Imagine getting kidnapped on your wedding day only to find yourself falling for your captor! Jane agrees to marry Fernando in order to clear the debt her mother owes him only to be kidnapped by Quinn Enricho, a Mafia boss who wants Jane because she looks exactly like his late finacée. Is Jane going to be able to survive living to be who she's not while stuck between love and obsession? Will she able to survive the inevitable romance despite the dangerous nature of Enricho's family and business? Will Fernando let her go scot-free?
View MoreJane's p o v Jane's p o v I felt tense the moment I raised my head up from the table. I still had my eyes closed when I rose from the chair and turned around like a sleep walker, staggering through the space until I felt myself landing face down on the bed.I turned from one degree to another until I felt what was a little comfort. Gush. The temperature was just perfect all of a sudden. It must be passed noon already.I remember Quinn and I had been playing the game. Stupid decision I ever made was getting him to play such a game with me. And things had gotten a bit too intimate with the questions that he made me answer that one last question before we could go back to studying about Rodrig but he never looked at me the same way and I didn't feel comfortable after. It was as if he was continuously teasing me about my faked orgasms.Speaking of intimacy... I felt a little perching sensation down my legs now and I smirked with my eyes shut.But he had said the truth. My sex life was
Chapter 59 Quinn's p o v "What?" She asked with a sharp gaze. "Come on tell me." I could smell her eagerness.Did I really find any fun in playing this with her? It felt too childish for me. At least initial but then again, it was nice to see that she had fun with this. And I was sure even Lucia Gael never had the knack to pay such ridiculous games.I took this book from her a long while ago saying one of Rodrig's faithfuls had decided to write the events for hom but he had not been impressed and discarded it so it just lay there in his library. Lucia Gael knew I liked to read so she had gave me inside the box and said "knock yourself out with that crap."And I never opened it until just this week when I thought of giving it to Lucia."Well ... The first person I ever fell in love with." I rest my back casually and take a memory dive back to my past. "I was fourteen... And I was in this boarding school for boys. A Catholic school precisely so ... My dorm was pretty much the one with
Chapter 58 Jane's p o v "Are you listening to me?" Quinn asked and I jerked off from my thoughts, looking at him from the other end of the reading table. Unfortunately, I had been thinking about that day with Diego. I didn't just wrong him but I hurt him. I had tried to use him and he found out. I shut my eyes and brushed my hair back. And the fact that he had ended that conversation with. "And no. I didn't tell Quinn about it." before walking out of the room out me in more regret and shame. I sighed and nodded to Quinn with my ponytail jumping behind my head. " "As I was saying. At that time, Rodrig had ascended to ultimate power when he established his dominance in the family. After that, he continued to expand his arms and build outposts. Papa was actually his first assignee holding power in second to him. His beta in rank." "I guess papa was that close to Rodrig. That sort of thing." He shrugs and stretches his hand into the pen case and pulls out a pencil before leaning
Jane's p o v I stiffened and slowly waited watching his eyes as they began to lower slowly back to the phone. He sighed before leaning back. He had seen it hadn't he? I close my eyes and throw my face slowly to the side."You're not giving me an answer, Lucia." The roughness of his voice sends a tickle across my skin and I open my eyes at once but I still don't look up at him."Why did you send that message to him?""It's nothing. Just a greeting.""Don't lie to me.""He walked up to me at the party and seemed to have been acquainted to Lucia or something. He really wanted to have a talk to me so he handed me his address and I just messaged him." I shrugged."You just sent it to him as a form of greeting!""Yes! Obviously!""And that's why you deleted it."My lips went apart instantly but no sound could come out.I only watch as Diego makes for a stand and he sighs grumpily. "Yesterday morning, I was just going by my day when I suddenly saw this sinister message popping up but more
Jane's p o v "A book about Rodrig?" I asked barely holding back my chuckle as I gaped at the plastic box he just placed on the table between us. And through the transparent walls of the box, I could see the layers of white paper sheets. "Just like you can see. If you are going to be meeting with him, you gotta refresh your memory of whom your grandfather is. You don't wanna be chewing your mouth in front of him, would you?""I think you meant, learning of whom Rodrig is!" I stretched my hand towards the box perfectly aware that whenever I corrected him about this kind of reference that he made towards me, he got pissed."It just contains brief reports about him. His business and wealth, extensions and bla bla bla. It's not as if he is going to be interviewing you or something. Just so ...""So you guys actually published a book about this man?" I ask in disbelief as I handled the spiral bound pieces of sheets that had turned to a heavy book.Just yesterday he had thrown the bomb at
