Charlotte’s POVLogan held my hand as we walked, and our eyes were filled with deep desire. I stared at him helplessly, happy that he no longer had anything to hide from me. We intertwined our fingers and smiled at each other as we walked down the hall. Then as we stepped inside, the lights turned on, and I held my breath as I saw the mafia king sitting on the couch with his men. They turned their heads to me, and he smirked, “Where have you been, sweet couple?”I gently turned my head to look at Logan while holding his sleeve tight. Damn, the Devil is here and gazes upon us. He straightened up and said, "I didn't know that you have such a big family, Logan." He continued, "Well, I saw the baby boy earlier." My heart began to race. I hope this evil man didn't touch the baby."Yes, but may I ask what you are doing here?" Logan asked with a nod. "So, I really need to know what happened with the mission I gave your wife the last time." I gasped and said, "Uh, I don't know anything
Charlotte’s POVSantiago came in and lifted his hands with a grin. I met his intense gaze, and he murmured, "Chill! The intruder left the building." Then he said to me, "Charlotte, put down your gun.” While I was looking at him intently and gently putting down my revolver, Luca yelled at me, "No!" "What…" I hold my breath and stare at him with wide eyes. Without batting an eye, Santiago pulled the trigger and shot Luca in the head. I couldn't help but hold my breath as I watched Luca fall on the floor with his eyes wide. It was such a shocking sight. He took a deep breath for the very last time in his life and said something that sounded like, "M—My m–mother..." Then, without warning, his eyes closed, and he stopped breathing. I was staring at his lifeless body in the corner, and I slowly turned my head to gaze at the man who shot Luca’s head. I blinked my eyes, and my lips trembled as I asked, “Why?!” After placing his rifle on the ground, Santiago watched as four of his men ca
Charlotte’s POV"Then who's behind us?" I asked softly and turned my head to see who was following us. I then yelled at her, "Just drive! Don't stop driving!" Samantha screamed on top of her lungs, “Fuck! It’s fucking red light!” But she'll go ahead and do it nonetheless. She crossed the lane and drove down the road, her eyes wide with shock, as the enemy kept following us. "I don't have a gun with me! Where is your gun?" she shouted. "Hey, I have a gun, but I only have three bullets!" I answered, opening the car window and pointing at the enemy's wheel. Shoot! "You got it!" I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the enemy's bike flip over to the other side. The man on the street was scrabbling around in anger. At that moment, a truck barreled straight toward him, crushing him instantly to death. I felt better when I returned to my seat and sighed, "I only got two bullets. We need to go to your place and you need to tell me what the fuck is going on!" She gives a head nod.We
Charlotte’s POV I was scared the whole way to the hospital with Liam because I could see blood running down my arms and into my hand. Blood has been a source of anxiety for me ever since I was a young child; yet, as I have become more familiar with blood in my daily life, I have begun to feel as though it is nothing to me. Liam said, “I’ll call Logan. He needs to know about what happened to you." I nod my head while breathing heavily, and the doctor takes me inside the operating room, and they conduct the operation on me while I am unconscious. A few hours later, I woke up with a white bandage on the left corner of my arm, and I stared at the blank wall, then the door opened, and it was Liam. I was about to get up, but he said, “No, don’t bother.” “What?” He exhaled deeply, “I want to tell you something.” “What happened?” I asked. “Luzia was attacked by a group of armed men, they killed four of the policemen on duty, and they did the most brutal to Luzia.” I was ov
Charlotte’s POVLogan and his men escorted me inside the hospital, but I inhaled my breath when I saw Elliot there. He was talking with the doctor, and he turned his head to look at me. He smiled like a good man, and then said, “Hey, Charlotte. How are you?” I glared at him, and his eyes didn’t even blink for a second while he was staring at me. This goddamn guy was the worst of all evil. I replied calmly, “I’m good, I’m here to visit my stepmother, checking if she is still alive.” He said, “Oh, you don’t have to worry about it anymore. I’m in charge of her safety since Fabian has already passed away.” “I want to see her,” I said intently. He stopped me, “Not yet, sweetheart. She’s still sleeping, and we won't accept any visitors this time.” “And who are you to stop me? Are you the doctor of this hospital?” He smiled at me, “I don’t like your tone of voice, young lady. Maybe you forgot who I am, right?” I stepped back when Logan held my hand, and he said to Elliot. “Elliot, my
Casey’s POVAs I gaze upon my baby, who is sound asleep, I can't help but notice the white curtain billowing in the breeze outside. I was going to shut it when I caught a glimpse of Cedric waving out from my window. What is he doing here? I shut the window and tried to lock the bedroom door so he couldn't get in.I finally heard a big thud outside the door. He kept banging on it until it broke. After smiling and sneering like the devil, he walked toward me, holding a gun. "Hello, Casey! I'm here to take my son with me! He's mine!" I tried to reach my phone at the side table but he looked like he was about to burst laughing while seeing my reaction. “Look at you, you look so scared of me! Uhm, if you are wondering about the security. I already killed them, and the maid? I killed them also.” As I reached the phone, he walked towards me, and kicked the phone out of my hand. “What are you doing? Are you going to call your hero? What was it? Logan….and your ex best friend, Charlotte? H
