The guard pulled open the car door for Mimi and she glanced at the guard before getting into the car. She turned towards Marco who had his gaze fixated on her, and smirked as she pulled off her oversized shades. “Long time no see,” She drawled, the smirk still in place. Marco returned the smirk with his charming ones. The kind that would disarm anyone. “Indeed, The Miracle Gonzalo.” He replied, his voice smooth and unhurried. Their eyes met in a silent clash of egos, each too proud to break the moment first. They were supposed to be fiancés, but their relationship was a battlefield of egos, they were unwilling to yield. Despite looking at the woman before him and taking in every feature of her face, Marco never felt his heart skip a beat like it always did each time he glanced at Alessia. If anything, he didn’t even feel like staring at Miracle. So many years had passed and she had eventually grown into a very beautiful woman. But to him, the only woman who was beautiful enough
“Long time no see, Girlfriend,” Gaia said as she flashed her perfect set of teeth at Mimi and Marco.Marco felt like rubbing the space between his brows, knowing that he was in for a lot of drama from these two.Mimi returned the smile with the same ones that didn’t reach her eyes as she asked, “Girlfriend? Excuse me, but I’m not a petty soldier.” Mimi retorted sarcastically.Well apparently, something had transpired between the both of them and they ended up getting separated as friends.So now, the only thing left was a bunch of frenemies.Gaia twirled the glass in her hand around as she raised a brow. She never wanted to cause a scene or maybe shame Mimi before Marco, but the girl was being unreasonable for no reason.“Petty soldier you say? I think that petty soldier is better than a spoiled brat civilian who can’t tell their left from right.” Gaia said in return, maintaining a stoic expression.“What? What did you call me?” Mimi dropped her hand from Marco’s as she watched Gaia i
“Well, thank goodness. Your Uncle, Francesco, and the entire family have approved of the one-month extension you asked for. So the wedding wouldn’t be an excuse for you not to also focus on finding that bastard.” Ezekiel said to Marco who was seated opposite him.Marco breathed out a sigh of relief, knowing his heart and head would finally be at peace and would eventually function better this time.He had been so stressed out by the fact that he was getting married in 5 days and at the same time trying to catch Double S.Now that he had been granted an extra month, he would have the chance to focus on Double S.But again, he had to stop the wedding with Mimi. He couldn’t just sit around and wait for her to sort it out like she said earlier. He knew without a doubt that it wouldn’t be that easy for her to achieve.So, he would take matters into his own hands and stop the damn wedding coming up in 5 days.After he left the party the previous night, he had gone straight to the mansion an
“Why did he hang up on me?” Mimi asked as she pulled the phone away from her ear, staring at the screen.“He didn’t even let me say what I had to say. I’ll call him back.” She said and dialed his number again.But surprisingly, Marco’s phone suddenly went dead.“What the?” She glanced at the maid in her bedroom and back at her phone.“Did he turn his phone off?”The maid said nothing as she watched Mimi pace back and forth in the bedroom.She was dressed in a white dress that hugged her slender waist and flared downwards. The upper part was tight as it clung onto her body like a second skin.Her long red hair was let loose, falling in heavy curls around her.The maid opened her mouth to say something, but the moment she saw Mimi’s face, she gave up and shut her mouth.Mimi tried multiple times to reach Marco again, but all the results remained the same. He was unreachable.She gritted her teeth, and threw the phone on the bed, “How could he just ignore me like that? Did I say somethin
Everyone turned to Marco the moment they heard Dante’s words.It was surprising to see he had already woken up in the space of one hour. Of course, this was Marco for crying out loud. It was as if he was immune to pain and injuries.Dante hurriedly walked forward towards him, but before he could say a word, Ezekiel beat him to it.“What the fuck happened to you?” He asked Marco seriously.Marco shut his eyes briefly and opened them again. “ I was attacked by Double S.”At those words, everyone except Selena gasped, “What the hell? Double S tried to kill you in person?” Dante was surprised, Double S never showed himself to the public. He always wore a mask to conceal his face, and the fact that Marco saw him meant he really wanted to kill Marco this time.Dante turned to look at the Doctor and bowed politely, “Ezekiel would see you out.” Ezekiel wanted to protest, but seeing the look Dante threw at him, he had no other choice than to accept.“This way, sir.”The both of them left toget
“Can I have a word with you?” The moment Alessia heard his voice, she looked up at him, her piercing blue eyes looking dim totally unlike the usual one he saw the first time she arrived.Marco had really dimmed her shine by keeping her locked up here.“I don’t want to have any words with you,” she replied and brought her head down again.Dante let out a sigh and proceeded towards the bed.“Stay put,” She halted him in his tracks. “Whatever you have to say, please say it from there.” She added.Dante nodded and opened his mouth, “Look, Alessia. I know what Marco did to you was totally uncalled for. That is why I’ve come here, to help you elevate those terrible memories and make you feel at home, at least for a while.”Hearing those words from him, Alessia finally looked up at him, “What do you mean? What exactly are you talking about?” She couldn’t help but ask.“So it’s this way, we won’t be having a party in a few minutes downstairs in the party room. Apparently, one of us is having
