(No one's POV)
'I could not be weak at this moment.I need to find a way and escape.'
Wondering with fear engulfing her body, Stella came out of the wash room. Ever since Max left she had been fighting with her determination to go out. She wished to make a bold move and find a way to leave this mansion.
Earlier, soon after his leave, she sneaked out of the room. And it surprised her as there was not even one man guarding the door.
She was their threat. Stella Miller was the daughter of Mafia Lord, Lucifer Miller. How on land could he leave her in the room all by herself? He did not even leave a single man outside her door.
To her surprise, the room was not locked from outside neither she could hear a sound coming from outside.
Had he underestimated her that much?
"Huh I don't know what is playing
(Stella's point of view)His eyes held mine while he sat like a sculpture on a huge chair that looked more like a throne to a king. My heart raced as though it was the last chance for it to beat. I can see nothing but a tinge of disappointment in his eyes.He must not have expected me here. Neither did I. I just wanted to run away from this place but the crisscrossed corridors brought me up till here."Come on brother, tell me what would you do to her? I hope you can see she easily came here without getting lost in the mansion as if she knew about your house well. Now don't you think this is not innocent at all... Or do you still have something to say in her support." Maria made it look like I knew this place when I didn't.It was just that I was trying to escape but looked like my destiny again threw me at his Mercy.I wanted t
(Recommended for 16+ audience)The turn of events in her life was awfully distressing. Stella had never in her wildest dreams thought that her happy joyful life would turn into nothing within a blink of an eye.She was happy with her life, separated from her mafia king father's realm, into a farther place where he could never reach her. She had thought he would never interfere in her life as long as she stayed away from him albeit, despite of her every freaking attempt she anyway found herself in the world her father ruled, and as a pawn that could be used at any time.Her eyes watered with every new thought striking her mind. She wondered about her boyfriend, who did not act like her boyfriend any more. They had not separated from each other officially. They had it broke up at all still, he acted absurd and pathetic towards her.If it was has not been the tinge of angst in hi
(Recommend for 18+ audience)"What?" Serenity long left her senses, Stella awfully gaped at his facade as if he was not a human but an unidentified creature with disgusting features.She held her heart with both her hands in an attempt to stop it thumping so loudly as she watched him passing her a curt smile along with the light move of his shoulders, "Yes, you heard me, Stella. I want you to strip. So please, strip for me." he simply reiterated his words like it was no big deal.He did but care who she was. From the amused look of his face, it was hard to comprehend whether he really meant what he said or he was just speaking phrases in the air for fun!Her heart beats increased with every new second that passed. Alas with the passing time Stella only found it hard to cope with the situation, "I need to use the wash room." in order to avoid his intense looks, she excused.
Her eyes went to the size of saucers when he revealed his real self to her. Words ditched her throat to come out. She cursed herself for putting herself into this hell.She was stuck with a trafficker disguised as a heart throb businessman. If it hasn’t been important then she had not decided to give herself to him. But the beast was high on his desires and her body was doing no good to her either, it was reacting to his touch and dirty talks.Stella felt her thighs getting wet due to this inane action. She was hard, so very hard the knot that had formed in her stomach erupted, making her feel another orgasm in a row.He pushed her against the couch, her lower body on the floor while her upper body pressed against the couch. He spread her legs wide and pressed there hard, the bones of his palm massaging her. Stella was mindless, completely under his control.&n
***Seven years old, Stella was playing in the garden before her massive mansion with toys and her little puppy. The place was prestigious and surrounded by guards looking after her and her arrogant brother Charlie, a nineteen years old brat, was sitting nearby on a chair watching porn videos." Hey doodle come here don't go there " She ran behind her little pup who ran in the direction where her brother was sitting.The Little puppy jumped on her brother's lap barking in his baby pup tone with so much zeal as though wanting to play with him. However, being unfortunate and to his bad luck, the cell phone slipped from his hands and fell on the ground."My phone! What the heck how dare this little piece of shit do that! " He held the pup in the mid air by the back of his head and threw him on the ground mercilessly."Doodle!" She gr
(No one's POV)"Aahh!" Stella cried in pain as the