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The night had spread her wings upon New York and for some reason I had never seen such beautiful night before. Leaving my own party when it had just started didn't surprise anyone. it wasn't the first time I acted irrationally. But then I am the boss so... Who is going to scowl me for doing so?I thanked everyone from coming and said good bye to some of my mafia allies to show the they were getting the special treatment they deserved. My heart was pounding against my chest and excitement had filled my lungs and warmed my soul. I was like a kid waiting for the ice cream van. Waiting so I can get a taste of that ice cream, I craved for. And God knows how much I wanted to lick it... My mind got dirtier by the second as I observed her sitting by Brandon's side and whispering things to his ear making him laugh. But even when her lips where touching his earlobe, her eyes were on me. Our glares sharing the dirtiest of messages among the dancing crowd. Once she leaned to his ear and r
*Alexis* Covering myself with this tiny little black robe was a challenge to say the least. I sat on the passenger's seat, legs closed, hands on myself and starring out the window. I was drained from our previous activities and didn't have the courage to play with him more at the moment. Tilting my head back on the seat, I felt my eyelids getting heavier. And then after some minutes everything went dark.... An hour and more may have passed because when I slightly opened my eyes, the sky was black as a crow. And the night breeze was carelessly attacking my skin, making me shiver a bit. It took some time to regain my consciousness and realize that I was being carried. Not wanting him to know I was awake, I didn't move and closed my eyes, pretending I was still asleep. His breathing was calm and his heartbeat was a lullaby. I heard some of his men, talking to him but he immediately shut them off and proceeded on walking. From what I heard, we entered an elevator. Probably to go to his
*Zayn* Her body was the sea and I wanted to be lost in it. I wanted to feel her skin against mine. I wrapped my hands around her waist, her hands remaining on my neck as the water fell on us. I stroke her hair back before pulling her in for a kiss. And this time it was different, she felt it too. The kiss was passionate yet gentle. Our tongues not fighting for dominance but completing each other movements in perfect harmony. Our breaths blending together and our bodies following. Picking her up, she wrapped her legs around my waist. Not breaking the kiss, I pinned her to the wall and she arched her back as her skin touched the cold marble wall. Running my hand on her thigh, she left a moan in my mouth. Spreading her legs a little more, I gently went all in. She moaned harder this time breaking the kiss and tilting her head back, giving me access to her neck. I kissed her roughly, sucking her as she ran her hands through my hair. I marked her neck and then moved to her breast, thru
*Alexis* This weekend with Zayn had been absolutely great. After our interesting night at his shower, we fell asleep cuddling while talking about past sexual experiences. Sunday, Zayn decided to go big as he took me out for dinner on his yatch. It was extremely romantic and we both laughed about how this was not us. Cheesy and clingy like the movies. We dined with the stars keeping us company and then fucked on every single spot on the yacht until morning. On the porch, the captain wheel, the bedroom. Everywhere we looked memories of a steamy night filled our minds. We couldn't get enough of each other. My legs were exhausted and I could nearly walk the next day. Monday came and I skipped work to gather myself and return back to my apartment. Zayn insisted that I stay but he would be in his office all day dealing with the Mexicans so it wouldn't make a change. Of course I didn't tell him that, even though we'd have to talk about it. I added to the talking-to-do list which consisted of
*Alexis* The rest of the week passed stressfully. I was between work and doctors most of the time. Even though my dad said he would handle the paperwork and his appointments on his own, I couldn't not interfere. I needed to meet the doctor and his team and talk him a little business. I wanted his successes and his failures all printed out and in a folder. If any of them was the reason that my dad wouldn't make it, prison would be the next place where they would be found. Today was Friday, last day of the week and the last weekly appointment of my dad where his treatment would be decided and different offers would be suggested. Now I couldn't miss a negotiation, especially with those doctors waiting to drain every dollar on my dad's ban account. It was nearly noon and most people had taken their lunch break to the rooftop canteen, just upstairs from my office. I was still in my chair, working on the Starbucks case. It wasn't something I wasn't able to solve but I needed a distractio
*Alexis*"So you are telling that is preferable that we dive directly into chemo?" I asked, noting down what the doctor said in a small pad I had always with me. "It is, the medicines will only slow the process of the virus spreading but not the results such as its elimination." The doctor explained, continuing to give us more examples of the specific matter. "Can you send me those researches about the kidney's cancer's new treatments discovered. Just to be sure-" I was interrupted by my dad, taking my hand in his."Alexis, there is no need to such things" He said squeezing my hand slightly. How could he not go to such lengths for his life? I would go."Dad" I stopped him before continuing. "This is my email, Doctor Hamilton" I passed him my phone and he noted my email. "I will have sent them to you by tomorrow" He smiled and tossed my phone back to me. I took a deep breath knowing that my dad would be safe in their hands now that I have checked their team myself. Of course I woul