“So you’re saying you won’t listen to your father? Is that it, Grace?” Grace rolled her eyes exhaustedly as she walked out of the club. The nagging never ends.“Mum, I never said I wouldn't listen. You just have to make him understand that this club is like the highest-paying center in this city. I need to save up some more before I move abroad.” She explained again for the tenth time to her mum who had made it a life goal to always nag her about working at the club.“Grace, we know they pay well. But we’re worried about your safety. I’ve heard so much bad news about that place and it’s not safe for a woman.” Her mum said again, not about to give up.“But I’ve worked there for three years. Nothing has happened to me.”“And isn’t three years enough time to save up enough to leave? You’ve been saving for three damn years! Do you plan to become America’s president when you get there?!” This time, she couldn’t help but yell out.Grace winced and distanced the phone from her ear for a brie
“Is something wrong?” The man asked, raising a perfectly carved eyebrow.Grace struggled to find her voice as she took in his appearance.If it weren’t for his gray eyes, she definitely would have thought he had a close tie with Alessia.“No, nothing’s wrong. Thank you for saving me.” She said and gave a slight bow.The man scanned her body, seeing the arm she held onto, he looked up at her and sighed, “Your arm, let’s go to the clinic. There’s one a few meters away from here.” He offered, all the while maintaining a calm expression.Grace looked down at her injured arm and then looked up at him. For some reason, she felt fear just staring at him right now. A part of her screamed at her to run as far as possible from that man, but she stood her ground. He couldn’t possibly save her only to harm her afterward, right?“Miss?” The man called for her deviated attention again and she returned her gaze to him.“Oh, this…. Ok.” She finally accepted.He smiled at her and gestured for her to w
Marco leaned back in the leather, his gaze fixed on the glass of whiskey swirling in his hand. The amber liquid caught the light from the morning sun, shining a warm glow across the room. Dante sat across from him, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the armrest, a thoughtful expression on his face.“So,” Dante began, breaking the comfortable silence, “you’ve been quiet since that rooftop moment with Alessia. What’s going on in that head of yours, Marco?”Marco sighed, setting the glass down on the polished mahogany table.“I’m just thinking about how things are going to change soon,” he said, his voice heavier than usual. “In a few days, things are going to be changed.”Dante understood where he was heading, it was about his position as head of the clan. Before Dante could say a word, Marco continued, “Before anything changes around here, I want to do something fun.” Dante raised a questioning brow, already showing interest. “You’re thinking about a party, aren’t you?” he asked, e
The sight before her left her utterly speechless as she stepped out of the guest room. Her eyes darted between Marco and the woman who stood beside him. Were they just locked in each other’s embrace, kissing?Her anger surged, boiling over into a fury. “What the hell is going on here?” She demanded as if entitled to their explanation.Marco rolled his eyes and shoved both his hands into his pants pocket.“What does it look like to you?” He returned the question with his.Miracle’s gaze darkened, her eyes now locked onto Alessia. She had red hair—just like hers, and they both looked similar, which was uncanny for Mimi. It only riled her up even more. “Who is she?” She went ahead to ask Marco. “Is she the one? Your lover and the reason you’re refusing to accept me?”“She has nothing to do with you,” Marco interrupted her words, his face grim. “And I think it’s time for you to leave.” He added, his tone leaving no room for argument.But Mimi was far from done. Her first clenched at her
The sight before her left her utterly speechless as she stepped out of the guest room. Her eyes darted between Marco and the woman who stood beside him. Were they just locked in each other’s embrace, kissing?Her anger surged, boiling over into a fury. “What the hell is going on here?” She demanded as if entitled to their explanation.Marco rolled his eyes and shoved both his hands into his pants pocket.“What does it look like to you?” He returned the question with his.Miracle’s gaze darkened, her eyes now locked onto Alessia. She had red hair—just like hers, and they both looked similar, which was uncanny for Mimi. It only riled her up even more. “Who is she?” She went ahead to ask Marco. “Is she the one? Your lover and the reason you’re refusing to accept me?”“She has nothing to do with you,” Marco interrupted her words, his face grim. “And I think it’s time for you to leave.” He added, his tone leaving no room for argument.But Mimi was far from done. Her first clenched at her
