Mia leaned forward and knocked her forehead, getting her out of her grand escapade, "Don't give me that look, like I told you to ask him to have an orgy with all his hot brothers and cousins!" She threw her hands in the air exasperated, "Missy, nobody, and I mean nobody! gives better relationship advice than us!"Sandra's eyes opened wide at her declaration than she even thought was figuratively possible. Was…was this the best standard of relationship advice nowadays?! Or maybe it was her who was unlucky to always get weird oafs for friends!'First, Rosa, who was too pure and innocent to see the devious Luca's real color and now this woman with the strange idea of leading a love life but... what if her sugar baby ways were the right ways?'She gave a once over to Mia. In the country, there was hardly a man who wasn't a fan of the delicate beauties like her. Then Luca's right hand man, Vincenzo… is always tailing behind her.He had looked like a man who was devastated for both worlds
"Boss, Mrs Giannini is in a private room with Ms. Mia and Ms. Sandra. They seem…harmonious." Luca hummed and hung up. He has guards patrolling around her informing him of her every activity. It wasn't like he didn't trust her. It was just Lana who knew how to yell at trouble to 'come hither' and knowing her whereabouts calmed his raging desires to lock her up in his bedroom. It was an obsession, an intense alleviation of madness. But he was possessive of her, of her skin, of her scent and of her songs, reserved only for him. She was a Siren but she was his siren. Only his. He drummed his fingers on his desk, skimming his eyes through the piles of files he had gone through for the day. He was fast, his deals came easy unlike Andres he only worked in the perimeters of his own rules. Andres was too high and mighty to cheat the lots whereas it didn't bother him. He was the Dark King for a reason. He opened his Macbook and went through the snaps the event manager had sent him for the n
She couldn't stifle the gasp that rose in her throat at the sight in the mirror. She patted her heated cheeks and took a calming breath. Standing here looking at herself the realization hit her like a bulldozer. It was her FIRST DATE and also with her husband! Something she had never thought she would have that too with the man she would go in any corner of the world.Her Adopted Father once told her she was a woman who would know nothing but carnal woman use, she will never grow to be anything the woman had the privilege to be, not a wife, not a...mother. Hearing the him just put salt in her old gash and she was feeling especially rebellious today, she wanted to defy every prediction made of her, every expectation pressured her with.Luca…To her he was a whole new entity. She hadn't had anybody ever see her with respect, cherish her as if he was nurturing the rarest of blooms, whose hold made her feel like she was made of glass. Instinctively a smile bloomed on her face at the thoug
He tugged her harder to him, as his hold obsessively tightened around her, "Mia Sirena." He groaned with his want for her straining his voice, "Mi stai seducendo?" (My Siren) (Are you seducing me?) Lana giggled a melody numbing his body with all the control she wielded over him. She slid her hand behind his neck and tugged his head down till it was aligned with hers, "Ho bisogno di sedurti, tesoro?" she whispered back suggestively in an accent that was too similar to his. (Do I need to seduce you, honey?) She has been watching Italian dubbed Hollywood films and getting familiar with the language for her husband. He didn't know she could ever get more alluringly sexy than she already was unless she spoke in the language he spoke half his life. He could swear not even the natives could renounce her. Here in his arm, defenseless. Giving him control over her, she was the most feline creature. The hunger to taste her then devour her whole was like unleashing beast in him. He wanted no
"What would that be?" Her inquisitive querying entertainment was just to amuse them.He held her hand, landing a kiss at the back of it. "All pretty wives must spend the night in the villa." He pointed at the Villa in the background.Her eyes shimmered, his meaning clear to her, "We can't break rules."He shared a smile at her, "Right." He read her like an open book and deciphered her like she was his own dialect. He smirked and motioned with his forefinger to the jewelry box sitting on the table with their dinner. She hadn't noticed it up close.She turned and stared at him intently for a while not making a move to open the box. She was almost afraid to see what was so worthy that it was exclusive enough to be here.Taking it in her hand, she turned it in all the sides possible, for a very small box it carried weight which would be the case for pearl in the shell too. Giving him one final glance as a chance to retrieve it back, she opened it.She gasped and threw it slipped from her