Jane's p o v My heart was beginning to pound behind my ribs as Diego made a 180 degree turn and had his back to me as he begins to leave."What is it about?" I ask making sure my curiosity is well -hidden."Huh?" He asked throwing his face to me."Your email. You sounded pretty urgent.""Oh it's something about work." He chuckles. "I get them almost every day." "Oh." I watch him as he walks out and I slid down the wall with my hand on my chest. I panted lightly and regretted ever making such a stupid decision in the first place. Now it's been three days since I sent it and I am certain Mr Martinez still had not replied my mail. Perhaps he thought it was a scammer or cloner. He didn't believe Lucia Gael would be using another person's email account to send him sigh a message.Anyways, I was now praying he never replied it unless I was going to be there and I was unsure how possible that would be now.I had returned to combing my hair and I could not help but perceive the new smell
Jane's p o v Before walking down that staircase, I had sat in front of my dresser looking into the mirror as I tried combing my hair.After the incident in the bathroom, I had spent my night deeply perturbed and uncertain of what to feel.I may end up finding it difficult to cope with his temper tantrums. Infact I already was.But after I had slapped him- something I never thought I would dare to do, I felt a kind of satisfaction but he had acted strangely. Not entirely strange for the way he behaved but it wasn't like what I had expected. I knew he would not hit me back but I also was not expecting what he did next. Or didn't do?I thought I had crossed my limit but somehow he became calm or maybe the hit was what made him calm.I withhold my laughter and concentrate on my hair. That is when I realized that my effort to comb through my dense curls was non progressive.I had a very coarse hair that reacted badly to washing becoming extremely hard except air dried and creamed properl
Quinn's p o v No woman has ever slapped me before. And as I stood before this attic mirror drenched to my feet, all I could think of was that moment that she dared to raise her hand on me. At that moment I had no choice but to understand the depth of her exasperation. And the only way she could think of purging it was to hit me. I could still see her, the detested frown that had taken over her face as she raised her hand. She dared ... to fight me to the point of hitting me. I could never forget that scene. Because it was simply impressive, thrilling. It was breathtaking! I place a hand on my cheek where she had slapped and I turned to stare at it in the mirror again as I have been doing. It was as if I could still feel it. The one hundred per cent effort she had put into it yet caused zero damage. I smiled. It was a hard slap yet it felt so soft coming from someone as timid as her. The moment, she had cursed and unleashed her rage in form of that slap, I felt a kind of exci
Jane's p o v The moment, he drops me back to my feet, I feel the stinging coldness of the floor then I feel the liquid washer as it drops on my hair and he spins the bottle across my chest, deliberately pouring the shampoo over my neck.I wanted to continue with the protest not until I felt the shower pouring down on us to cover my sight.As I close my eyes, and try to capture my breath under the rushing water, I feel his hand as it passes through my hair, his body pressing against mine and pushing me until, I felt my back on the glass wall.I throw my head to the side and hold his arm, pushing it as far back as possible to avoid his touch but he is all slippery due to the shampoo and I loose my grip on this thick forearm.There's no serious foam on my hair so it meant he hadn't added enough shampoo. But my clothe was almost completely wet from the water and I finally catch my breath."Let me ... go!""Shhhhh ....""Let me go, Quinn!!" I manage to say and I don't say it with a pleadi
Chapter 1Jane's POV "Tomorrow you would become my wife." Fernando whispered into my ear with joy as we watched the sun receding to the sea's horizon and all I could do was fake a happy smile.As he left me, I rubbed my temple, ruining a portion of the frontals of my done hair. It was a day to my wedding yet I was filled with so much sorrow and frustration. Maybe it's because I was about to get married to the man I hated most in the world."Come on, Jane, let's go! It's getting late!" Fernando called me and I followed him like the slave I had agreed to be since five days ago that he engaged me officially."Listen." He drew nearer to me from his driver's seat. "Tomorrow is going to be our wedding... ""I haven't forgotten, Fernando!" I almost screamed."Let me finish!" He raised a finger, his gray eyes lighting up. "Tomorrow is our wedding and I expect you to be of proper behavior. I don't expect you to go on with that face with which you're always with whenever I'm talking to you... ...
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