Andrea Valerio's POV. I got a call from an unknown number saying that if I wanted to know about the missing will of Lady Valerio, I had to come to the given address. I found it fishy at first and didn't want to believe that unknown phone call. But then I decided against my conscious mind. What if he was true and really knew about the will? I was desperate to know about the will and was curious why someone was so interested in that will. I wanted to meet that person and find out why he wanted me to meet him. I hid my gun in my garter belt under my dress. I didn't tell Antonio anything about this. I sent my driver off duty and drove the car myself to the address. I reached the mentioned place on time. My heart was pounding in my chest when I took steps toward a big building. I still could not guess the name of who could have known that I would be interested in Lady Valerio's will. Because I successfully maintained my clean image in society. My main concern was why he called me ins
Mia's POV Xavier returned after taking that call. He seemed somewhat off. I tried to talk to him about what was bothering him, but he changed the topic every time, saying nothing was serious enough for me to worry about. After breakfast, we went to our room and had a jacuzzi bath together. It was so hot to sit on his lap, being all naked and touching skin to skin, while he washed me. He enjoyed bathing me in the tub. He took a loofah and began gently rubbing my back. His hands glided to the front, grabbing and massaging my breasts. His other hand moved under the water and squeezed my butt. He kissed my neck, nibbling my skin, making me moan. I didn't realize it when he entered me and began thrusting. I let myself get lost in our intimate bath. After our bath, he made love to me in our bed. This had become our favorite bath time routine. He was slowly making me crave him more. My body began responding to his touch and closeness. We used to sleep together, wrapped in each other's arm
Mia's POV We spent the whole week on the yacht. Xavier made love to me in every corner and in every room of the yacht. He was so hot, wild, and dominating. I liked this side of him. But at the same time, he pampered me and showered me with care and affection. I was really lucky to have him as my husband. Before our marriage, I was scared to think that marrying a rich and handsome man like Xavier would be the nightmare of my life. I was so wrong. I was happy that he was nothing like my father. Not every man in this world is heartless. He showed me so many times that he had a heart, but only for me. He was so gentle and spoke so softly to me, unlike when he was with others. During our stay on the yacht, Xavier kept switching between a stressed and happy mood. But I knew something was bothering him. He didn’t want me to be worried about anything. He told me to be stress-free, happy, and always ready for him. Oh my God! He can make me come just by talking with his dirty tongue.
Mia's POV I woke up hearing the sound of the main door opening. Throwing my legs down, I sat up straight on the couch. Xavier came in. He was holding his jacket in his hand, and the tie hung low around his neck. He had folded his sleeves to the elbow, and the top buttons of his white shirt were also open. He was looking tired and exhausted. "Hey!" He smiled at me and then glanced at his wristwatch. "You are awake. Why didn't you sleep?" I stood up and went towards him. I took his bag and jacket from him. "I was waiting for you," I replied. He wrapped an arm around me, and we headed towards our bedroom. Ascending the stairs, I asked him, "How was your day?" "Hmmm... it was... good. How was your day?" he asked me back. "I went to school and brought so much pending work home. I spent the whole evening completing my pending work," I was blabbering, trying to make an excuse to ask him about coming with me to my parents' house. "Ok. It seemed to be a long day for you. But the good
Mia's POVI was full of mixed emotions when I reached my parents' home. I was going to see my father after almost a month and return to the house where I lived for eighteen years of my life. The car stopped at the door of the Valerio mansion, and my heart started thumping loudly in my chest due to nervousness. My old family never liked me. I was reconsidering my decision to come here for lunch, and Xavier wasn't with me. Oh God, help me. Since childhood, I used to be nervous around them, and this habit couldn't change in a few days. I took a deep breath. I was now Mrs. Leonardi, and I didn't need to be intimidated by anyone.The bodyguard in the front seat of my car stepped out and held the door open for me. When I slid out of the car and placed my feet on the ground, looking at the house, all the memories of my past years in this house came flooding back into my mind, making me more nervous. I didn't have good memories here.When I entered the hall, Andrea and my father were sitting
Andrea Valerio's POV The drug we added to her juice started working, and she passed out. When she mentioned that Xavier would also be coming, I literally panicked. I had to think and do something quickly before he arrived. I didn't want to agree when Marco told me about his plan. I was afraid of being caught and its consequences. But when we discussed his plan in detail, his offer was tempting. He made me believe his plan was foolproof and that we would be unharmed. Only one person would be at risk, Mia. I found that no one would care about Mia if something happened to her. My only worry was Xavier. He had become careful and worried about Mia. But they were only married for a month. He wouldn’t bother about her either and would forget her. She meant nothing to anyone in this world. So what was the need to keep her alive when her death would give us some benefits? After having her sign the papers and taking her life, we would be the richest and happiest people in this world. "Andr
