Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewA heavenly being standing amidst the lush greenery of the garden... And a mysterious figure walking beside her? “Who is that conniving scoundrel cackling with my beloved lady?” Inhaling deeply, my chest tightened as I turned to catch a glimpse of Lorenzo and Saint engaged in conversation behind me. As I interrupted, their eyes were fixed on the intricate map laid out before them. “Who's that obnoxious person hanging out with Claudia?” I asked again, but my eyes were met with disappointment. Lorenzo positioned himself right next to me and uttered his words. “Ah, behold the fresh-faced gardener, a newcomer to our midst. Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other, as if they were one entity. Yesterday, they hit the gym together, sweating it out side by side.” I felt a surge of anger as my eyebrows knitted together, the gardener's words making me want to snap his neck like a twig. But I knew that was an irrational thought, and besides, Cla
Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewNothing could ever beat the feeling of superiority knowing people look down on you too much after being aware of the things you could do. Walking toward the empty warehouse, the guards outside seemed surprised seeing me along with my camaraderie. They have tried to pull their guns out of their pockets, when my men are too fast and already gotten it with their bare hands, shoot them straight in their head. "Douchebags." Saint remarked. I clenched my jaw as we headed toward their main door. People were looking at us with shocked eyes. Everyone stopped what they were doing, some were drinking and gambling at the corner and no one survived. I shoot everyone I see. All of them ran through my nerves and didn't want to spare anyone. There are a total of one hundred people inside, and seeing how we are only thirty, these muttons already had the advantage but they weren't prepared for the attack. "Tell boss Italians are here!" I heard one of their men
Claudia Woods’ Point of ViewWaking up in a bad nightmare is something someone wouldn’t want to experience especially when it involves people you care the most. I was sweating as I sat down on the bed, seeing no one beside me. No traces of smoke are inside and the smell remains the same. Even the sliding glass door isn’t open as well as the curtains remaining at its finest weren’t touched. One thing was confirmed. Zamir hasn't returned home yet.I woke up at exactly three in the morning, an evil hour according to people. I dreamed of Zamir getting shot, and for some reason, my heart was pounding so heavy that I even broke the glass that was just above the cabinet beside the mattress. I bit my lower lip and prayed. Even after he left earlier, I felt like something bad would happen but I tried my best to keep positivity until I dreamed about him. Staying inside the bedroom is the best thing to do. I have no strength to go downstairs because of fear thinking someone out there might als
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewA day had passed and Zamir hadn't woken up yet. The doctor said all his vitals are normal and nothing seemed to be wrong. His room was heavily guarded so that only people who's close to him could come in. I was worried, I don't trust the new doctor. I am being insane due to what happened to him and I couldn't even trust a specialist! Nevertheless, I just convinced myself that it's better if he stays asleep but not forever. Zamir barely rests and he doesn't even close his eyes for straight four hours and above. In the end, the only thing I did was to gaslight myself and keep my mind positive. "How's the organization so far?" Lorenzo asked whilst Saint and the three of us were inside the kitchen. Lisa prepared lunch for me but I have no appetite to eat it. "Was it really okay to talk about that when…" he then glanced at me. I saw it in my peripheral vision. "Don't worry about Miss Claudia. She's trusted and… the boss trusts her." Saint sat down beside
Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewThere are several reasons to be mad about it but I chose to silence my mouth. My men, who failed to come after that scumbag were doing their best to run after him again. However, after knowing he fle away from the country, I don't think I'd get a hold of him again. Nevertheless, I tried my best to do it at my end as well. Kasem wouldn't be able to go on the lose if I pull the trigger immediately. It's just, it took me for a long time doing that. "One thing kept on running through my mind. All of his men were present in that warehouse and we killed all of them. They are just around two hundred and above, aren't they?" I inquired. Saint, who's at the back, nodded his head. "Yes, boss. You are right." "Then how come there are still people who is still able to lift his hand and attacked us?!" I couldn't stop mhself from thundering my voice out, feeling stressed on things that happened. I nearly get unbalanced when that happened. The wound I got fr
Zamir Trian Cassano’s Point of View Claudia was hands on taking care of me. I honestly could see how she loves medicine from planting herbs at every mansion we fell into especially when Claudia reads books that are medical related. As soon as I put down the water I drank, my throat went bitter. “Boss,” Saint came in. Her eyebrows arched. “What is it again? If you will make my patient work again, I swear, I’ll cut your arms and feet!” I took a deep breath which made Saint furrowed his eyebrows as well as creasing her forehead. “Don’t look at her like that. She might do it.” I warned him. Saint eased his facial expression. “What is it?” “It’s about the hostages,” Saint asserted. I swiveled my motion behind and then sat at the chair across Claudia. “What is it all about?”“I know one of them… and she has something to do with me and I just want to ask if I could get a hold of her since… she is mine to deal with,” Saint said with a rigidness in his mind. I took a deep breath and the
Claudia Woods’ Point of View There was a huge grin on my face the moment I woke up. Sticking with Zamir for a couple of days from the moment he was shot became a huge way for us to know each other. Apparently, he is not just a short-tempered and hot-headed type of person. He is also stubborn and I wonder if everyone already saw this side of him. Well, I find him funny, annoying as my patient and cute. “Had a good sleep?” Saint inquired with a huge teasing grin as Zamir and I entered the room together. “I should be the one asking that. How’s the first night with your woman though?” I retorted back with a wide grin. Saint arched his one eyebrow before Zamir pulled me beside him. “Don’t start a fight with him…” he murmured. “What? I’m not doing anything!” Saint is an asshole. He is far from Lorenzo and teasing me, making my blood boil, annoying the shit out of me without a reason are his habit. Well, Lorenzo and I could get along but I couldn’t see Saint and I being on good terms.
