This is not happening, right? One of my legs is literally on the table, and he is looking at me. His gray eyes are mesmerizing but wicked. "What did you say to me, little girl?" The husky voice is another pressure. What is he doing, please? I can't even move. He trapped me, but it is b
The Don tilted his head at me as he increased his pace. Oh God. "I will come back in thirty minutes or an hour. I need to do something for my dad," Mario said. I nodded. The Don raised his brows at me. "Okay," I said. "Alright." He said and I heard him walking away. The Don moved to tak
His eyes moved to me. My heart raced as I held his gaze, but he averted his eyes from me. I lowered my gaze. "Why the rush?" Mimi's mum asked. "I thought about the same question," Mario said, sipping his drink. "Well, it is best known to my love and I," Candela said, smiling. My heart ti
Wait, Camilla? Seriously? She smirked at me, making me scoff as I sensed Mario making steps towards me. "Evie, this is...." "Is this why you texted me?" I retorted, stopping him in his tracks as he furrowed his brows. "What?" "The text," I said. "What text?" He asked as that annoying m
I need to go to sleep. I have seen enough for one freaking night. ************* AN HOUR LATER I stirred to the side again for the umpteenth time! Ugh! Damn you, Camilla. Annoying bitch! I placed my palm on my temples, letting out a frustrated sigh. I can't sleep. That girl has taken
But he was entering the entrance door behind the living room, dressed in his black tank top and gray sweatpants. I furrowed my brows in confusion. Where is he going? My legs are faster than mine as they took towards that direction. I got to the place and I saw a hallway. This mansion has a
THIRD POV "I will spend the weekend at Imogen's," Evelyn said, still without looking at him. Mario's heart tightened, but he accepted that he deserved it. "Okay. I will pick you up on Monday then," he said, looking at her. The fact she is not looking at him right now is breaking his heart. "
"Yes, boss." Manuel said as they both got on their feet and headed out of the office, leaving Mario and Adrian alone in the office. Adrian's eyes move to his son. Mario still looks disturbed. "Tell me about this fucked up mistake you made," Adrian said, moving his gaze to the paper. "She wal
I looked away. "It is bad enough that he is crazy about you. Don't make it worse by making him miserable. Is that clear?" I didn't respond. "Is. That. Clear?" She repeated. I looked at her. She raised her brows. "Crystal, ma'am," I mouthed without leaving out an attitude. She scoffed.
Is he in love with her? Does she even know that? She will be really excited when she hears it from him. God, I have two people I surprisingly care about, in love with one man and I have no idea who to give my support. "Do you by any chance know who it is?" She asked. I looked at her. "Huh?
My palms suddenly became sweaty as I moved one of them behind me while staring at her. "Wha....what?" I stuttered. God, I am giving myself away by stuttering. She saw us! She literally saw us! I am in serious trou.... "Did he kiss you?" She retorted. I furrowed my brows slightly. "What?
I am not really a foodie. I don't want to be too close to anyone now. Okay, we have Oreos, chocolates, cakes, juice and..... I felt an approaching presence behind me, making me freeze. The familiar scent hit my nose, making my heart pick up as it raced pleasantly. His tattooed hand came into
She nodded. "But it is going to be hard whenever I see him every day," I added. "I know. You could rip his clothes off and feast on him. I get it. It is understandable." I chuckled. "Like I said before, Evie. Everything will be fine. You just have to believe." I nodded, smiling at her. "I
His eyes glued on mine and mine fed on his as his alluring scent hit my nose. I lost the balance of my legs, but he held me tighter, giving me the feeling of his warm hands around me. My heart is beyond the marathon race right now. Lord, have mercy. "Stop the stubbornness, little girl." His
He turned to me. Actually to us. My heart raced anyway. "Get in," he ordered, leaving no room for any talk as he walked towards the driver's seat. Yes, daddy. I mean uh, sir. God, Evelyn! He called you a slut. Remember?! Evie nudged me, making me look at her. She moved to the backsea
Imogen held my hand, giving me a hint of how scared she is right now. I am too. I am beyond scared. They are looking at us weirdly like they intend on feeding on us or something. I have three possible things in my mind which I am certain they want to do to us right now. Beat us up. Rape.
She chuckled. "Your shots, ma'am." The bartender said, pushing the shots to us. "Happy shots!" Imogen said and we picked up one and gulped. Then the last ones. My taste buds were on fire. "Whoo!" We said in unison, chuckling afterward. Next, a song by one of our favorite female rappers, N