I think time will never be a factor in my feelings for you. They might grow bigger and larger but never lessen. ~ A. Gupta
.VIOLETHe is back and I have no idea how to process that. The man with sherry eyes and soft touches, the man who had been nothing but kind and patient with me until he wasn’t. Until he decided to be the cruellest of them all when he left me without any explanation. The man I decided to hate after I recklessly fell for him and decided to never forgive for what he did to me. He mended my broken pieces only to shatter them part, leaving a wreckage behind without a backward glance. Now he stood in the driveway of Maddox’s new home, facing my dad- Jared Carter and my champion of a brother- Maddox Carter.I stood in the kitchen as I watched the three of them. I should’ve been prepared for this, Alex had already given me one of his vague remarks about how he had to do something before I decided to let Kevin force me into a relationship that I didn’t actually want— What the hell he knows, he was in love with someone who he didn’t even know the whereabouts of, don’t ask me how I know I just know. But I had ignored him. I shouldn’t have. Alex was like an annoying best friend who did things he thought were the best, and sometimes they were but this time I think he went beyond.I had only cried once and that was too because I was so drunk- courtesy of none other than the one and only Alex Carter, and he had taunted me ever since for that because in my drunken state I had told him that I would like to make the man with sherry eyes suffer for how he left me. And now I was sure it was Alex’s doing that he was here. Annoying arsehole, like I said.I watched the man who broke my heart against my better judgement. He wore a black t-shirt and a blue denim jeans with white canvas shoes, looking like one of those sculpted, handsome models that Daisy gushed over all the time. I didn’t want to accept it but it has been more than two years since I saw him and those months had changed him for the better. The sunlight bathed him like he was god’s favourite subject and he was throwing spotlight to make everyone notice that.He tilted his head and his eyes came in my direction, even though there was a window blocking him from seeing me I still felt like he could see me standing there. Thinking about him. I just wished that Dad turns him around and tells him to fuck off to wherever he had disappeared to. I no longer wanted him. Liar. Shut up, we only talked because my therapist suggested it, not for you to point out my flaws. She said about self love, there was no mention of criticising me, I berated myself.“Are you okay, Vi?”Startled, I turned around to face Bree, my sister and best friend for all purposes other than Alex and Daisy. I pursed my lips and shrugged, “Do you want to talk about it?” She asked.I shook my head. “There is nothing to talk about.” I answered her, thankfully after that heartbreak I hadn’t totally relapsed, I might carry a new set of scars but I still managed to talk to my favourite people without thinking much about it, providing that I wasn’t much upset and my mind and heart were doing well instead of slipping into the hell filed with monsters who wanted to quiet me.“Are you sure?” She came closer, stood beside me and looked through the window to where they were still standing, she said, “How about the fact that you hate him so much?” I met her gaze when she turned to look at me. She smiled. “Don’t hide, Vi. You didn’t do anything wrong. He did. He should be the one unable to meet your gaze, not you. You know what you should do, you should let him know how much you’ve changed and moved on.”It was true, I have changed. But moved on... I wasn’t so sure about that even though I’d like to think that I have. Especially, when now he was here..COLEThe moment I decided to come back here I was prepared for Jared Carter and his sons to toss me out on my arse without listening to a word I had to say but I wasn’t prepared for the way they regarded me like I was a stranger they didn’t trust anymore. Maddox was the one who really hated me, I could see it in his eyes the way he glared at me. I didn’t think a simple apology would cut it, I left in the middle of the night without saying goodbye to my best friend and I deserved his hate.But they were the men who have something I wanted, loved and no matter how much I tried I couldn’t live without. My princess. And these men were her guardians and I was fucking treasure seeker at their door.“Why the fuck are you here?” Maddox demanded, his whole body vibrating with his anger. If it wasn’t for his father standing with us I was sure he’d have liked nothing else but to punch me to a pulp.Because your arsehole of a brother sent me pictures after pictures until I couldn’t take it anymore. I answered, “Because, I realised I shouldn’t have left in the first place.”Maddox laughed without humor. “And now you think coming back will make everything perfect? Sorry to burst your bubble but it won’t. Go fuck yourself, Cole. My bad, it’s Nicholas, right?”