Dakota POV
. . "Paul, what's the occasion? Why did you suddenly invite me here? Don't tell me it's your birthday 'cause I know when your birthday is!" I snapped, making this gorgeous surgeon in front of me chuckle. "Nah! No special occasion at all. I just want to spend my time with you!" I felt butterflies in my stomach with his sweet, simple response, earning him a smile on my lips. "After eating here, how about a movie?" oh! I so loved to spend time with him. "Movie sounds great to me. Anything in your mind? I don't know the blockbuster movies these days!" I winked, my long, thick eyelashes flickered, and his adam apple bobbed at my gesture. I wasn't planning on playing cute on him, but I couldn't control myself. He's so d*mn good-looking at the moment, and I felt proud being with him now. Almost all of the ladies' eyes at the dining hall were on us, well, on him to be exact. "Fantastic! Let's see a movie then. What about Inside Out 2?" he asked while the waiter who took our orders earlier came back with two big trays in his hands. He carefully placed the meals on the table and the bottle of white champagne on the right side. There were also two cabernet glasses beside it. "Thank you!" he told the waiter and the latter smiled at his reply. "Inside Out 2?" I asked, gladness all over my face. Call me childish, but Inside Out 1 was a bomb to me, and I couldn't wait to see the second part. "Sure, why not? I'm excited!" I struck my palms together for a clap when suddenly a familiar tight grip clasped my wrist. "Hah?!" I screamed out of anxiousness and glared at the man whose orbs were radiating danger. "Mr. Marcini, you again!" Paul lordly uttered and stood up. "Let go of her, now!" he was a prominent person in the state, and his voice signified dominance. Some of the diners near us stopped eating and glanced at our seats. "What are you doing here with this assh*le?" ops! My lips twitched as I could see the color in Paul's face turned to fiery red. However, instead of being alarmed at Paul's death glare, Martin's glare was fixed on me. If Paul was domineering, Martin exuded danger. "I'm having dinner with him. Let go of my hand, Mr. Marcini!" my way of mentioning his last name seemed to upset him so much more that his jaw ticked and his grip tightened, making my lips twitch in pain. "Tesoro mio (My darling), what the heck is this?" our raging orbs shifted to the woman who spoke in English with an Italian accent trying to be cute, if that was a different person, I would say she's adorable. However, that was the woman I hated the most in my life now. Tesoro mio, your stinky ass! "Who are they? You have to let go of the poor girl!" feeling concerned! POOR GIRL?! You just declared a war, b*tch! "Listen to your girlfriend, Marcini!" it was Paul and his patience was wearing thin. He held my waist and pulled me closer to him. Here we go again! "Take your f*cking hand off her and I won't say that again!" Martin's words were thunder, I shivered at the intensity they emitted. "Mr. Marcini!" I exclaimed. "Your girlfriend is with you. Are you not ashamed? Don't you feel pity for her?!" I deliberately made my voice louder, making the diners focus on us. At the moment, I felt satisfaction watching this pretentious b*tch drowning in shame. Her glare since I noticed her staring at me could literally cut me into pieces. She was about to rush on me when Martin stopped her with his hand. "Darling, let's get out of~" "No!" Martin just cut her off. She flinched at his outburst. "You come with me now, kitty or you're gonna regret it. You know d*mn well what I mean!" he smirked, a sign of winning. I knew well he could do it. If he wanted to end Paul's life now, he could do it in the blink of an eye. "Martin, please don't ~" "Kitty?!" now I was the one that was interrupted. Even Paul glanced at me with confusion. "So, that's her!" her stinky index pointed at me. I saw Martin's chest bouncing up and down, a sign that I should decide well, now. "Dakota Weasly!" his voice was calm, but it displayed real danger. "Kota, you don't have to~" "Darling, you haven't answered me yet. What are you doing with ~" Both were dumbstruck when I roared. "All right!" then I shifted my sorry stare at Paul. "Paul, I'm sorry. I promise I will make it up to you next time!" he was about to say something, but I stopped him. Seeing Martin on the verge of exploding, I had to save him today. I glanced back at the annoying asshole who was now sneering like he just found a treasure. My glare was intense, and me, gasping for air out of fury?! I could really murder him today! "Let's go!" I whispered as I shoved his hand. "Dakota!" "Darling!" Both called our names, but we just glanced at them. I shook my head, asking Paul to retreat