The smell of delicious coffee woke me up and I opened my eyes to see we were at a drive through to buy coffee.Marco looked over when he realized I was awake and smiled, "Perfect timing, what coffee would you like?" He asked kindly as his driving partner ordered 2 americanos.I cleared my throat before straightening up and sitting down comfortably, they let me drift off to sleep and I was thankful for the attention given to me."Hot chocolate only, I can't drink coffee." I replied with a small smile and made the man in front of me raise an eyebrow but still placed my order.The man named Marco handed me my hot chocolate with a Tuna sandwich, "You need to eat too." He said when he saw me staring at the sandwich he gave me."Thank you." I said before closing my mouth as I yawned widely.As I opened the plastic and started eating, the car started moving again and I realized something."So you know my new apartment." I said as I started eating the sandwich in my hand, it’s not a question
Letting out a long sigh, I knew that I could no longer delay going to the recovery room and seeing Bradley's condition there.After visiting the inpatient ward and checking on the patients there with some of the main doctors, I couldn't find any more excuses not to go to the recovery room.All the senior doctors patted me on the back and congratulated me when they heard that I managed to save someone important with my intuitive speed in handling emergency patients.Trying to keep smiling and not roll my eyes in annoyance, because isn't that what they usually do? Saving people? Why does it matter when I succeed?Sighed... I guess it was because of who Bradley was, was it just me who was weird for not knowing who he was?"Dwyne..." I looked over to see Daniel walking towards me with a smile "I heard that you managed to save a man and this hospital" He said as he walked beside me.Frowning my face as I was confused by the words he threw out "man and hospital?" I responded quickly and ask
Since then several specialist doctors have asked for my help and it has been two days since he’s moved to an inpatient room, but I only told my junior colleague to monitor him because today I also have two neurology surgeries scheduled with Dr. Stefan, so I can only visit him when he's asleep."Thank you for your hard work doctor." Dr Stefan said to me as we finished the operation and he went to the senior doctor's room.I nodded my head respectfully before sighing and walking towards the doctor's internship room.It was 1am in the morning and I was thinking of visiting Bradley before getting some rest, so I turned around and walked towards a different direction.Ping..Being in a different building, I walked out of the elevator and saw 2 guards standing at the entrance of the VVIP ward. Yes, the entire 7th floor VVIP cannot be entered except by the patient's family from Bradley and authorized hospital employees.Dr. Patrick explained that not only for security but also to avoid any u
I was asked to rest while they checked for concussion or internal bleeding as my face was now severely swollen."Are you alright doctor Dwyne?" Asked the senior nurse named Mona who helped me ice my swollen eyes and gave me the repellent I had requested since my head started throbbing, "Why are you that reckless instead of asking for help from his guards outside?" She sighed and looked worried.Yes, all bystanders must have thought this was horrible, because my face was so swollen that it was difficult for me to open my eyes.D*mn, I didn't expect him to hit me so quickly and make me who has this martial arts basic ashamed of my carelessness."What happened to the attacker?" I asked, wondering if she knew anything about it.She shrugged, " I heard that the guards took care of it and brought it straight to the police station." She replied before going out and continuing her work, leaving me alone in the doctor room.I sighed while throwing my head in the pillow to get some sleep since
I took a long nap the moment my bed hit me. It was 3PM when I woke up and decided to order Chinese food since I’m too lazy to cook anything. If I could actually, you know how bad I am with cooking. While waiting, I decided to take a bath and I sat in the tub for a long time until I figured if my skin got any more pruned, someone would throw me into a bag of nuts. Haha.. what a lame joke. I grab a raw meat and put it on my swollen face before settling in front of the TV in my short pants and pink tank top without wearing any bra, thinking of just staying at home. Ting.. tong… By the time my dinner came, I was watching Tom Cruise in his new movies and groaned loudly when I had to pause it and I had to open the door to take my dinner. “Wait for me, baby.” I shout to Tom Cruise before I open the front door only to get frozen when I know that it isn’t the person I expected. I wanted to say that my stomach didn’t flip when I saw him standing in front of me, looking pissed off handso