“Mad—”He cut me off with a harsh, "You don’t get to call me Mad anymore’.”Now I know what Bree went through, furious Maddox was fucking scary. The fucker was going to make me work for it, but then I can’t say I didn’t deserve it. “I really am sorry, Maddox, but there was something that I had to attend to.”“And it took you more than two years to get it done. Don’t bullshit me.” He turned around like he could bare to look at me anymore and directed his next words to his father, “Dad, I hope you are not thinking about welcoming him back with open arms. That fucker betrayed Violet and left her heartbroken, the girl we put back together doesn’t deserve for us to forgive him.”My heart clenched in pain, the fucker knew how to hurt in the meanest of ways and he did just that with his parting words. I met Jared Carter’s green eyes and even before he said a word, I knew it wasn’t going to be that easy.“Mr Carter...”He held up his hand and looked at me like he couldn’t find the words. I felt worse for it because he always had something to say to his sons when they made mistakes. “I am going to ask you only one thing. Why?”I licked my lips nervously as I searched for words but to his simple question there was just one answer. “Because I love her. And I can’t stay away any more. I am going to marry her.” He arched a dark brow in my direction. I quickly said, “I am going to apologise to her and tell her everything. I will let her decide.”“Don’t you think you could've done all that before you ran off?”I swallowed. “You already know the reason why I left?”“Abd now? What happened to that reason now? Are you going to stay here for another few months and then run back to your reason after making more promise that you won’t keep.”Every word he said was a jab against me and I knew I deserved it. “I won't leave until she accepts my apology and forgive me. I’ll do anything for both of them, for her.“I don't think it’d be that easy. The girl you left has changed, Cole.”I nodded. “It doesn’t matter. I am here and I won’t leave until I get what I want.”A ghost of a smile touched his lips as he said, “You can try. But I hope you’re ready for the battle ahead. Because this time around none of us are going to help you, and I won’t make it easier for you. I love that girl like my own, I won’t let you hurt her again and because you’re like a son to me too, I can’t just turn you away too which means I will have to let this one play out. Let her decide what she wants.”His eyes went over my head and he smirked the way I had seen Alex do and when his gaze turned back to me, he said, “I hope you’re really ready to fight, because it’s going to be one.”I turned around to follow his gaze and my jaw tightened as I saw the man who had been in more than a few pictures with Violet that Alex had sent me. Kevin stepped out of his car in a white button down and black slacks like a preppy douche bag and made his way to where we were standing in the driveway. He totally ignored me as he greeted Mr Carter.Removing his sunglasses he finally turned to face me. “Hey, Cole, right? How are you man?”Fûcking ecstatic to see your face so I could pummel it into the ground. I opened my mouth to answer but then the front door opened and she stepped out. And, I forgot everything, even my own existence as I saw her after so many months..A. GuptaIf going back in time was possible, I’d very much like to do it now. ~ A GuptaCOLEMy whole body turned toward her when she came out of the house and made her way toward me as if she was the sun and I was the man searching for light my whole life. But I realised a moment later, no she was not coming toward me, but to Kevin who was make her wag to her and met her halfway on the stairs.With my heart pounding in my chest a mile per second, I took her in. She was still as fucking beautiful as she was eighteen months ago. As breath-taking as she was the day I had found her. But she was different. She wasn’t wearing the same style of clothes she used to wear. She wasn’t covered from head to toe like she was afraid of letting anyone see her. No, now she was in a calf length midi dress without sleeves with nude heels instead of the sneakers she liked. I missed that small detail and wondered how could she change so much. It felt like just yesterday I saw her, with the way I had been living
There's no greater glory than love and not greater punishment than jealousy. VIOLET‘I’ll be back tomorrow, sweetie,' I promised as Hailey refused to loosen her hold on me. I patted her small back, a smile curling up my lips when her fingers only tightened around mine. ‘Please, stay.’ She signed, her eyes pleading. But as much as I wanted to, staying with her will also mean staying with Kevin and I didn't want to do that. ‘Hayley, you know we—” The loud honking noise broke into our silent conversation and I looked over my shoulder from where I was crouched in front of Hayley on their porch. For a split second my smile widened to see the red Ferrari which meant Alex was back but then I remembered what he had done and I scowled. The car door opened and Alex stepped out, his green eyes falling on me and he smiled that good for nothing smile of his. And I wondered if I should use my fighting skills on him that he and Mad had been teaching me. “You coming, beautiful?” I winced knowin