when he was about to follow, my face downcasted with worry and sympathy. When I glanced back at Martin. he was on a phone call, and after just a few minutes, we all saw Luke rushing our way. He bowed at his master and took the b*tch's hand, guiding her to the entrance. "What? Hey! Luke, let go of me!" she struggled while staring at Martin, who was now possessively holding my waist. "Martin, help me!" she screamed, ignoring the fact that she looked so funny and embarrassing now. "See you at home, Shantel!" Home?! These two lived together? Great! Just great! You had a thick face, Marcini! . After dragging me to his car and leaving Paul at the restaurant, I took a glimpse at the surroundings, or I should have said, searching for the two who left first. I flinched when I heard a hrmmm beside me. His raised eyebrow met my scowl. "You're a psycho!" "And you, kitty, are in big trouble. Now, get in!" he's not bluffing. I hastily took the co-pilot seat and buckled up. I was already aware that if he was mad, and today, this car could fly...high! "Please, be slow!" I pleaded. "I don't wanna die yet!" and added while my eyes were closed. He just laughed at my words. "Kitty, beg those words if we're both in bed, not in the car!" what?! The twisted brain of this ass! "You ruined my day, kitty. You have to pay for it!" Ruined his day?! "You ruined my date!" too late, I couldn't take that back. "Now, you just doubled your punishment!" he revved the engine, his rage was in control. Now, I had to really pray for my life. Where was he taking me? That I had no idea!My eyes were literally shut the whole drive. The f*ck this sh*t would want me to die a horrible death. He almost crashed every car on the highway, didn't even care about the honks and curses of cars and drivers around us. Thankfully, there were no authorities following us. The moment he suddenly stepped on the brakes, I let out my loudest roar at him that day. "Fottuto stronzo! Sei pazzo? (You f*cking assh*le! Are you crazy?) What do you think you're doing?" I hit his shoulder, and whatever part of his body landed my fists, but my upset look turned pale when he grabbed my hands and yelled back at me. "Basta! (Enough!)" I held my breath out of fear. "You do f*cking know well how to piss me off, Dakota Weasly. You've done this a lot before, yet I can see you never learned your lesson!" his words were sharp, I gasped in horror and cringed to my seat. Tears began to leak at the corners of my eyes. Martin was the leader of one of the scariest and biggest mafia groups in Italy. He wa
The smoke of the water was steaming hot, and the whole bathroom was fogged, but that didn't block the beautiful view that was now ambling towards me with a gaze like a hunter ready to eat me alive. "What. did. you. just. say?" he stressed every word, his lips brushing against mine. The scent of the body wash he used was so manly I could totally close my eyes and just sniff him the whole night. I gasped on that thought. My reactions made him flutter, his hand held my chin tight and forced me to stare at him. "I'm asking you, kitty. What did you just say about Florence Salvatore?" he furrowed his brows, confusion was written all over his face. "D-did you have an ... intimate relationship with her?" I was stammering, I couldn't even hear my own words. Silence engulfed the whole bathroom while Martin's baffled look was fixed on me. Suddenly, he burst out laughing, letting go of my chin and putting his hand on his stomach. This jack*ss was laughing his heart out. "What?" annoyed, I
I was appalled with what I just heard. Before, everytime we f*cked he was the one who always asked whether it was safe or not, and if it was, he would shoot his seed inside me, but if it wasn't, he would pull out and either cum to my face or let me swallow his sp*rm.But now...what the heck?!"You didn't mean to say that!" I fixed my gaze on him, but he just turned around looked annoyed and left the bathroom. I followed him outside, ignoring the truth that we're both naked. "Hey! This is not a joke. I don't wanna get impregnated by you!" and just like that, he abruptly stopped and turned back to face me, we almost collided into each other.I don't wanna get pregnant...Not just yet!I still had lots of dreams in my life that I would want to reach. At least two of them. When those dreams would come true, then I would be ready to face the life of a family woman. Be a full-fledged housewife and a mother to my child. Yes, I wanted to devote my whole time with my family someday. My little w