"Why are there three?" He stared at the custom pieces he had spent fortune just to present in front of her. "I realized even when you didn't say a thing. Everything in the marriage was of my own style and you had a right to input. I could throw you another wedding but would that really be our wedding?" It would lose the feel."So getting you a choice of wedding ring is a humble apology." Her eyes fell on the rings, she hadn't thought him capable of such profound consideration.Her eyes met his, "What if I want them all?""Already yours. They rest were going in your collection anyway.'He was too good to be true, she doubted his devotion. She could see the smug look in his eyes along with seriousness. He was the reason she looked forward to life.She was contemplating throwing the precious stones in the sea, they hardly symbolized independence. But right now she wasn't entertaining feminist thoughts either instead, she took a deep breath to counter to not do anything rash or uncalled
Svetlana eyes lowered while she sat beside him and bit her lower lip as he stared at her with emotions she couldn't decipher. "You are what no one has ever been for me. I feel like I—" Luca cut her butter-smooth placidness at once, "So you are confessing your undying love for me?" His own heart was uncontrollable, so he cut her off.Her head snapped to him as her eyes burnt with devastating convincing he had dished her but then something clicked and she shrugged, "If that's how you want to put it. I would rather, you call us lover's already we are married or though I don't know the life expectancy I feel love for you. But both go by me."He stared at her waiting for a contradictory sentence.To her, physical intimacy was just physical but nothing intimate. She was no woman who held her chastity though at that time she wasn't given a choice, period but all of these were trivial details.He stared at her for a good minute under the golden light straining her already pale reflections. H
You don't need to open this chapter there is just two announcements and me rambling about randoms. There are two things that I want to discuss, Firstly, the story is at its end after which I will be doing thorough editing of the script, grammar and other things. Secondly it has been a while since I posted a full, the reason being I'm sock.Please be patient, I will be back soon. The updates willl hopefully be better by tomorrow and I will be back stronger than before. Hopefully. Besides if it's Okay, it will be nice if you left me some comments or likes. I'll be thankful.
Lana stilled all movements, even breathing, in fear she will reveal herself further. The man held the head of the chair but her sore body and hazy mind was too tired to comprehend a counter attack. She was leaped backward and er arms flail trying to take a hold of him, "Ahh!" The chair couldn't take the loss of momentum and she went rattling against the wall, blissfully though he movement stopped there . "Miserable bitch! Why don't you fucking die already?" A man lit cigarette while sneering in Russian. Her head was splitting with a headache and beside the numbness she could feel the stinging in several of her wounds. "Help me get out of here. I'll spare your life." Her confrontation was straight, she had no pretty words left to serve. The man stilled but a leering smirk too over his features. He leaped forward grabbing her hair with a savage grip. "I don't want to fucking when you have left nothing for me live by. I want you to fucking suffer like my sister did when you kille
When her eyes opened again she felt the ground shook under her. Lana shook her head o clear it but nothing helped her case, even when her her vision cleared the ground shook. She felt light headed and then she saw he vision blur once again and the view changed. Under the serene Gazebo in the spring wind a youth sat by the lake with his pen running fast solving something with astounding accuracy and speed; His pen not pausing even for once. On his desk was a timer that was ticking with five minutes and 28 seconds remaining.She floated around the boy like a ghost, everything was out of her understanding.On one side he had a young woman who looked like a maid or nanny and on the other side a man who was most probably his examiner or teacher. He was intently staring at his work like he was to end the test the instant if one step was missed or written wrong.Behind him sat a man observing him with keen ardor not missing even a single movement. He sipped his tea leisurely seeing the boy
He cut her off with a snort, "Drop the toy or I grill you beyond recognition right here." The gun wasn't going to rescue her, there was unfortunately no way around it. She was one against a dozen, even if she won, which was a high chance she won't, they would grill her with their shots She weighed er options before sliding the gun back in the car, "It's it worth. Killing me will hardly achieve anything—"His eyes were now flashing and he exhaled, "Shut up, you whore! The constant urge to feel your dirty warm blood rush through my hands has been killing me since you murdered Igor. But that Italian bastard makes you tolerable. So you are not dying right now..." It was easy to see where this was going. He planned to use her to lure out Luca. Her head snapped to Ivana who looked ather assured strangely. She gulped and exhaled, "He is not that fond of me—"Something it her in the head and she lost consciousness before she could complete her sentence.