There are different kind of people in this world, the ones that can look like a model without putting in much effort, secondly the one that requires heavy make-up to look flawless and lastly the one that looks like someone who has been beaten up and then thrown out and hit by a bus so that whatever is done will not be able to compete with the first or second. Staring at the man standing in front of me who I guess falling into the first category made me smile in annoyance because I knew that my current appearance would definitely fall into the third category. D*mn…!! Didn't he just get out of the hospital? I can even see the bandages around his stomach, but why he still looks that stunningly handsome is beyond my imagination… I sighed before taking a seat again in front of my food. “So, what are you doing here?” I asked and continued eating my forgotten Chinese food. He walked to my refrigerator and stood there for a second before grabbing a bottle of water and drinking it then s
My eyes widened when we stopped in front of the place. “Olio e Piu? Don't we have to make a reservation first? It's not a restaurant you can just walk into like that, Brad." Was my comment still in shock. I stared dumbfounded at the expensive restaurant and refused to get out of the car. With my clothes and appearance like this?! God, I could die of embarrassment. The man called Bradley just stared at me silently before letting out a long breath "You don't want to come here?" He asked and I rolled my eyes at his stupid question. Duh... "Find somewhere else that's casual, please." I suggest politely and make him stare at me. He sighed, "Do you know that your appearance already beats all the women who wear heavy make-up and expensive clothes without even trying?" I had to blink a few times after hearing his words. Is he serious?! They are the most beautiful words anyone has ever said to me. Sh*t! Calm down my heart... calm down... "Thank you." I whispered in embarrassment a
"Take care of things here," Bradley said to Marco who nodded his head before he put away his gun and put it back in his trouser pocket as if it was just a wallet instead of a weapon. O God, how can he be that calm! I thought in surprise and gasped in shock as he hoisted me again as if I were a sack of potatoes instead of a human being. "Brad... What are you doing, your wound could actually reopen!" I said in panic but he just growled and ignored my words as he started walking with me on his shoulder towards the back door. Bang... Bang! Again the sound of gunfire was heard, but the man holding me continued to walk casually with me as if what happened there was not a gunfight that could hurt everyone there. The car we were using to get here stopped just as we opened the back door and Brad quickly opened the passenger door and took me inside. However, just as I thought he was about to get in with me into the car, I widened my eyes in shock as he closed the door without getting in w
The next day, Dwyne couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, a bemused smile tugging at her lips as she saw Marco and Gray standing in the lobby, a sleek black Mercedes waiting behind them. Both men stood confidently, arms crossed, clearly in no rush, as if they’d been waiting all morning.“Seriously? You two are my bodyguards now?” Dwyne exclaimed in disbelief, shaking her head as she walked toward the car. My God…She paused only for a second, glancing at the luxurious vehicle. It was the kind of car she never imagined herself stepping into, much less on a casual trip to the hospital.Marco and Gray exchanged amused looks, shrugging in unison. “You know how much you matter to him," Marco said with a grin, gesturing for her to get inside.Dwyne rolled her eyes at their response. “To him? Or to all of you?” she muttered as she slid into the car. It was a rhetorical question, but she couldn’t shake the feeling. The weight of it all. Us—they’d said. Them all. The realization was unsett
Phillipe Quinn stood by his office window, swirling the glass of whiskey in his hand. The weight of seeing Ellaine after all these years hung heavily on him. He hadn’t expected it, certainly not in the chaotic setting of a public hospital. Ellaine… She looks well…The years of separation, filled with silence and unanswered questions, flooded his thoughts. He wasn’t sure what to make of it, but one thing was clear—Ellaine hadn’t been alone.The memory of the man who accompanied her flashed in his mind. Who is he?There was something about him, something dangerous, even more so than Benjamin Harrington. Ugh.. The thought made Phillipe clench his jaw. Benjamin had been a nightmare for their family, especially for Ellaine, and the idea of someone worse lurking around her filled him with dread.His thoughts were interrupted when Harry, his second brother and colleague, spoke up. “What’s going on, Phillipe? You’ve been staring at me for a full minute. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
My eyes widened when we arrived at The Astoria, a luxury apartment complex in Coral Gables, just a stone's throw away from Palm Beach. Is he serious?!The sleek glass facade gleamed under the afternoon sun, and palm trees lined the pristine entrance, making the place look more like a five-star resort than a residence. I couldn’t help but take in the grandeur as Gray stopped in the lobby. When I turned to Bradley, he was already staring at me, that guilt-ridden smile plastered on his face. He knew exactly what I was thinking."You put me in The Astoria?" I frowned, my voice filled with shock and a hint of disbelief. Of course, Bradley would go overboard after everything that had happened. I should’ve known this would be his way of keeping me safe.He raised his eyebrows, his playful grin barely masking the seriousness underneath. "It's the safest place," he replied. "Unless you want to stay in one of my mansions?" His eyes lit up in excitement, as though the idea of me moving into h
