. I only wanted to see my baby doll and make sure that she is safe. So, here I am standing at the front porch of their house and ringing the bell. This is something I never thought I'd do yet here I am. Maybe Hugo is right. I fucking care too much about Megan that it is showing to my enemies. The door opens a minute later and my baby doll's eyes widen when she sees me. I offer her a smile but her face remains rigid, shocked perhaps. “What are you doing here Lorenzo?" she asks, her eyes darting around and looking behind her. Something tugs inside me after hearing her question but I school my emotions and smile even wider. “I came to see you of course.”
LorenzoThe old man was right about one thing ;bastard or not,I am still a massimo. The Massimo blood pumps through my veins. Whining like a child is not something I am expected to do. That doesn't mean I am forgiving him for making me look like an idiot. Maybe my life is messed up, maybe it has been one fat lie but there's something I am never going to allow and that is letting Javier take over the family business. I’d be doomed to do that. Besides,that fucktard can't manage his life. How can he manage an Empire like the masimo family business? It's not only about the shipping company but the hundreds of businesses under the family. If grandfather makes the mistake of making him the head of the family,that will be signing a contract to downfall. While I can still manage myself with my side businesses under my name, what will happen to the men I have been working with over the years?They don't deserve any of that and that's why I am here, ready to start a new day at my office. Th
Megan povI sit at the back porch sipping my afternoon tea. My mind wanders off to the last night I spent with Lorenzo. The dinner was a mess to say the least. After getting a phone call,he didn't even have the decency to send me home. He shoved me inside a taxi. The drive back to the house was haunting. I could not stop wondering if I did something to piss him off. Then he came back in the middle of the night, looking like a lost child and asked me to make him forget. One look at him and I could tell that something was terribly wrong, so when he made that request,I obliged. The fact that he came to me and not to his strip club or went drinking made me think that I was somehow valued. How wrong he proved me afterwards. The following day,I decided to check up on him,but all my calls and messages went unanswered. I even went an extra mile to visit him at the office but Hugo stopped me. He didn't even allow me to see him. I have never felt so useless as I did that day. Yes, I drove ba
Have you ever watched life make a fool out of you? Or should I say the people closest to you treat you like one? Have you ever watched your life crumble and fall apart? Because that's what is happening to me. The man I called my father all my life happens to be my brother and the grandfather I have respected turns out to be my father. I don't know why they thought that they could keep this secret from me all my life. I don't care about the reasons they had. The truth is,they have fucked up with my life. I am not who I have always thought I am. It's been three days since Harriet whispered the secret to me. If she meant to break me, then congratulations to her,she has successfully done it. I feel like shit and I have been acting the part. It's my third day without leaving my office, not doing anything constructive other than drinking a bottle of vodka, one after another. Hugo has become like a shadow, always hovering around me and trying to figure out if I am okay or not. I haven't