"Of course," I reply, trying to maintain my composure.She downs the rest of her wine, a rosy flush spreading across her cheeks. "That was delicious. It's been ages since I've enjoyed a glass like that – you should know, I'm a bit of a lightweight.""Marvelous," I say sarcastically, and she grins – then, unexpectedly, she reaches up and boops me on the nose. Her playfulness catches me off guard, but I smile in response.Setting her empty glass on a nearby table, she slips off her shoes and places them on the stone steps leading to the garden. "What are you doing?" I"I want to feel the grass beneath my feet," she replies, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Life is all about getting a little dirty, don't you think?"As she runs barefoot through the garden, laughter bubbling from her lips, I watch her with a mixture of admiration and desire. There's something about her – not just her body, but her mind and spirit – that captivates me. In her presence, my rigid, work-driven life seems to l
Giovanni waves it off with a dismissive gesture. "That happens in offices. It's important not to get carried away with things."I feel a surge of jealousy, but I also like that he doesn't seem interested in her. He gets a mischievous glint in his eyes and comes over to sit on the edge of my desk."Why do you seem so upset about it?" he asks, leaning closer."No reason," I lie, looking away from him. But he leans even closer, his breath warm on my cheek as he teases me about my possible jealousy."Never thought of it, but maybe I'll go for it," he teases me further, his voice low and dangerous. "It would be cheaper than hiring a prostitute, and she definitely seems like she'd put out."My blood boils, and I glare at him with rage in my eyes, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. He has the audacity to grab my chin, brushing his thumb against my lips as if he's daring me to say something."Are you jealous?" he asks again, a devilish smirk playing on his face."Absolutely not," I snap, try
Chapter 1Years ago a girl named Mabel was born with Magic, she got her gift from her grandmother when she was born. Her grandma died after Mabel was born. Mabel is the only girl born with magic, she can only make use of her magic when she is eighteen years old. Mable is now twenty years old and she can make use of her magic but she has been hiding her magic from people for years, she felt that she was an abnormal person living among the human, she is different, she felt ashamed that she was not like any other person in the world. Only her parents know about her magic. Mabel has been practicing her magic in secret and in the front of her parents. Her mum worked as a maid in the palace and her dad was a guard in the place. The king has been sick for five years, the queen and the crown prince has been handling the kingdom.King Alan was a wicked king, people are always scared of him, since when king Alan had been on sick bed, his son prince Brian and his wife, queen Emma and for years
Chapter 2 Mabel’s mum took her out of the library in anger.“ What was that Mabel? Why on health will you go the Royal library?” Her scolded her.“ Why are you scolding me mum? It seems like I have committed a big sin” she said.“ Why were you with the magical book?” Her mother asked.“ Well, I wanted to read what is in there so I can practice more of magic” she replied.“ I think you should leave now” her mum said.“ That is not possible mum, I already told dad that I will be spending the night here and it’s fine by him, it should be fine by you too, I am bored home” she said.“ Alright, I will accept you to pass night here on one condition and the condition is that you will have to promise me that you will not practice your magic in the palace” her said.“ I will try not but i can’t promise you mum” she said.“ I will take a walk around the palace” she said and she take a walk round the palace.Prince Brian and queen Emma went to the king’s room to check on him, queen Emma looked s
Chapter 3It’s the following day and princess Alicia arrive in a limousine car with entourage and lot of bodyguards, prince Brian and queen Emma are outside ready to welcome her, Mabel saw princess Alicia coming and she was jealous and she wants to leave, her mum stop her.“ Mabel! Where are you going to?” Her mum asked.“ Going back home mum”Mabel said.“ You can’t go now, princess Alicia is here and it said that whenever a Royal enters the palace no one goes in or come in, it’s a signe for a respect” her mum said and she saw that Mabel was not happy.“ Seeing Alicia disgust me” she said and her mum cautioned her not to call princess Alicia by her name but to add the Royal title.“ You can’t just call her by her name, she is Royal and not just Royal, a daughter of a king also and that made her a princess, so she is princess Alicia and you have to respect that title” her mum said and Mabel frown.“ I know you are angry and jealous because I know you are crushing on the prince and I lo
Chapter 4Mabel and her parents stood and the queen saw them, she yelled at them.“ Why are you all here? This is a private meeting, we having with the witch so you should leave immediately if I need something I will ask for you” the queen said, Mabel and her parents were about to leave and the witch stopped them.“ They should stay because that girl is part of the king’s solution if she accepts to help the royal family” the witch said pointing at Mabel, prince Brian, queen Emma and princess Alicia were shocked, Mabel and her parents were also shocked.“ How do you mean?” Prince Brian ask.“ How is she part of the solution?” Queen Emma asked.“ She is just a common girl and Jane no use for the Royal family” Princess Alicia said.“ You may think so princess Alicia but that girl is more useful than you are, she will still save this palace in the future if you give her chance” the witch said.“ Do not speak to princess Alicia that way, she demands some respect” queen Emma said in anger.