I don't want to forget and forgive. Those two things don't go well with the pain of my broken heart. ~ A. GuptaVIOLETTHE Air vibrated with every shift and every glance from him. I could literally feel his presence on my skin and it only made me angry to the point that all I wanted was to stand up and stalk out of here. Be anywhere but here. My heart refused to settle down as it raced when all the memories started to filter through my mind, making me feel the echo of the pain I had done my best to overcome. But still I managed to sit there, pretending to eat with sheer force of my will despite the diagnosis of sleeping in his arms, the warmth of his embrace, the pleasure of his touches. I managed to keep my face blank and my eyes on my food because Alex was right, I couldn't let him know that he still affected me.As the dishes were passed around, I tried to keep my thoughts away from him, determined not to acknowledge him. I heard him clear his throat a few times, clearly trying t
It's not going to be easy. But rarely the best things in life are. ~ A. Gupta.COLE“Well, I think I shouldn't have been worried. She held herself pretty well on her own.”I turned around to face Maddox as he stood there on the porch, looking at me with his judgemental, cold blue eyes. I’d already had one Carter brother torment my mind with his fûcking insinuation about what he was going to do with her when they reached her studio and I sure as hell didn't need another one. It was a shock to come to know that my princess was now so grown out of her cocoon that she’s got her own place where she spends nights too whenever she wanted or felt like it. A part of me hated myself that I missed such a big development in her life, the metamorphosis of my broken princess into something stronger and independent. But despite how glad I was for her, I selfishly wanted her to depend on me.“Like Alex suggested and I totally agree, you should go back, Cole. No one needs you or wants you here any lo
I wish I knew how to forgive him and at the same time hate him without hurting myself. ~ A. GuptaCOLEFuck. She’s beautiful.Yesterday was too rushed with too many repressed emotions but now with a clear head and aching muscles of my back I could take her in more properly and it still amazed me to realise how beautiful she was. Her blue eyes were wide in shock as they regarded me, her lips covered in a pink sheen were parted and the top she was wearing was doing nothing to hide her curves. For a moment I wondered what she’ll do if I slip my arm around her, pull her against my chest and kiss that mouth that was quickly turning into a frown after seeing me. The slam of the door in my face broke me out of my reverie and the not so appropriate thoughts when she was so angry with me. I sighed and tightened my fingers around the bouquet of flowers I was holding before knocking on the door again.The door didn’t open.And neither did she give me anything in return.“Violet. Open the door,
She tells me that there’s nothing between us with tears in her eyes. ~ A. GuptaVIOLETThere’ s a hollow feeling inside me, a restlessness that I couldn't put in words if someone asked me to. Not that anyone will when I had a smile pasted on my lips and appeared unaffected all the while I engaged with Daisy and Hayley, participated in their plays as they had a fake fashion show. But no matter how hard I tried my mind was still on the man who had walked out of that ice-cream parlor with hurt in his sherry eyes and because of that I had been constantly checking my phone for Bree’s reply to my last text asking her if he got back to her or Carter house. But he hasn’t returned and despite what I told myself, how hard I tried to not care, I couldn't help the frisson of unease and worry that gripped me.“Hey...” I looked up from my phone that I had been checking every few minutes even though it was not on silent and I’d know if I received a message. Daisy settled beside me on the sofa, we we
How can it be called just a kiss when it brought so many memories? ~ A. Gupta.VIOLET“You gonna be okay?”I nodded, stopping myself from looking at the man standing opposite my door. Alex smirked, his gaze going over my shoulder to look at Cole. We have spent our evening in the middle of the forest where Alex lived in a compound, because I didn’t think it should be called a house and not that I had been to the apartment where he actually lives but through a maze of trees, we had gone to a what I liked to call 'could be torture cell’ with its bare cement walls, where we work out or mostly he taught me how to defend myself. And then we had a few drinks of which I could still feel the little buzz going on inside my head and I blamed that buzz for the anticipation that was seeping into my bones at the prospect of being alone with him. Not that, we will be. I wasn’t going to give in. No. Not at all.I looked at Alex and nodded, “I am fine. And I’ll be okay. You don't need to worry.” And