pain in her back hit another level of agony. She hit the soft mattress with a force that eventually made it seem hard and hurt her. He literally threw her like a stinking sack.It felt like thousands of needles had pinched into her back at the same time and right in the same place one by one. She wriggled on the bed and the tears started flowing from her eyes in a queue.After seeing all these things still his heart did not melt and he just dashed out of the room instead of checking whether she was severely hurt or not.'You lost Stella... You lost to him.'A lone tear cascaded down her eye while she continued to wriggle there holding her stomach tight as she clutched the cloth of the shirt from her belly into her tight fists while her teeth clenched together trying to tolerate the pain that was rising i
Her words were like burning coal that was put on Max's heart. She is the sister to the criminal Charlie Miller, his baby doll's freaking nightmarish ex-boyfriend, Whom Max had been searching in every possible place on earth but it seemed that he had hidden himself in the abyss of hell.The pain in his heart kept increasing... increasing in a manner that the wine glass he was holding in his hand smashed into tiniest pieces. Some of them pricked his skin but it was baffling to recognize that he sat rigid in his place as if he did not care. As if the pain was nothing.The pain in his palm was a thousand times lesser than what he was feeling. Max grunted fisting his bloody fingers together into a ball and smacked it on the wall of his study, "Damn it!" he hissed as the hollowness inside him did not let him stay at peace."Max!!!" he came out of his lost world when someone planted a hard slap on his
" Leave me... Please lea-leave me, Max! I don't know any.. Anything. Please " Stella pleaded and cried and struggled in her dizzy state.Nonetheless there was not even a single person who could listen to her painful and attempting cries. Though he was standing precisely besides her watching her fidget under the ropes yet he uttered no word that could soothe her.Yes she was roped tightly in a wooden chair. From her hands to her legs, she was fastened in the seat helplessly that she could not even move her limbs to her own accord. Maria wanted to see her suffer. She wanted to make the Miller Blood cry and scream in the same way she had felt and endured.And to increase the level of torture, Maria ordered Kevin to use rusted old decaying rope so that her skin would catch an infection like she had when her blo
Five months ago,Stella opened her eyes with a yawn. She felt suffocated and something heavy resting upon her body. Her lips tiringly smiled travelling her fingers over her chest and caressing the face of her husband, "Max," She roamed her fingers in his hair. It was Max sleeping on her chest hugging her body.Yes, Stella and Max were now married. They were happily married for three months now.After that ungrateful night, Stella took her own time getting over the affecting loss of her father and brother's death. No matter how cruel and scary they were, they were still her family. She never learned how to hate people or else she would also have hated them for being themselves!Never mind, it was now in the past. What stayed in the present was her life now.She ran her palm on his bare back. Max stirred in his sleep. He moved his head and inched forward near her
78Max's POVWe entered the mansion quite secretly without having the guards know about it. Malik, with half of the people, stayed back at the entrance of the second floor as I covered the further distance with the remaining people. It was my war and that being the case, I moved forward.We encountered three guards on my way who were handled by my people while I walked further. Stella was kept in the third room toward the end of the corridor from that side, so I was supposed to rush from this end to the other end, "Stay back," I eyed one of my mates as I leaned against the wall and surveyed the scene across us.I was left in shock when I found the area clear as heck. There was no dog as said by Kevin guarding in the corridor at all. It was totally clear."Stay here, I will go and see..." I hurried my steps going toward the door belonging to the roo
Saturday,In the morning,Along with a team of trusted men, Max left for the New York Airport. He disguised himself as an old obese man with pepper and salty hair. His stubble was completely shaved and a fake mustache put on. The others have disguised themselves too, that is because from the police officers to the security guards at the airport had links with the mafia boss. Max could not risk himself to be seen by them.They sat in different corners in the waiting lounge until their flight was announced. Although Malik could use his private jet but he preferred to play the fair game as there was a chance that the mafia king's secret spies would be keeping an eye on him and all the other strong personalities in the underworld in order to know who was their friend and who was the enemy. And since he was playing the role of the mafia Lord's friend, there was no way he would come in front of him as an enemy.