Claudia Woods’ Point of View She was pretty. The moment she opened her eyes, I could see the fear in it but I never said anything or did something that could upset her. Instead, I began to smile and converse with her with so much care and gentleness. "Do you take medicine as well?" I inquired, seeing that the shirt she was wearing was the name of a university hospital. "H-How did you know?" I chuckled and then spoke. "It's in your shirt. I study medicine too but I have to stop. Though, I have quite a bit of knowledge when it comes to it. Would you permit me to check and touch you?" Her name was written on the shirt as well. Amelia Lacroix. Nice name. I wonder what year is she? She seemed like a woman my age. She's pretty, and the scars didn't become a hindrance to see the full view of her beauty. By the time that I had the chance to treat her, it was when questions flooded into my mind. “Do you know Saint? Is he annoying you too?” I inquired with a gentle voice. “Is he doing t
Third Person's Point of View"Ma'am Claudia," Rana, their baby's nanny suddenly asserted. Claudia was inside her walk-in closet, she was done changing her clothes after a maid spilled wine on her clothes that's why she immediately changed. Rana came inside the walk in closet with a smile on her face. "Everyone is waiting for you, even baby Claudine. You should go!" Rana asserted with a huge smile. Feeling nervous, Claudia immediately stood up from her seat and spoke. "Really? Zamir might be looking for me already." The nanny's eyes went to the box where Claudia's jewelry is there including the limited edition jewelry set Zamir gave her after she gave birth. Due to panic, Claudia went out without locking the door and leaving Rana inside without thinking about the possibilities that might happen. Everyone was at the Cassano residence where the christening and the first birthday of their baby occurred. Zamir Trian Cassano has a wide net connection and every person who was invited cam
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewMonths had passed… I woke up with Zamir by my side. He was doing his work inside his bedroom while I was on the bed. As I've said, Zamir is also a businessman and instead of going to his company, he took all the work at home to be with me. He has his personal assistant or secretary doing meetings for him which made Zamir tied up to his house for weeks now. Currently, he's working beside me while we're on the bed when Fenrir called him seconds earlier, asking if he wants to go out. "I'll think about it. I don't think Claudia will—" A small groan came out from my lips when I heard him say that and Zamir only gave Fenrir a curse on his face. "Heard that? My woman doesn't want me to leave." Months after months of being pregnant, I noticed that I was getting more and more clingy. The first trimester was so damn hard for both of us yet after that, I want Zamir around me and doesn't want him to leave my side. At first, I was hesitant thinking I am already st
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewSaint and Lorenzo stayed with us for over an hour. They became my friends for months. I stayed with them and also, we became closer because of the headache I caused to Lorenzo when I was still new here. Anyhow, I'm still a little against his relationship with Fatima. "Do you see that katana, Lorenzo? I'll smack you with that if you tried pulling such a stunt toward fFatima." Lorenzo spoke. "I don't think so. Boss got it in auction for $1.2 million. I don't think he will let you use that. It's an ancient katana, you know." Lorenzo affirmed before smiling so damn wide to me. I chuckled. "Really? It seems like you haven't seen the other side of your boss." "Tell us how he is as your boyfriend. He's too strict, serious and untouchable whenever he's with us." Upon going back on how Zamir treats me, he opened his soft side on me. He gave me too much affection and became vulnerable whenever he's around and I don't want them to know about his other side. I wi
Claudia's Point of View That's exactly what happened the night after. I was spreading my legs wider already on him whilst he was in between my thighs, rocking my world as I begged him to stop after one round. Zamir couldn't stop himself anymore and did it with me but of course, with applying the advice of the doctor. "Zamir… I'm tired." I moaned whilst he was holding my hand. "Aaahhh… mhmmm baby. Oh God…" He smirked. He leaned his body closer to me before kissing my cheeks down to my neck until his lips went to my mound. He sucked my nipples like a baby, rocking my pussy whilst I moaned so loud inside his room. "Zamir…" I called his name. "Fuck." Zamir hummed. "Yes, my love? Do you like it?" I fucking love it.He's pounding me for less than an hour already and Zamir doesn't even want to take a break. His pace aren't slow nor fast either but I'm still tired. I thought he's done already but when he told me to bend over and face the rack, I followed him immediately and spread my l