They say a way to man’s heart is through stomach. What about women, how do you get to their heart? ~ A. Gupta .VIOLET A Week Later... “You have to stop doing that.” I said, keeping my voice devoid of any emotion even though a part of me revolted at the thought of him not being here the first thing I see in the morning. -Since that day a week ago, Cole had been appearing on my doorstep with a new bouquet of flowers in his hand. And it wasn’t just the flowers, to my utter surprise after that impromptu kiss, that I might or might not have played a million times in my mind, when I had woken up the next day I had found him still in the hallway outside my door. He was sleeping with his back against the wall, one knee bent on which he rested his arm and head. Looking like the man stepped out of a medieval era, waiting for his lover to come and meet him. I had stood there, watching him, almost lost and contented to just watch him. And now I have half done painting waiting to be complete
TWISTED MARRIAGE: MMF Dark Mafia Romance Novel. .INNESSA“Nina!” I ignored my little sister, Mila's, call as I rushed out of the ballroom where the party for my eighteenth birthday was going on. Or, should I say the celebration for my upcoming nuptials. Even the thought of that made me want to vomit. Since the moment the Capo of the major crime family: Rossi, had died my father had lost all his privileges and power in the underworld. He had been trying all these years to get back the power and position he once had, but the current Capo: Antonio Rossi didn’t seem inclined to get cosy with anyone his father once associated with. Rumor even has it that he was the one who actually kîlled his own father when he was just a child himself. Sometimes, I wonder if he could teach me a thing or two about it because if I knew how to get out of it I’d commit patricîde in my next breath. What? Don’t look at me like that. My father deserves it, if you knew him you’d say the same thing. He is the
Bonus chapterCOLEI stood by the glass doors and watched as my princess introduced our son, Romeo, to everyone in the Carter family. Our son. Now every time I look at him, I feel what I know Violet must’ve felt that first time when she’d seen him. It has been four months since he became a part of our family. Four months since we became parents. And only three months since Romeo started to call me Papa and started treating me as his father. I wasn’t too proud to lie and say that I didn’t hug my wife and cried happy tears in her arms the first time I heard the word papa from Romeo. The little boy was ruling not only mine and my wife’s heart, but everyone else’s in the family. Even Uncle Nico was doting on him more than he ever did on me. Surprisingly he didn’t take as much time with uncle Nico as he did with me to get comfortable with. It was my beautiful wife, my princess, who built his trust in me day after day and taught me how to earn his trust. The first two weeks were hard. Ro
EPILOGUE IIA YEAR LATER....VIOLET“Are you ready to go?” I looked at my husband and gave him a reluctant nod. We were at the shelter that the church ran. The buildings were joined together by a backdoor. And since last year when I had come here for the first time on our first Christmas together as husband and wife, I had liked it so much here that every time we came back from New York we came visit the kids. Now, this church and the shelter was part of our life as much as it was Nicolai’s, even though it was the first time that he hadn’t been able to come here on Christmas. The sisters specifically asked for him and showed their disappointment at learning that he wasn’t joining us. It was kind of crazy to think that a man who I had once witness covered in blôod from head to toe, that still gives me flashbacks every time I see him, was so revered by these people of God. “Come on, princess. It’s getting late. The children need to go to their beds.” My husband was right, but in all
I have died every day waiting for youDarling, don't be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years. I'll love you for a thousand more.~ A Thousand years..A MONTH LATER....VIOLETI woke up to an empty bed but a little note waited on my husband’s pillow. I picked it up and as I read his scrawled message, a smile lit up my face. ‘Good morning, princess. Come downstairs whenever you're ready. The twins are already making a racket. I had to go down before they set the house on fire. I love you.’Today’s going to be another good day, or maybe a better one because my husband wasn’t the only one who was stuffing our closet with presents he didn't think I knew anything about. I slipped out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom, deciding to get ready before going downstairs because by what Cole had shared, between the twins and his mother, maybe I won’t get another chance to get dressed up for tonight’s dinner. Our very first Christmas dinner as husband and wife.When I got downsta
