With you I'm always on the precipice, afraid of the fall and yet ready to take the plunge for you. ~ A. Gupta..COLE“I think you’ve had enough.” Mad snatched the bottle of vodka that I had claimed as mine when I felt like beer and whiskey wasn’t doing there job right. My head was still a mess with all the guilty curses aimed at me but at least now it was a little foggy under the haze of alcohol.“I don’t know what do you have to drink for, you just got married.” Dom said, leaning back in his seat. We were in one of the many exclusive clubs in NY and after their usual bickering and catching up on mundane things they have all settled in, and I realised now all there attention was on me. “It’s nothing.” I said, taking a sip from Mad’s glass only to spit it out when I found it was just a cola. “What the hell!”He shrugged. “I am driving.”I laughed. “And, you have become so responsible since when.”“Since, I got married and have kids.” He answered, his blue eyes scrutinizing me.I look
VIOLET“And then, Damien saw him in my nighty!” Kiara burst into laughter, along with everyone else. “His adorable face was scrunched up in pure shock before my little boy dissolved into fits of giggles. And watching him laugh at his father made me laugh. It was the best night of my life, I am telling you. And, Dom and I didn’t even have sex that night.”“You all are crazy.” Elle said, and then added, “And I sometimes miss you so much. I am going to ask Brandon to move back to Willow Creek.”“You should. We will have girls’ day more often.” Bree responded, wrapping her arm around Ellison where she sat beside her on the couch.“That will be so fun!” Scarlett nodded. After taking a long sip from her ginger ale, she said, “And, next time may be, we will all have our get together in the forest. And play hide and seek.” After another long sip and another sigh, she held out her empty glass to Bree as she demanded, “More.” Bree shook her head. “I think you’ve had more than enough. Alex will
VIOLET“Lily...” Her name on my lips was like a bitter poison, ready to ruin whatever semblance of peace I’d been feeling with Cole all these weeks. Suddenly, everything was painted in the shades of doubts and betrayal. Why didn’t he tell me?As I stood there, frozen in uncertainty, Lily snarled at me, her eyes blazing with unhinged fury. She advanced on me, but Elle and Bree pulled me back and as if realizing that we weren’t alone she faltered within touching distance. Her voice trembled with raw emotion as she gritted out, “Yes, Lily. The love of his life. My Nicholas,” she spat, each word dripping with bitterness and resentment, and making deep gauges in my chest. “The woman whose place you took. The woman whose life you stole.”My heart pounded in my chest, my mind reeling with disbelief and a part of me remembering the same words that her brother had spoken to me too. I had never imagined I would come face to face with her, especially not like this—in my own home. Was it? Was it
COLEViolet and I sat on the couch. She was in my arms, her body leaning into me as if she didn't want to leave the warmth of my embrace. With my heart heavy and guilt coursing through my veins, I realized in trying to hide my own lies I had allowed her to do the same, so much that she kept such a big secret from me. “When did you find out?” I asked, my voice soft, but there was an underlying tension beneath my skin, snapping my bones and settling deep in my gut.Violet looked up at me, her blue eyes were red rimmed as her gaze roamed over my face. Whatever she read on my face, it gave her enough courage to answer, “The day I received an invitation for your engagement.”“Almost a month, princess?” She looked away, her gaze flickering in apparent guilt and her cheeks turning red as she chewed on her bottom lip. “Why didn't you tell me? Were you hoping to keep it a secret till your delivery date?” It had been that long? That she had kept this secret from me for so long? When was she goi
During all the storms we face, I promise to love you all the way... In each other's arms, we find solace, come what may. ~ A. GuptaCOLEAs Violet disappeared inside the bathroom to change back into her clothes from the hospital gown, my heart pounded in my chest with a sense of foreboding. The doctor’s sad gaze lingered on me, and I knew in that moment that something wasn’t right. Dread coiled in the pit of my stomach as I braced myself for the worst.“What is it, doctor?” I asked, my voice trembled with barely contained emotion as I met her eyes. Doctor Kamla's expression softened with sympathy as she delivered the devastating news. “I’m sorry, Nicholas,” She began gently, her voice tinged with regret, “It appears that Violet is experiencing an ectopic pregnancy. The fetus is growing in her fallopian tube, which poses a serious risk to her health.”I stared at her, unable to comprehend the words she was speaking. I think even with my doubts somewhere I had thought there was a chan
COLEI paced back and forth outside the hospital room, my mind consumed by a whirlwind of fear and uncertainty. I was trying to be calm but it was impossible. I had only managed to calm down because somehow my princess has been the strong one between us today. She held me together like a glue while I came apart at the seams. Now, once again I looked at the watch around my wrist. It had been more than an hour since they wheeled her in for the surgery. I couldn't even bring myself to tell her what the doctor has said, but on the other hand my princess was the one who told the doctor that she was ready for the surgery. I thought she was still in a shock but then she had smiled at me and asked to not cry. She was trying to be strong for my sake because she was too calm, and I knew she'd break. I just hope this time too, I'll be able to help her to piece herself back together.Now as I waited outside the OT, each passing moment felt like an eternity as I waited for the news of Violet’s co
VIOLETI woke up in the warmth of Cole’s arms and even though I had been doing nothing but sleeping since the last few days that we’ve come home after my surgery in the hospital, still exhaustion weighed me down. The events of the past few days had taken their toll, leaving me drained both physically and emotionally. And, I knew I wasn’t alone. As I looked at my husband’s peaceful face, I took notice of the grey circles under his eyes and how tense he looked even in his sleep. Since last few days Cole had been my shadow, taking care of my every need even before I could voice it and hiding his own pain to relieve me of mine. But I knew that I couldn’t afford to lose myself in my heartbreak anymore than I already have. He needed me too. All this time he had been my pillar of strength throughout this ordeal, and now it was my turn to be there for him. I couldn't just keep taking because he had been doing nothing but giving since the moment he has come into my life. My eyes filled with
COLE“I don’t know if this is the right thing to do.” I said as I looked down at the passports in front of me.“That’s what he wants.” Brandon responded. He was the one who had called me and asked to meet me, and because I wanted to let him and everyone else back in Willow Creek know about our impending trip to Italy, I had agreed to meet him. We haven’t had a get together since after the hospital and I was hoping that I and Violet will be at good place the next time we meet them. A part of me also wondered if everyone being happy with their kids was the reason that she wanted to leave, to not be reminded of what she was missing. It had been a week since we decided to leave for Italy without any plans of coming back any sooner. And surprisingly Violet and I had spent that week healing each other. We cried together. Woke up with the other when one of us suffered through a nightmare. Sat there on the floor when the pain became too much that we couldn’t put into words. And then hugged e
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