Claudia Woods’ Point of View "Is that… all?" I muttered solemnly whilst I was sitting above the high stool chair while he was across me, hugging me from behind while caressing my tummy. "You are forced to marry Danica Collins because of your organization right? To know who's the real mastermind or game master of the Russians?" Zamir bobbed his head gently. "Yes, my love." "And… and you didn't tell me because you don't want me to worry and you do that want me to think that you don't love me anymore." He sighed. "I can't just tell you about that anyway. I love you. I don't want you to slip away from me." Even if Zamir already told me the truth, I am still worried. Maybe because things that happened aren't as light as what I think. It still gives me trauma, and the fact that I developed trust issues is also making the way I perceive him have some inner conflicts. Zamir lifted my chin, urged me to glance at him whilst holding those tears who wanted to flow down. He was gentle when h
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewZamir was holding my back, caressing it while he was humming, consoling me from what happened. Just like before, his hugs are enough for me to stop wailing yet my chest still feels heavy. I waited for Zamir to come here. I waited for him to come and see me after a while because of all the people I could call with, he's the only person that registered into my mind. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He muttered softly whilst wiping the tears streaming down my face. Some might think I look like a baby who's crying like an idiot to his dad but I'm not. For some reason, I wasn't able to speak. I was still frightened about what happened.He was caressing my face with his callous palms as anxiety remained surging inside my inner demons. I couldn't help not crying and longed for him. It's funny how I told myself not to come to him anymore but to think he's the only person that could soothe me despite who he was. There are enough reasons for us to be together
Claudia Woods' Point of View I was getting better day by day. I used to get angry whenever I saw Zamir around me but I got used to it. I still haven't talked to him for awhile now but he shows up whenever I need some help. It's not Lorenzo nor Saint nor Gavin but him. My initial plan today is to go to the mall and shop some clothes for me but Fatima wasn't there to accompany me. She's busy with her work and school and at the same time, she's having fun with Lorenzo. Why would I bother disturbing them anyway? I was against their relationship at first but I could see Fatima happy with him. I don't wanna erase those smiles Lorenzo gave to my cousin. "Whoa. That looks good…" I muttered when I saw a stall that serves raw food but to think that I was pregnant and food like these for pregnant ladies are restricted. While I was strolling around the mall, I could feel that someone was following me. But whenever I glanced around, there was no face showing up. At first, I thought it was Pane
Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of View"How is she?" It was the first thing that came off my lips when I saw her cousin Fatima with Lorenzo. She's currently with him and we're inside his apartment. I have nowhere to go until I remember going here to drink with him yet his girl was there. It seems like I got slapped by them due to the relationship they had both with each other. As soon as I lifted my hands and drank all the liquor inside my shot glass, Fatima spoke. "She's doing well. How about you? We should be the one who's asking you that." Technically, without Claudia everything is fucked up. Miserable. I wanted her by my side but she pushed me away. I became alcoholic again because of her yet I can't do anything about her. The doctor told me about her current situation and condition. She said the baby is weak and stressing her even more will make the baby leave us inside her womb and God knows how much I want to keep them both alive. It's fucking hard. I want to explain myself
Claudia Woods' Point of View"Goodness, Claudia!” My cousin Fatima asserted. Both of us are now inside our apartment. I went back here right after I woke up and the day after, I discharged myself and paid all my hospital fees. It took me a lot of money but I didn't mind. Instead, I like the idea of paying for it rather than someone else doing it for me. My taste got bitter. I wasn't expecting Zamir to show up while I was in the hospital. It shows that he no longer cares about me and nothing matters to him other than his organization. "Why do you suddenly want to move out?" Fatima muttered which made me a little uneasy. She doesn't know about it yet but she isn't asking questions. "Why can't we? I have enough money." As soon as I said that, it was when Fatima rolled her eyes at me. Both of us were sitting in our living room, feeling hungry. I was scrolling through my phone as I was craving for Korean food and buffalo wings. It's been awhile since the last time I ate that. Fatima