Max's internal body clock and the full moon shining its light through the massive window of his bedroom told him that it was the middle of the night. He was past that feeling of being insecure and scared for Stella's whereabouts and condition. He was tired but not sleepy. His eyes silently stared at the dull and yellowish pale looking ceiling between his soundless respiration.He was thinking about their future. His future, his sister's, Stella's and obviously Kevin's. They have come a long way ahead now, and there was no going back either. After years of struggling, he was finally getting the chance to meet the bastard boss of the underworld who was now as weak as Voldemort was toward the end of the Harry Potter series.Lucifer Miller was powerless. Everything from him was snatched away. He was just left a boss in name!Max blinked his eyelids thinking about th
Friday,In the night,"You bitch!" Lucifer Miller shook in anger, he elevated his right leg and kicked his shoe hard on her nose. "How dare you!" The kick made Stella dizzily blink her eyes before she fell back on the floor along with the chair and her eyes closed.The camera ripped off from her fainted body and focused on the cruel Boss's face, "Max Stokes... Nice game. I am impressed by your come back but I am afraid my daughter's treason has fueled up my anger, so if you don't want me to hurt her, come out of your shell and see me. Let's talk it out— face to face." Lucifer Miller pressed the tip of his shoe on Stella's cheek. He let out a satanic laugh and spit on her face doing everything that would enrage Max. ***" This video was shot on Wednesday, we got it today though! " Kevin announced looking in the direction of the couch."A
Stella's point of view...*I was walking on a lonely road that was fogged with smoke. Nothing could be seen except a narrow path that stretched forward. I walked and walked unless I came across a spot, and gasped.I saw myself engulfed in Max's arms. We were standing right at the spot where I shot him in that silent and empty area."Max, no! Please don't make me do it." It did not take me a moment to realize that I was taken into the past to watch the same scene where I lost him forever.He smiled pressing his chin on my head and whispered, "Do it Stella. You will have to do it. Remember, it is for the good." As soon as he finished that statement, *shot* I gasped holding my mouth as his head fell back before he detached from my body.I was rooted to my spot. Neither could I move nor take a breath. I wanted to go there and save M
The days kept rolling by. Stella's condition kept falling and worsening with each day. Nelson who was taking care of her in his mansion completely went off track. He could not concentrate on his own company, let alone the management of Array & Thrice.The shares of his business kept falling in the market, there was no one who was willing to invest in his company nor help him in this time of crisis. Even the ones who were investing in Lucifer Miller's companies and businesses raised their hands and backed out."This is ridiculous! Within my rule for thirty years, I never faced this situation. I am losing my grip in the underworld one by one. If this keeps going on then we will be bankrupted within no time." The most feared mafia lord spoke like a helpless damsel in distress.His head adorned creases of worry while the three important men around him looked at the very files spread on the cir
Nelson's POV"Nelson please, don't go. Just stay with me. Please.""I am here with you, Stella. Let me just go and see your father. I swear I will be back soon." I put her to bed and covered her with the blanket.I don't want to say but honestly this crap has got on my nerves now. Stella and her visions are pathetic. After Max Stokes' death she has drastically fallen sick, and everywhere she just hallucinates him."Please be back soon.""I swear I will be. Just give me a minute." I had to force a smile even when I didn't feel like smiling at her.This was really something I was doing against my will. Having kissed her on the forehead, I moved out of her room, "Jeeez!" as soon as I was out, my mouth twisted and I cursed my ungrateful destiny.I thought after Max Stokes' death I would be able to enjoy my life wit
2 MONTHS LATER..."What the heck is this Mia, haven't I told you not to bring up his topic again!"... Throwing the cup of coffee over the poor secretary's white shirt, the new boss screamed, banging his hands on the table."He is DEAD. Now I am your boss... Nelson Mendez is your boss. So just do as I say and dare I hear his name in this organization again." the new boss fumed in exasperation."I am... I am sorry Sir... I will get the changes made. Excuse me"... Poor Mia, Max's once beautiful and talented secretary spoke in low tone sprinting out of the glass door.After she left Nelson huffed a sigh and looked at the file in his front.It has been two months to Max's death. Ever since then, everything he owned was transferred in the name of a new boss, Nelson Mendez, who was none other than the mafia king's one of the doggie-like loyal