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Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewI understand that I hurted her, but each time I want to catch her attention– it pains me three times more than the gunshot I had. Claudia never set her eyes on me. She's always sleeping in the guestroom or if not there, she will sleep beside Lisa. I wonder what was on her mind for the past few days we haven't talked to each other. It's a given that she hates me, but I'd like to know more with regards to her deep thoughts about us. About me. Her cold actions are making me insane. I barely eat and rest due to my work. Even if Philip restricted me and advised me to rest for a month, I did not bother taking his advice and began working my ass out as I usually do. Although I put my hands back, I never abused myself. I'll stop if I feel tired, and I'll go home when I need to. It's just my five Capo's that can't handle the Turkish men that I have to step up and fix things out which is a hundred percent alright to me. It's not that I'm saying they are in
Zamir Trian Cassano’s Point of View Franco Williams. That man is a scumbag. I’ve been wanting to kill him these days. People felt the tension between us earlier. I was clenching my jaw, and was able to drift my eyes at Lorenzo. I wanted to punch him due to what he did. He attacked us and almost shot Saint to death. "Calm down, boss," Lorenzo stated whilst we're inside the car. "People shouldn't know about your connection to Franco. You should protect your image knowing they know you as a CEO." He reminded me. "That asshole shouldn't be there! What the fuck is he doing there anyway?" Lorenzo sighed. "I'm not sure, but I will look into it. Are we going straight to the mansion?" I shook my head. "No. Let's come to my office first." My elbow was at the edge of my car's door whilst my fingers were at my chin, slowly massaging it like a worried man. My forehead was creasing, and it was pretty evident I was annoyed. Franco's appearance shook my whole world. If there's a chance that th
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewI was sitting beside Zamir. We're currently at the hotel he booked for us to have fine dining. It was when all my attention was on the three phones he presented me whilst eating the sweets he ordered for me. Unfortunately, I nearly finished half of the cake since he doesn't like sweets. Why would someone who's as cold as him would want it anyway? Zamir even despised sweet candies and chocolates! Zamir was holding my waist. My back was resting on his chest as I began roaming myself on to the second phone he gave me. Indeed, Zamir was a wealthy man. He had three latest phones and he doesn't even let me use one while he uses three? Unfair! While I was looking at his gallery, there were no pictures on it aside from the goats, deers and cats on it. Well, he might have taken it but seeing the date made my jaw drop. Zamir wasn't the type of person who would take a picture. Not even once I saw a picture of him nor a place he went through aside from the money an
Claudia Woods’ Point of View I enjoyed Zamir’s company especially when we got home together last night with a huge smile on his face. After the incident with Diana, I chose to believe Zamir after finding the sincerity in his eyes. The next day, I woke up so damn early that I managed to prepare breakfast with him as soon as I woke up. However, Lisa was ogling at me like a hawk, trying to catch my smile and the reason behind it. “Let me guess, something happened, yes?” Lisa stated, teasing me with her look. “I thought you’d end things with my not-so-hot-devil Señor?” she inquired. Well, I plan on doing that yesterday. I told Lisa I will end everything Zamir and I had but after finding that his car crashed and no one in his car was answering, I nearly fainted knowing Zamir might have gotten into an accident. However, Gavin had information that Zamir was in his office so I went there desperately, feeling worried about him. I might not want to be with him around me, but I couldn’t
Claudia Woods’ Point of View I haven’t gotten to the club and as I roam my eyes around, I couldn’t stop myself from getting mesmerized. The cold breeze of the air conditioner inside the club oozes toward my body. It hugs my slender features not to mention the fuschia pink sling backless draped split thigh satin dress I was wearing. Zamir and I nearly didn't come after he found out about the dress I was wearing. I honestly love it. It perfectly suits my entire body, however, Zamir wouldn’t allow me to show too much skin. As Zamir and I reached the VIP lounge, a few people were ogling at us but mostly were men who kept glancing at me from head to toe. I could see Zamir clenching his jaw as he glared at people looking at us but my initial reaction seemed to be pissing him off at most. He stopped right in front of the open VIP door where I saw the five capos and some girls inside. Gabriel was kissing one but when Luca gave him a hint to stop, the girl immediately came out. Zamir, on t
Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewShe's wasted, and I bet she doesn't know what she was saying. But this woman is damn right! Hot girls don't kiss first? Fuck. She's making me insane in many ways. I held Claudia's wrist. If only Viktor wouldn't see Emiliana from the lounge, I wouldn't have known what my girl has been up to. I just diverted my eyes away from her to answer some phone calls and yet, she's already at the dance floor grinding her fucking butt around? Insane! "Sweetheart," I mumbled possessively in her ears. "I'll take you home now." She was whining, and kept on going back to the dance floor not until I took my coat off, and wrapped it around her thighs. Claudia screamed the moment I carried her up to my right shoulder, carrying her like a pack of sacks. She kept on screaming and people were watching us when my hands suddenly spank her butt. "I'll drive." I told my driver. He bowed a little as I kept Claudia on the passenger seat and she was lying there peacefully w
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewMy relationship with Zamir has been better than before. There are times we barely see each other but Zamir was consistent keeping an update to me through the phone he recently gave. Well, I finally convinced him to give me one. It was hard to do that though, I think he wouldn't give me any cell phones unless I tell him he doesn't trust me otherwise, his mind won't change. Zamir has become better day by day. I could still vividly remember how I told him I dislike violence, and each time there's something getting on his nerve, he tried his best to remain his cool although he could only do that if I was around but when I'm not, he could barely stop himself from punching someone else or torturing them himself. I have to accept it. At least, Zamir is trying. I am lucky that he's listening to me. Not at all times though. Although there are times Zamir and I doesn't get along well due to some misunderstanding, but he was always the one who's coming after me. I
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewMy eyebrows arched. That was the first thing I did whilst looking at the information Lorenzo gave me. I was sitting across from him at the private plane Zamir owns while my man was talking to Saint at the other set of chairs just right behind us. Lorenzo gave me detailed information about Fatima from the moment I was taken away from her. To my surprise, it was neat and pretty fucking detailed which surprised me at most. It's not that I'm questioning it, but I was just curious as to why Lorenzo give a fuck doing this. "She has been regularly receiving a monthly penny for her to spend with regards to what she needs…" Lorenzo stated. "Three thousand dollars per month." My eyes widened. "But she knows I'm working right? She wouldn't believe me if you gave her huge money like that monthly!" Lorenzo sighed. "Don't worry, she doesn't know what your work is. Just make up some stories when you get back home." "Do you think that's easy?" I sneered. "She's not