*Alexis* I woke up only to find my bed empty. Zayn wasn't there and I assumed he had left early because of his work. I understood him for wanting to be there but I wanted him to stay. And I know it was stupid to ask that much because.... because he isn't my boyfriend or anything. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom quickly fixing my messy hair on a bun and putting on some sweatpants. I brushed my teeth and was ready to start the day. I couldn't give up. I had to be strong for my company, my dad & myself. I climbed down the stairs and motioned to the kitchen. The smell of freshly baked pancakes welcomed me and my heart skipped a bit seeing a half-naked Zayn cooking. A smile was immediately drawn to my face as I leaned to the doorframe. I observed him a little, taking in this moment. So peaceful. Clearing my throat, I caught his attention and he turned returning my smile. "I didn't know you cooked." I approached the counter to reach him. "Well now you do, princess" He flipp
*Zayn* "Princess!" I shouted climbing up the stairs. I was dressed in a tux brought to me by my men and I unbuttoned it as I walked up the floor. I was taking her to my favorite spot in the city. To the spot where it all started for me. My life here. I wish I could be more patient but this woman was taking forever. And to be honest she didn't need much to look good, she could just come in her pj's and she would still be the most beautiful girl in my world. "Princess!" I shouted once again, approaching the door of the bedroom. She had ordered me to not see her until she was ready. She wanted to surprise me too it seems. But as she didn't reply I thought something happened and I couldn't help but rushing into the room immediately. What I came across was... It was... Words couldn't describe it. She was breathtaking. "Surprise." Her voice deep and sweet welcomed me to the room. "I did a little research and apparently in Italy you are fond of the color red." She posed, moving her hip
Hello my beautiful darlings! Thank you all for showing that much love on my first book EVER! It has been quite the ride writing it and reading your comments and I must say you guys made my boring school nights much more interesting. I felt obligated to explain my choice to end the story in such a way. Through personal experience I have learned that love is one of the most heartbreaking and painful feelings a human can ever experience because it leaves you powerless and vulnerable to a possible destruction. And that's the beauty of it of course, the beauty of living the journey no matter the destination, a journey that consumes you and scars you forever. It is difficult to find the right person with which you will click and feel as if at home. The person who you will not feel ashamed being yourself. The person who will encourage you to own who you are, all your dark parts. Your soulmate. Most of the times people don't get to find this person while they are alive and end up searchi
*Alexis*"I know, baby. But what can I say? I will see you soon though. Take care of Ryan and yourself. Love you. Bye!" I have just arrived in Italy. No suitcase, no baggages, just my purse and that smile that is plastered on my face. I was talking with Jonathan and I know it was horrible lying to him but I couldn't tell him the truth. Maybe it was selfish but... Walking out of the airport to the lobby room where people were expecting their beloveds ones, I saw a man holding a card with my name on it. I approached him and he escorted me to the black SUV which was parked outside. Two other cars following us packed with men."Your protection miss Alessandro." He confirmed while I was putting my seatbelt on. I hadn't changed my last name, didn't want to and fortunately Jonathan was okay with that. Only if he knew the reason... The reason that to this day is that only one man would have the luxury of doing that. And I would adore the way it would sounded. Alexis Valentine. "You have a s
*10 years later* *Alexis and Zayn have broken up and they haven't spoken since then* *Alexis*"Jonathan!" I called from where I stood in the kitchen. He rushed into the room, approaching me. It was currently 8AM in the morning and we were all preparing for work and school. Me and Jonathan are now married and we have a beautiful six year old son named Ryan. Those two boys saved me from waiting that promise to be fulfilled and do nothing else with my life. Now they are my life. "Can you pick Ryan up from school today? I have a conference meeting and I will be late." I said putting some coffee in my mouth. "Sure, my love." He wrapped a hand around my waist, stealing a kiss from me. "You're beautiful." He kissed me once again, before the little devil stepped into the kitchen. "Ewww don't." Ryan screamed and we laughed backing away from each other. "You know you're lucky you're not old enough to teach you how babies are made." Jonathan took himinto his arms, lifting him up. I chuckl