Martin POV..It was past six in the morning when my phone on the bedside table rang. I groaned on that loud ringing, whoever was calling me now surely had a death wish. I picked up the phone and stared at the caller ID. My still sleepy orbs blurred the fonts that were written there, so instead of looking at the caller, I put my phone near my ear."What!" my voice came out loud, forgetting that my kitten was beside me sleeping like an angel. I glanced over my shoulder to see if I woke her up. Thank goodness, she didn't even move a bit. A smile crept my lips upon seeing the long slender flawless leg wrapping around my waist and the hand that was on my chest. I felt like she secured her property with this position claiming I was hers."Boss, it's me Luke!" my mind stopped thinking about her for awhile and focused on the call. "My apologies, but it's urgent!" Luke would never call me if it wasn't urgent or something important. I was always the one calling him."Report!" I stealthily got
It took me a couple of hours to go to Safe Haven, the factory where I usually spent my time. Here, I could think well, coordinate with my men well, and focus well. It was a three-story wide building with wide parking space in front and a big cafeteria for my workers at the back. There's also some gazebo, five to be exact, where my workers and my men could take some rest during their break time.As I parked my car just in front of the main door, two of my men came rushing in to greet me. It had always been like this every time I arrived. Leon, the masculine guy and Enzo, tall and skinny, bowed upon seeing me getting off my Lamborghini."Boss! Buongiorno! (Good morning)" they both chimed in."Buongiorno!" I answered back. "Com'è andato il funzionamento dei peluche? (How's the operation of the stuffed toys?)" we spoke in Italian most of the time, for there was some confidential information we couldn't just disclose with the female workers. These workers had no idea that me, their boss, w
Dakota POV . . "A*shole!" I murmured, talking to myself while inside of an Uber. The driver shyly looked at me in the rearview mirror. "Don't mind me!" I just told him, and his eyes went back to his driving. Who would not get mad? First, he forced me to come with him. Second, he...forced me to have s*x with him. Then lastly, he left without even leaving a note. It was a good thing the assistant whose name was Lanie, helped me call an Uber for I wasn't able to charge my phone, and I didn't have time to do it this morning. "We're here!" the driver nudged my thoughts. I gave him my card and he swiped it right away. I got out of the car and strode straight to the building where my unit was. However, upon reaching the entrance, a guy, probably in his late 20s approached me. "Excuse me, miss. I'm new to New York, especially in this area. I'm looking for this flat!" he showed me a brochure of the newly built tower just two blocks away from my building. "Oh! The Sitara Tower? J
I tried to get up after about 30 minutes of that intense quickie Martin, and I did. I remembered I promised a new friend lunch and now it was too late. I charged my phone first while choosing a simple dress for a fine three-o-clock snack. Ocean blue, sleeveless turtle neck maxi dress with a side slit. At least it covered my hickeys. I took my white knee-length boots from the shoe rack and paired them with a small white purse. I gave my brunette hair some volume as it cascaded down my back. With a minimal touch of make-up and light red lipstick, I was ready to go. "Oh! Shoot!" I almost forgot my phone on the bedside table. Checking my missed calls and text messages, I gasped in horror. 50 missed calls from Martin and 10 missed calls from an unknown number. I could guess that must be Harry, and I was right for when I checked the messages, he introduced his name there. Harry: Hi, Dakota! Ahm! It's me, Harry, the Sitara guy. This is my number, by the way. Are we still ok with the lunch?
Unknown POV..I began with the first step, and it seemed to be going well. I thought I would travel a rocky road or climb a stiff mountain, but it was the exact opposite. I went back to my temporary abode to update my boss about the happenings today, and I couldn't wait to hear his praise.I took my phone from my pocket and called a number. The line rang three times before somebody answered it."Who's this?" his voice was thunder, firm, and stern."It's me, godfather!" I uttered as I ambled to the open window of my unit. The terrace was overwhelming. I was on the 50th floor of this single tower in the heart of the city. It was almost dinner time, and the sky highlighted the fiery hue of the sunset. A thin smile crept on my lips, what a beautiful scenery it was."Report now!" my brows furrowed at his tone, but I was used to it. I was thankful he was on the phone. It would be worse if he was in front of me. He was an average-level, well-built man, but he looked like a giant to me."I'