“Fuck! The miracle is here,” Marco announced to their surprise. “Find a place to hide yourselves, I’m not ready for any explanations yet.” He directed at Grace and Alessia.Grace snorted in disapproval, “why do we have to hide? I mean we work for you.” She said.Dante sighed and shook his head.“He knows that, Bestie. But you still need to stay hidden.” And with that, Dante pulled her up and directed her towards the staircase.Alessia glanced at Marco for a while, she couldn’t help the feeling in her heart. Miracle had been the woman he was supposed to marry, but she rejected him at the altar, which was good enough for Alessia to believe that Mimi didn’t love Marco. But her sudden arrival stirred up something in her, maybe jealousy if she must admit.Marco turned to see that she was still standing there and frowned. “What are you waiting for? Go!” He ordered in a gruff voice.Alessia nodded, wanting to turn and do as told, but instead, she rushed over to Dante and pulled him in for a
The next day crept in faster than usual, Grace stirred and to her surprise, she was wrapped in someone's embrace. Her first thought was if she unknowingly went with one of those men at the table. Her heartbeat accelerated in fear as she actually thought maybe she had done it. She hurriedly pulled away from the figure but also realized it wasn't one of those men as she had thought. It was actually Dante. Dante's eyes fluttered open, as he jerked up from his sleep, reaching under his pillow as fast as lightning as he pulled out a gun. "Who's the fool?!" He yelled, aiming aimlessly. Grace, who hadn't expected that, froze at the sight of the gun he pulled out. Did... Did he just pull out a gun? The grogginess he felt slowly wore off and he could finally see it was Grace in the room with him and not someone else. He released a sigh of relief and put the gun aside. "Fuck, you scared me." He muttered and fell back on the bed. Grace then glared at him before yelling. "Was that a gun
A day after Dante had exposed his relationship with Grace, he drove directly to Devil's Den to find her. On his way to the place, he suddenly caught sight of a chocolate store by the roadside. An idea struck him, why not buy her a box of chocolate?With a small smirk on his face, he parked the car right beside the store and stepped down, ready to buy a box of chocolate for his bestie. But the moment he stepped before the store, ready to enter, he suddenly thought about something. What if Gracino didn't like chocolates? Yes, he knew girls liked it, but Grace was a hooligan. She wasn't like other girls. She and Alessia were crazy girls who didn't mind ripping a pack of chocolate apart in the twinkle of an eye. "Fuck, I don't think she likes chocolates." He said to himself, rubbing the back of his neck and standing there awkwardly. He groaned, throwing his head back as he turned to leave. He'd better not do something that would end up having Grace mock him at the end. He got back int
When Grace and Alessia arrived at Devil's Den, Grace brought her directly to the counter where she served the customers. Alessia felt out of place standing there, but she watched patiently as Grace went about her job. The men at the club couldn't keep their eyes off Alessia whose red hair was tantalizing and beautiful. Alessia felt very uncomfortable having so many people watching her as she tried to fit in. "Hey, do something. Don't just stand there." Grace said and nudged Alessia slightly, aiming to earn a reaction from her. "And what exactly am I supposed to do?" Alessia asked as she glared at Grace. She flipped her hair to the back, turning back to the counter as a man in a luxurious-looking outfit walked over to her instead of Grace.Alessia knew without a doubt that this man wasn't here for anything good. "Hey, beautiful." He called out with a smile, licking his lower lip as his eyes went directly to her cleavage which was a bit exposed.Alessia noticed his gaze on her, so
“So what exactly do you plan to do now,” Dante’s voice cut through the silence, his tone calm but probing.Marco turned to look at Dante, a brow coming up. “What do you mean?” he asked.“I mean,” Dante paused, then continued. “I know you aren't going to marry Gaia.”Marco’s gaze darkened as he glared at his cousin. A scowl formed on his face as he said in return.“I never had any intention of marrying Gaia. I made it clear from the start.”Dante nodded in understanding, “Of course, I knew that, But after the conversation with your father today, you'll have to get married to her.” Marco’s gaze shifted as the words Ezekiel had said to him earlier clicked in his head.“I found out something suspicious today, something my father said to me while on call.”“What's it about and who?” “Alessia. He said something about her father’s identity. I feel there’s something we don't know.” Marco explained seriously. Dante frowned. “What exactly did he say?” “It doesn’t matter, I need you to help
Marco got into the car, directing the driver to Salvador's home. If he has to set everything on track, then he needs to get Gaia to reject the proposal.Just then, Marco got a call from Ezekiel, his father. He wanted to reject the phone call, but he ended up accepting the call.“This better be important_”“Return to the mansion at once.” Ezekiel cut him short in a stern voice.“And what gave you the impression that I’ll obey you?” Marco asked with an amused expression.“That’s because I just found out about something remarkable. If I were you, I’d return at once.”Ezekiel’s words made Marco’s face contort into one of confusion.“What are you planning, father?” He asked calmly, waiting for the impending response.“It’s simple, who is Alessia Simone?”Ezekiel asked, his question accompanied by an evil chuckle.Marco’s hand which was holding the phone froze mid-motion. His eyes widened, shock crossing his features before he quickly masked it. He gripped the phone tighter, trying hard to