*Zayn*"The Italian mafia is grateful for your help, Ivan." I patted his shoulder and he chuckled taking a sip of his scotch. It had been a while since I had last seen Alexis and my eyes trailed off to the room searching for her. When I had gone over it twice and didn't find her... my heart started racing. I excused myself fromthe conversation and eased my nervousness with optimistic thoughts such as the possibility of her being in the ladies room or sleeping upstairs in our room. I hoped but hopes never truly match the raw character of reality. I saw my step mother entering the ball room, the colour on her face to was drained away. Her eyes going over the people in the room, searching for someone when they eventually landed on me. Swallowing, her eyes were deprived of the light that dominated them earlier. Something was wrong. I walked rapidly towards while she remained immobile, not having the power to move. "Mama..." I called her. Once I had reached her, she dragged me away fr
*Zayn*"Zayn!" Luciana squealed throwing her arms around me. She took me into a tight hug and I felt Alexis tensing at our proximity from behind. My Princess cleared her throat and remained silent, having trust in me. She trusted me. And I-I didn't know how to trust her with this. I didn't know how to trust that she wouldn't leave me after finding out. "Hey Luciana." I coughed, breaking the hug and taking a step back so that there was some distance between us. Luciana furrowed her eyebrows at my slight nervousness looking behind me to the goddess sitting by the bar next to my dad. "Who is she?" Her voice softened and her smile faded away replaced with an expression of confusion. "She is..." I let out a breath, rubbing my temples with the tips of my fingers. "My girlfriend." Luciana's eyes widened in surprise. I wasn't the one to date. I didn't at least before I met my princess. "Zayn, I thought we had agreed not to-" She was about to finish her sentence and I shook my head interr
*Alexis*The next thing I know... I'm drowned in an ocean of fabrics, jewelry, shoes, lipsticks and different haircuts. All offered to me by the stylist team that Zayn had assigned for my preparing for the ball the following week. The days passed in the most exciting way, I must admit. And the dress who was exclusively made for me and only me was breathtaking and one of a kind. Zayn hadn't seen me in it and he wasn't about to until the ball night. The castle boomed with life. People from all the walks of life occupying the corridors. All of them doing their duty and making sure the ball room would look out of this world. And when I visited it the morning before the ball, my jaw was on the floor. The work that had been done was perfect. Simple perfection. The theme of the ball was 'the touch of darkness', mysterious and luxurious the ball awaited for its guests.The evening before the ball was a beautiful mess. I was on chair for more than three hours. Makeup and hair, it was a war of
*Alexis*He was right when he said he knew exactly the place for this occasion. A beautiful restaurant, famous for its delicious pasta all over the city of Rome. Its ambiance was leaking with romance and I could see the place being only occupied by couples. Arriving to the restaurant, the waiter led us to the table. Zayn had asked for aVIP one who had great view over the city. Rome unfolding before our eyes was a breathtaking sight. After some time that we had sat down, a waitress approached our table. A smile on her as she welcomed us to the restaurant. Her gaze though as she handed us the menus was glued on Zayn and he politely smiled back at her thanking her. "I'm Alisha." Her eyes never leaving Zayn, even though I coughed trying to get her attention. "And I will be your waitress for tonight." She continued, her eyes examining him, tracing his face then lowering to his neck. "Do you want some time to decide? I can make some suggestions if you'd like?" She reached to Zayn's menu,
*Alexis*Once the plane landed, Zayn guided me to the Ferrari waiting outside. No chauffer, just the two of us. And after the mess that we made on that plane, the feathers of the pillows still lingering over my hair, I preferred it that way. Having never been in Italy, I was completely in the hands of Zayn which excited me and terrified me at the same time. He scared me in the car when he joked about us being followed and having to drive through the forest right in the sea to survive. I elbowed him in the ribs, shutting that wicked laugh of his down, even though seeing his Adam's apple moving up and down was eternally enjoyable. He didn't tell me the exact location of where we were going and honestly even if he did I wouldn't understand much.Driving past old beautiful buildings, graphic passages and traditional restaurants, I realized that we were in Rome. One of the most beautiful cities in the world, hiding secrets and mysteries behind its ancient history. Taking in the beauty unfo
*Zayn* I trusted Alexis with my life but the think was that I didn't trust that other guy Jonathan around her. I couldn't trust any guy around her. I mean...take a look at her. Who wouldn't want to have that woman in his bed even for once? It was the first time I was experiencing this jealousy, this green fever that made my heart pound like crazy and make my mind build up scenarios that only made me more anxious than I already was. I was driving to her office. The sun had almost set and the sky was dressed in colors of orange and pink. The cigarette rolling on my lips offered me some mere relaxation and took slightly my mind off things. Parking before her building, I searched for any sign of Jonathan's presence but fortunately I came across nothing. Getting out of the car, I walked towards the entrance. The two security guards questioning every passenger with their glares seemed to have been informed about my arrival as their expression softened at my presence. They opened the doors