As Benjamin Harrington walked back towards his Bentley, his eyes remained locked on Bradley, who stood beside Dwyne with a protective stance.The disbelief on Benjamin’s face was palpable as he tried to process the unexpected scenario unfolding before him.Bradley’s presence was commanding; his posture was assertive, a stark contrast to the apprehensive demeanor of Benjamin.Dwyne, clutching Bradley’s arm with a grip that spoke volumes of her reliance and trust, was visibly shaken.Benjamin couldn’t help but wonder about this man who had become so integral to Dwyne’s life. The juxtaposition of their reactions—Dwyne clinging to Bradley as if her life depended on it and Bradley’s unwavering vigilance—made Benjamin’s curiosity deepen.The tension in the air was thick. Dwyne’s heart raced with a frenetic rhythm, not from fear of Benjamin, but from concern for what Bradley might d
As Dwyne and Bradley's car glided through the familiar streets of Palm Beach, a mix of nostalgia and melancholy washed over her.The palm trees lining the avenue swayed gently in the warm breeze, casting dappled shadows on the road. This was the place where she had spent her formative years, a place now filled with memories both bittersweet and poignant.Their first stop was the old Ballet building, a grand structure with arched windows and elegant columns. Dwyne’s gaze softened as she looked up at the building, the place where she had spent countless hours perfecting her craft.She remembered the thrill of her first recital, the hard-earned applause, and the grueling practice sessions. But it was also where her dreams had been interrupted by a cruel twist of fate. A sharp pain surged
The private jet glided smoothly through the skies, carrying Dwyne and Bradley back to America after their whirlwind trip.The lush green landscapes of Italy had gradually given way to the sprawling vistas of the American Midwest, and now the jet was nearing its destination.As the plane journeyed on, the weight of their conversations and the revelations shared between them lingered in the air.Bradley had opened up to Dwyne about his life, his role in the Mafia, and the burdens and responsibilities that came with it. It had been a deep, often intense sharing of his world, one that had laid bare the vulnerabilities and challenges he faced.Now, as they flew back home, Dwyne felt it was her turn to reveal her own story—a story she had kept guarded for a l
The next morning, the soft light of dawn crept through the curtains of their villa on the Amalfi Coast. The gentle sound of waves lapping against the shore created a serene backdrop as Bradley gently woke Dwyne with passionate kisses on her lips while stroking her naked body under the blanket. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet his warm gaze.“Good morning, Amore mio” Bradley said, his voice tinged with excitement and warmth. “I have something special planned for us today.”Dwyne stretched and smiled, her curiosity piqued. “What’s going on?”Bradley’s eyes sparkled with both pride and nervousness. “We’re going to have breakfast with my family”“What?” Dwyne’s heart raced with a mix of excitement and apprehension. “I.. I’m honored and a little nervous.”Bradley gave her a reassuring smile. “There’s no need to be nervous. My uncle and his wife are wonderful people. They’ll appreciate you as much as I do.”The morning was crisp and clear, and after a quick breakfast at their
“What? We’re not coming home yet?!” Dwyne exclaimed in disbelief, her eyes widening as she processed the news. “You’ve planned another trip? Where to this time?” Her voice was a mix of astonishment and excitement, as she tried to grasp the full extent of Bradley’s elaborate plans.Next, they flew to France, where Paris awaited with its timeless charm.“I can’t believe it—France?!” Dwyne exclaimed in wonder, her voice filled with awe as she peered out of the plane window. The sight of the Eiffel Tower, standing tall and elegant against the Parisian skyline, took her breath away.Her eyes wide with disbelief and excitement. The iconic landmark seemed to shimmer in the distance, a perfect prelude to the magical experiences Bradley had promised.
Dwyne cast a skeptical glance at Bradley as they approached the bustling airport, her eyebrows raised in curiosity. “So, Bradley, you really think we’re going to manage without any luggage? I didn’t bring anything.”Bradley’s face broke into a reassuring smile. “Absolutely. I’ve got everything covered. You don’t need to worry about a thing—just enjoy the adventure.”Okay then, she thought with a shake head.Dwyne shook her head in disbelief but trusted Bradley’s confidence. His track record of surprises and meticulous planning had always been spot on, so she decided to go along with it.Their first destination was Switzerland, where the snowy landscapes greeted them with a magical winter wonderland. They landed in Zurich, and a sleek black car whisked them away to a luxurious alpine chalet nestled in the heart of the Alps. The chalet, with its panoramic views of the snow-covered peaks and cozy interior, was nothing short of spectacular.Inside the spacious, elegantly appointed changi