Chapter 5The queen paste around in her chamber because she was not buying the idea that her son will get married to a servant’s daughter, the prince stopped her and he calmed her down.“ Calm down mother, I will go speak to Mabel” prince Brian said and the queen walked closer to him.“ What will you say to her?” Queen Emma asked.“ I don’t know but what so ever comes to my mind” the prince said and he left the queen’s chamber’s to meet Mabel, he met her with her parents in the passage of the and he walked closer to her.“ Can i speak to you?” The prince asked Mabel.“ Sure your highness” she replied, Mabel’s parents were still standing beside her.“ I want to speak to you alone” Brian said and Mabel stare at her parents.“ Mum, Dad! Can you please leave us?”she asked and her parents nods.“ Please let us know if anything goes wrong” her mum said and they left, Mabel and Brian stare at each other.“ I don’t know what all this is all about the witch said but I can’t get married to you,
The wind picked up speed as Prince Brian stood on the ship’s bow, where she had a clear vision of where she was headed. To be honest, all she could see was water stretching for miles in all directions, which was mostly the case, anyway: the Otherworld consisting of vast, dangerous seas, scattered with secret islands here and there, with a multitude of creatures that didn’t mingle with each other…hidden from the human world. That included her island, Broom’s Island, home to warlocks and witches. It was her home, too, and normally she would be thrilled to return to her cottage and reacquaint herself with village life. But today wasn’t normal.“It’s going to be all right. I just have to explain to them that things didn’t work out and there was nothing I could do. They will understand.”Even saying it out loud didn’t sit right, and the wind gaining even more speed felt like a wordless agreement. She had one task at hand when she left Broom’s Isle: retrieve a valuable gemstone from Centro,
Giovanni waves it off with a dismissive gesture. "That happens in offices. It's important not to get carried away with things."I feel a surge of jealousy, but I also like that he doesn't seem interested in her. He gets a mischievous glint in his eyes and comes over to sit on the edge of my desk."Why do you seem so upset about it?" he asks, leaning closer."No reason," I lie, looking away from him. But he leans even closer, his breath warm on my cheek as he teases me about my possible jealousy."Never thought of it, but maybe I'll go for it," he teases me further, his voice low and dangerous. "It would be cheaper than hiring a prostitute, and she definitely seems like she'd put out."My blood boils, and I glare at him with rage in my eyes, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. He has the audacity to grab my chin, brushing his thumb against my lips as if he's daring me to say something."Are you jealous?" he asks again, a devilish smirk playing on his face."Absolutely not," I snap, try
"Of course," I reply, trying to maintain my composure.She downs the rest of her wine, a rosy flush spreading across her cheeks. "That was delicious. It's been ages since I've enjoyed a glass like that – you should know, I'm a bit of a lightweight.""Marvelous," I say sarcastically, and she grins – then, unexpectedly, she reaches up and boops me on the nose. Her playfulness catches me off guard, but I smile in response.Setting her empty glass on a nearby table, she slips off her shoes and places them on the stone steps leading to the garden. "What are you doing?" I"I want to feel the grass beneath my feet," she replies, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Life is all about getting a little dirty, don't you think?"As she runs barefoot through the garden, laughter bubbling from her lips, I watch her with a mixture of admiration and desire. There's something about her – not just her body, but her mind and spirit – that captivates me. In her presence, my rigid, work-driven life seems to l
Something tells me you do listen, Teddy," I say to him, my eyebrow raised.He shrugs and gives me an innocent smile."Thanks, Teddy," I say gratefully. "You're seriously the best."He smiles, but his eyes betray his exhaustion. "I should probably go to bed. Had a tough night.""Goodnight, Teddy," I reply, watching him leave the kitchen.After finishing whatever I found in the fridge, I start to head back to my room. As I walk down the hallway, curiosity gnaws at me. What is Giovanni up to right now? My heart rate picks up, and a flush of arousal spreads through me as I tiptoe toward his room. The idea of catching him with another woman both disgusts and excites me. I try his door, and once again, it's open. Why doesn't he lock it? Does he not consider that someone might pose a threat in this mansion? He should never underestimate me.A dark thought crosses my mind – the kitchen is full of knives, and his door remains unlocked at night. But no, that's not who I am. I won't resort to vi
"Actually, yeah," she admits, brushing a stray curl from her forehead. "I am.""Great. There's a mall across the street. Let's grab some lunch at the food court and talk about the job." I gesture for her to follow, and she does.As we make our way down the elevator, the hum of the machinery filling the small space, and she studies me with a curious expression. "You know, I'm surprised you're a food court kind of guy.""What do you mean?" I ask, raising anShe gestures vaguely, taking me in – my designer suit, the sleek building we're descending through, the aura of power that seems to cling to me like a second skin. "You just seem more... upscale restaurant than cafeteria, if you catch my drift."The elevator door slides open, and I shrug as we step out into the mirrored hallway. "Food courts are efficient. Normally, I'd send my assistant across to the mall to get me something, then bring it back so I can work through lunch.""Ah," she says, her voice a mix of understanding and disapp