COLEViolet removed the makeshift blindfold and as soon as I opened my eyes I came face to face with... My own reflection. But no, that would be too tame a comparison to what I look like in a mirror. It actually was how my princess saw me. The painting dominated the white wall. And as I looked at it, I was amazed and in awe. With each stroke of the brush, my princess had captured a side of me that I didn’t even know existed. I remembered the moment when she must’ve gotten the inspiration for this one. I was in the pool, looking up at her as she laid there on the chaise. My arms were folded beneath my chin, my eyes squinting a little because of the sun high up in the sky shining down on us.And the way she had captured me, my features in exquisite detail, it didn’t hide the fact that I was in love with the person I was looking at. I never thought that I could be someone’s muse, that I’ll ever be able to inspire such breath-taking artwork in someone. But my princess, not only fell in l
VIOLETI was happy.No. That’s not right. We were happy. Impossibly so.More than I ever thought I could be, with the man that I loved with my whole heart. The man who loved me like I was the sole purpose of his life. Three weeks has passed and we were still in Italy, and to be honest, I didn’t want to leave. It was everything I could ever dream about. Turns out, I was dreaming for something I already had in my grasp. Living with Cole in Italy, in the bungalow at the corner of the city it felt like we were in our own separate heaven away from the world and it’s expectations, also away from the things that made me think that I was missing something from my life when I was already whole with him. It became our sanctuary, a place where time seemed to stand still and the worries of the world faded away.We had spent our days roaming around the city, taking pleasure in each other’s company and the sights we visited. Rome was really beautiful, alive with its energy. It’s ancient monuments
VIOLETI stared at my husband as he pulled on his suit jacket while standing in front of the floor length mirror. I was on the bed, lacing my heels but the picture my handsome husband painted was way to appealing to miss for anything. He looked edible enough to eat in the black shirt and black slacks. We were getting ready to go for dinner in the city with his uncle and as much as I wanted to rest and sleep for a bit to get rid of the jetlag I wanted to go out into the city more. “My eyes are up here, princess.”With a smile curving my lips, I looked up to meet his sherry eyes as he turned around to face me. I pursed my lips and with a teasing tone replied, “But that tushie is too impressive to not appreciate it.”“Is it, now?” He murmured as he walked toward me. I nodded and smiled when he brushed a kiss on my cheek and then crouched down in front of me to tie the laces of my heels.When he looked up, I cupped his cheeks and kissed him slowly. We hadn’t had séx for obvious medical r
VIOLETWe landed in Italy and was welcomed by the warm embrace of the Mediterranean sun, its golden rays casted a luminous glow upon everything it touched. I watched my beautiful husband as he talked to the man who had approached us as soon as we had stepped down out on the tarmac. I held a bouquet of exotic flowers, courtesy of my husband’s uncle, a welcome to his country. But even those beautiful flowers didn’t hold my attention as my gaze went back to my husband as he made his way toward us and I saw the sun glittering in his brown eyes, reminding me all the time he had been the light in my darkness. I took notice of the way his shoulders were relaxed and the pleasant smile that curved his lips and I knew that coming here was the best decision. As he drew closer, he held up the keys. “I guess my uncle decided to ignore our wish to refuse his gifts.”I arched a brow. “What's that?” He grabbed my hand and said, “Let’s see.” We walked off the runway. The man following us with our
VIOLETA nervous energy hummed beneath my skin. It was the first time I was going to fly in a plane. And not just any ordinary plane. We were going to Italy in one of his Uncle’s jet and it appeared bigger than the usual one. I had heard him talking to his uncle on a video call. Cole had denied his uncle’s offer and mentioned that we could fly business class but his uncle had pushed. Cole had said, “But, seriously, I’d rather not have my wife in that jet where you spent your days partying and doing God knows what not.”“I haven’t touched that thing in so long.” Came his uncle’s accented reply.“Seriously? How long was that?” My husband had asked sceptically. “Four months?”I had almost laughed out loud at that but then I'd silently nodded at Cole to agree, as since our loss his uncle has been trying to cheer us up by doing things in his own way. He sent us a custom made Aston Martin and a Ferrari, for god sake. Apparently his uncle has so much money that a few hundred millions were p