"Sure, do so." Ivana did a loud whistle and familiar faces merged from the green heavy bushes. As the men exited with their arsenals, Lana face changed colors till she was pale with fear and awareness. At last the man that with a cane, stroking his beard with a smirk on his face emerged like a last nail in cofin. She staggered several steps backwards with as her mind registered the situation. Her Grandfather, the Head of the Kuznetsov's, was here in front of her. Her accusing tare fell on Ivanna as panic took reigns of her body. Ivana rolled her eyes at her direction of sight. It may be obvious but it was no less of a shock for her because she had always had tendencies to believe people ad limits they abide by but Ivanna, in her hate, have given her a death sentence. "Svetlana! How long has it been?" "Why are you here? " She hardly stopped her hesitation from showing. Skeptically, his face morphed into a scowl when he saw her horrified expression. Lana had always been go
Ivana waved around her gunin warning, "Now stop the drama and get out already!"After contemplating Lana got out of the car and before Ivana could she fished the gun from under the car seat then with a quick swipe of her leg Ivana gun went flying and she had her at gun point."Take the corpse and leave." Lana asserted.Ivana in return rolled her eyes and raised her hands almost mockingly. Lana stepped away from the car. But she wasn't hasty or desperate. Eventually, she would see how this plays out but blind shots weren't something Ivana did so this et up was suspicious. Telling her what Ivana want for now was like promising people because you have ulcer today, you will have ulcer till death do us apart! Ridiculous!Lana eyes wavered wildly, it didn't make sense for Ivana to be an airhead. The road was isolated except for them, both sides were covered n thick forestation. This could very well for revenge but she looked too calm with how this was playing out."Why are you doing this?"
"Hello, Cousin.""Ivana." Her lips moved and her eyes blinded in disbelief as Ivana stood here pointing the gun at her Her mind directly went to Luca ho wouldn't even know this was happening and who may never see her again. She remembered his touch... it was soothing, the softness in his gaze was something that she longed.Her eyes fell on the driver whose blood was gushing out from his corpse, "You killed an innocent man-"Ivana rolled her eyes with a cold glare, "He was an assassin tasked to kill you but he's late." It made sense, he was suspicious it apparently familiar."And FYI, it's not your first murder encounter." It wasn't. She was 16 when she first killed a man and until him, it all amount to nothing. She assumed she was frigid, or cold-blooded. The only time she had ever had fear or guilt was experiencing but nothing did it for her.P.S. as you already know I'm sick so please do with it. Regular updates soon.
The car was driving insanely fast. She hadn't even this driver before but these days she hardly paid attention to anything. You could say she was assured to the point where she didn't other.She was coming back room a meeting with Mia at a Golf Club when she slept unintentionally because of the long day. When she woke a second ago, she checked to see the driver to be a new eraon with a familiar face.Thinking nothing of it, she fished out her phone call Luca or send him her location when she couldn't find it in her clutch, where he remembered keeping it.Her breath hitched as her eyes took a look at the empty road with no living being on sight. The thumping in her heart blinded er from the surrounding.Like any child that came with a disturbing childhood, she had her demons and hated being touched, stared at or traded. She had a rough idea of what was happening. When people abducted her she could feel them penetrating her fortress of safety she had built and when they stared at her s
"Luca, I think about this often, but I would ather not say it out of embarrassment. I wonder why would you forgive me especially when wasn't even sorry." Her question as a bare whisper.Luca had been more than just a patron or benefactor. She was more useful in chains but volatile when left to the winds, and everyone who had heard of her reputation knew that. She was a wild bird, if he was wise he would have kept her locked in. But on her lowest, he had lifted her off her death bed while vultures rounded her pending corpse.And gave her respect without even shoving it in her face once. He smirked running his fingers through her hair, "I'm a man with no resolve. I'm weak when it comes to you. It wouldn't even matter if you didn't reciprocated it, you were mine the time you got out the car in front of my office."Where she had been it was a matter of times before her captors would have found a loophole in the agreement and used force to extract secrets. He pulled her close and she di
I'm sick today. You don't need to open this chapter there is just two announcements and me rambling about randoms. There are two things that I want to discuss, Firstly, the story is at its end after which I will be doing thorough editing of the script, grammar and other things. Secondly it has been a while since I posted a full, the reason being I'm sock.Please be patient, I will be back soon. The updates willl hopefully be better by tomorrow and I will be back stronger than before. Hopefully. Besides if it's Okay, it will be nice if you left me some comments or likes. I'll be thankful.