My hands ball into fists as I pace the room, the plush carpet beneath my feet doing little to soothe my nerves. My mind races, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions threatening to overwhelm me. But beneath it all, there's a kernel of determination that won't be extinguished."Next time," I promise myself, even as tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "Next time, I'll get away."ChapterEightWith a heavy sigh, I slide back into the driver's seat of my sleek black car, the irritation coursing through my veins. Lulu's incessant escape attempts - as futile as they are - have me spending far too much time in this godforsaken mansion. My penthouse in the city beckons to me, but she refuses to cooperate."Damn her stubbornness," I mutter under my breath as I drive up the curving driveway, the tires crunching over the gravel. The guy carrying her back to her room follows closely behind.As soon as I step out of the car, the grandiosity of the mansion looms over me, its imposing presence a con
She tells him how glad she is that he called, how much she missed him. His response is harsh and biting: "Shut up."I'm taken aback by his coldness, wondering what kind of woman would willingly subject herself to such treatment. But she only giggles, seemingly unfazed. He slaps her ass. "Shut up and take it like the whore you are." Slowly, he pushes his cock into her asshole, her moans making it clear that she loves every inch of it.I stand there, transfixed. I've never seen anal sex before, never even considered it. But seeing Giovanni at the center of it all, dominating this woman with such raw intensity, it's undeniably hot.No, not hot. I'm here to find something to use against him, I remind myself. But my fingers itch to touch myself, to bring relief to the ache that has settled deep within me.A slow feeling of electricity courses through my body, warming my veins and leaving me breathless with anticipation. My skin prickles with desire, and I am aware of every sensation around
The blissful silence shatters as an alarm pierces the air. Panic grips my chest, and I stumble in my haste. My ankle twists beneath me, sending a bolt of searing pain up my leg. I curse under my breath, clenching my teeth as I try to push through the agony and make my escape."Damn it," I hiss, realizing that my attempted flight is short-lived. Almost immediately, a burly man emerges from the mansion, his eyes locked onto me with hawk-like precision. He's the rover, one of Giovanni's loyal enforcers—a massive, intimidating figure who seems to move with an eerie silence despite his size."Hey!" I shout, fists clenched. "Do you seriously have nothing better to do than chase after me?"He doesn't reply, instead closing the distance between us in a matter of seconds. Before I can react, he scoops me up effortlessly, as though I weigh nothing more than a feather. I kick and scream, pounding on his back in a futile attempt to"Put me down, you brute!" I demand, but he remains silent, carryi
The sun hangs high in the sky as I stand next to my father near the docks in Miami. My heart races, and for the first time in a long time, I feel excited about this meeting. As the oldest, it's something I've always wanted – to be included in the family business, to prove to my father that just because I'm a woman doesn't mean I can't run the Manuel Syndicate as well as any man.A salty breeze blows through my curly hair, carrying with it the scent of seaweed and diesel fumes from the fishing boats swaying gently in their berths. The squawking of seagulls mixes with the distant hum of traffic as they search for scraps of food among the detritus littering the dockside, creating a cacophony of life."Lucia, pay attention," my father chides, snapping me backA man approaches us, his dark hair slicked back and his darker features giving away a lifetime of experience. I eye him up and down, taking in every detail, before he introduces himself as Axe. My father waves off his introduction wi
You can keep that truth to yourself. I have plenty of others to share,” she countered.“Many supplied by me,” I interjected. “The perk of working so closely with your many high-powered campaign donors.”“There’s no proof.” Harris narrowed his eyes at the both of us. “Not a single paper trail would lead to me.”“You’re forgetting the kind of influence I have over humans. What I could promise for a few small favors.” I gave him a crooked smile to remind him of what I“And what am I supposed to do, then? What about all the good I have done for the community?” He was starting to scramble. “The charities or beautification projects that I personally founded to make this state a better place? Were those things for nothing?”The thing about ambition is that it can be blinding,” I said. I looked down at Evie and cupped her cheek to bring her eyes to mine for a moment before finishing my last point to Harris. We both needed the moment of connection. “No matter how good your intentions are, you’v