Mia's POV I woke up startled when cold water splashed on my face. I forced open my eyes as I was still half awake. My mind was still not working properly for some reason. This only pointed to one thing: I was given something to lose my consciousness. I saw I was tied to a chair. My hands and legs were also tied. "Wake up, you slut," I heard a manly voice, and when I looked up, I saw Uncle Marco standing surrounded by scary-looking men. "Un... Uncle Marco. Why am I kept tied here? What's going on?" I asked him while tugging at the ropes. "Because you will go to hell, which is the most suitable place for you to reside in," he said with a scowl on his face. The men behind him started laughing at me, making me more nervous. "Oh, you dumb girl, you didn't get my point. I mean, if you want to meet your mother, I can help you with that," he said, mocking me. I frowned as I heard about my mother. Why the hell did he want to insult her even after her death? "Don't you dare t
Mia's POVMy heart stopped beating, and my breath caught in my throat. I could not believe what had just happened in front of me.That bullet Uncle Marco fired was meant for me. But Xavier stepped in between. He took that bullet in his back while shielding me from death."XAVIER!"All the air left my lungs as I screamed his name.He fell to the ground. I knelt beside him and placed his head on my lap. His eyes were closed, his face pale. I couldn’t stand seeing him like that."Xavier, open your eyes. Why did you do that? Why did you take that bullet? Wake up, please," I cried, but he didn’t open his eyes. I gently shook him, desperate for him to wake up and look at me. My tears began pouring down, falling onto his face. But he remained still, not moving a finger. I felt like my own life was slipping away.I heard chaos around me. People were shouting and running toward us."Ma’am, please let us take him to the hospital," I heard Sam asking me to let go of Xavier. But my heart and body
Mia's POV Xavier made an appointment with the city's best OBGYN for my regular checkup. He was getting impatient waiting for an appointment in the doctor's clinic. I could feel that from his body language and the way he was anxiously pacing around the room. When the doctor called us in, I finally took a breath of relief. "Okay. So you are approximately six weeks pregnant," the doctor said, and I looked at Xavier's face. He frowned. "What do you mean by approximately? You have test reports. Can’t you tell us the exact time? Calculate and tell us exactly how many weeks she is pregnant," he asked in his cold and intimidating voice. The doctor looked at him. "Mr. Leonardi, we can't calculate the exact timing in the test report. We only get to calculate the approximate weeks or months according to the growth and development of the fetus and the last date of the menstrual cycle," she tried to explain. "If you can't tell an exact time, then why bother to take out blood for those stu
Mia's POV He promised my dad that he would keep me safe. He was damn serious. I knew that he never failed to protect me. He even risked his life for me so many times. I was so blind not to see his love for me until he confessed himself. Maybe this cruel world, the betrayal of people, and their inhuman behavior towards me made my heart shut for any hope. That was why I could not see his love and care every time, while he always put me before everything in his life, showing that I was special and important in his life. And I knew he would always protect me. I could never be safe anywhere more than in his arms. "I know, Xavier. I know that very well, and I understand living with a Mafia supremo is not so easy. I accept that I myself gave you my daughter. But... I want assurance. I want you to keep her safe and fine, and how do I believe you are not after the Valerio empire? How do I believe you are not as greedy as your father?" My dad asked again, making Xavier frown. "What do you w
Mia's POV He never hesitated to confess his love for me. For the first time in my life, I felt wanted and loved. He used to worship my body so lovingly, like I was made of glass and could be broken by a hard touch. I really liked to be pampered by my husband. I couldn't believe that Xavier was really asking me to marry him again. I felt like I was in my dreams. I never thought my prince charming would propose to me in his bed while making love to me. How could I say no when I had already given my whole life to him? I so eagerly wanted to confess my love as he did, and finally, it was out of my mouth. But what surprised me was that he didn't react when I told him I loved him very much. After our intense love-making session, we were lying there on the bed, soaking in joy and satisfaction. I rested my head on his chest, and he stroked my hair. I could feel his heavy breathing. His chest was moving up and down as he stopped himself from doing something. I trailed my finger on his
Xavier's POVI kissed her deep and rough. It wasn't gentle. It was meant for punishment. I was letting her know that she belonged to me and was not allowed to leave me. These kisses were meant for owning her.I knew I was a possessive lover. It was her fault. She made me feel like that.I pressed my lips to hers firmly. I took her lower lip between my teeth, slightly tugging on it, taking it into my mouth, plunging my tongue into her sweet mouth, tasting every corner of her, making her tongue submit to me on my command and let me win over her.She curled her hands around my neck, supporting her weight. She was kissing me with equal passion and the same hunger I had for her.I had to take her right now. My body was craving her. I was hard as steel in my pants.I picked her up in my arms and strode toward the bed. Reaching beside the bed, I gently placed her on it. I pulled away, and she was watching me with her half-hooded eyes.I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor.
Xavier's POV My eyes were craving to see Mia's face as I landed in Florence. I was in a hurry to reach home. Every fiber of my body was in pain. I couldn't survive one more minute staying away from her. I wanted to see her, feel her, and make sure I was alive. Every second without her was literally killing me. I rushed towards the exit at the airport. My car was waiting for me. I quickly settled inside and ordered them to drive faster. The long drive to my home was unbearable as I was out of patience. As soon as the car stopped before my mansion, I quickly stepped down and ran inside. I saw my father and my uncle sitting there talking to each other. My cousins were also there. But my eyes wanted to see only her face the first thing when I entered. I looked around to find Mia, but she was nowhere. She must have arrived hours before. Being anxious, I could not help but shout her name. "MIA!" Her name sounded like a prayer leaving my mouth. Everyone's attention was
Mia's POV Xavier had sent me with Matteo. When we exited the mansion, a private jet was waiting for us. "I think you should go back and help him. I will be alright," I told Matteo. I was worried about Xavier. He was alone there, surrounded by so many armed men and that cruel Don Nikolai. I prayed in my heart that he should be safe and come to me soon. "Don't worry. He will be alright. He is Xavier Leonardi. No one can touch a single hair on his head," he said with confidence. "He is alone there and surrounded by fifty armed people. Don Nikolai is also very dangerous. I am scared for Xavier's safety. Please, I request you to go back to him," I pleaded with him. "I am sorry. I have orders to take you home safely. Your safety is my first priority. Otherwise, he won't forgive me for ignoring his orders. Only you and your safety matter to him and nothing else," he paused and sighed. "Don't worry, our men and Sam are standing outside the mansion; they are only a signal away." I
Xavier's POV Don Nikolai became mad in anger. His plan didn't work, and everything went wrong, opposite his expectations. He thought he could make me agree to his demand. How foolish of him. No one in this world can make Xavier Leonardi bend down. He was also going to learn very soon that he had made a big mistake by calling me there. He was fuming red and lost his mind as he ordered his men to point their guns towards me. Anger indeed makes us lose our ability to think correctly. Did they not know that Xavier Leonardi is the second name of death? Did he really think I would give up in front of him just because he could keep my wife away from me for a whole day? In his fuc.king dreams. I watched as they held out their guns towards me. I leaned back on the couch and laughed at their stupidity. They looked at me dumbfounded. These idiots can never get into my brain. I took a quick glance over the room, and before they got alert, I lunged forward swiftly, picking up the broken gl
Xavier's POV As soon as we landed in Russia, my heart craved to see Mia. When we reached Don Nikolai's mansion, his men stopped us outside. I couldn't wait to see my Mia. I was ready to agree to their every demand. They really made me work up this time. Don Nikolai dared to refuse to let me see my wife, and I was going to fuc.king burn this place. After getting permission, they only allowed Matteo and me inside. My men remained outside, waiting for my next order. Just as my eyes landed on Mia, I forgot everything. Don Nikolai was screaming to stop me, but I didn't care. My hands craved to touch her, my body wanted to feel her, my lips wanted to have her on mine, and my tongue wanted to taste her. I could not stop. As soon as I had her in my arms, my lips landed on hers fiercely, roughly, with hunger and desperation. When I pulled away, I looked at her face. She was looking weak. Her eyes were dull and red, as if she had been crying for hours. I searched for any injury to her bod
Mia's POV I was in a vast hall with a dining table full of different foods. I noticed Emma and Adam sitting there. Emma looked at me and smiled cunningly, but I averted my eyes. Adam wasn’t looking at me at all, completely ignoring me. To my surprise, Don Nikolai pulled out a chair for me. I settled into it reluctantly. Some butlers arrived and began serving the meal. I glanced at the food on my plate, then at Don Nikolai. He chuckled before saying, "I ordered them to prepare all your favorite dishes for dinner." I wasn’t surprised that he knew my favorite foods—Emma and Adam had all the information about me. I chose to remain silent and started eating from my plate. Don Nikolai kept staring at me with his dark eyes the entire time, making me feel uncomfortable. Suddenly, I heard noises coming from the doorway. A man rushed in and whispered something into Don Nikolai’s ear. He nodded and said, “Bring them inside.” My heart began to race as I heard footsteps approaching. My ey