Charlotte’s POVI ran upstairs when I heard the baby’s crying, and Logan followed me inside, we both saw Casey laying on her own blood while breathing heavily while Cedric was trying to shoot her for the last time. Logan yelled at Cedric angrily, “Drop your gun!” When Cedric turned his head to look at him, he started shooting at us. Unfortunately, he ran out of bullets after three shots, so Logan grabbed him by the neck, and the two of them started fighting. Casey whispered, "Please save my baby," I got the baby out of the crib and tried to grab Casey's hand, but she was too weak to move. "Just leave me, Charlotte," she shook while crying. "Save my baby."“No, I can’t leave you here.” I cried. Then I texted Liam with shaky hands, “Liam, I need your help.” I glanced at Casey who was about to close her eyes, “Casey, please don’t close your eyes. Stay with me, I’m going to ask for help!” I ran downstairs while looking around but all I could see were dead bodies. but before he coul
Charlotte’s POVHe kissed me on the forehead and put his hands on my hips. He led my hips to touch his stiff shaft, and I let out a soft gasp as it pressed on my wet flower that had been waiting for him for days. I thought I was in heaven as he slowly rubbed his d*ck on my middle part and kissed my breast. His tongue playing with my nipple made me feel even better.I closed my eyes, and he kissed my lips so fiercely that I moaned out loud every time. Then he whispered, "Are you ready?" I replied with a nod, "Yes, I'm ready." Then he slowly slid his shaft inside me. I felt how big he was, and my mouth was open as he moved his hips up and down slowly. I tried to hold his shoulder while moaning softly and closing my eyes in satisfaction.He hit my G-spot over and over again like there was no tomorrow, and I couldn't hide how excited I was every time he did that. A soft moan came out of me when I let out some juices, and he pulled out his c*ck while looking at me with pleasure. “Bent
Santiago’s POVAfter his brothers left the Villa, I carried her to the bedroom. In the midst of my tight embrace, I blurted out, "Who was that guy?" She laughed at me and said, "Uh, I love putting Chris Evans pictures in my old room. I even told my brothers that he was my boyfriend." It turned her face red as she tried to explain it to me, and I could see the little girl talking about her crush right before me. "I like Captain America..." I nodded my head and said, “I thought you met someone like me…” She gazed at me, “Well, you are more handsome than him. I like you more….” Those words made me hold my breath. I wasn't ready to hear that yet, but she grabbed my arm, and I leaned forward to look her in the eyes. "I thought I was going to die," she said with a smile. Then she paused and said, "But if I really am going to die, I have to tell you how much I like you before it's too late." I caressed the side of her cheeks and smiled at her warmly, “I like you too.” I kissed her li
Santiago’s POVI no longer see the smile that Beatrice always gave me whenever she saw me; she was scared for her life. It's all my fault; I make a woman's life dull and unhappy. I should not have asked her to marry me just to get what I wanted.The thought of her driving me insane, and here she is, in the operating room, having the bullet removed from her abdomen. I hold my breath every time the operating room door opens. Then, all of a sudden, a doctor walks up to me and says, "We did everything we could, but she didn't make it. I am sorry." My heart sank when I realized the woman who had brought so much joy into my life had already passed away! Jeric gave me a sighing look and said, "I'm sorry for your loss." Then I closed my eyes and asked the doctor, "Are you sure about that?!" "I'm sorry, your mother didn't make it—" he looked at me. I smacked him in the face and told him, "You're fu*king wrong! How could you say that?" "I'm the son, not him!" the man yelled at the Doctor.
Beatrice’s POV“Wait for me there! I’m on my way! F*ck!” He cursed silently after the call.At every turn, I felt uneasy because someone had just placed a camera around the house. The enemy will use it against Santiago because it could cause a lot of trouble. Everything and everyone around him wants him to die or fail. It's hard for me to think that there are people in this world who exist solely to do something bad just to get what they want!Then I heard two vans pulling up to the Villa. One of them parked outside the gate, and the other van went inside. The driver got out to look for me. I ran to them immediately and said, "What's happening?" The man thoroughly examined me before saying, "Alright, Miss Beatrice, you must go outside." "Why? What's going on?" "The hidden camera you saw in the kitchen wasn't just a hidden camera; they wired a bomb to it!" the man said as he dragged me out the door. Then he looked around and looked for some people inside and I immediately remembere
Beatrice’s POVUp until he tripped and fell onto the bed next to me, he was lying on top of me, and my hands were resting on his chest. The way we looked at each other made it seem like he was trying to diagnose my problems, but I was perfectly OK. I pushed him away, and he rolled over next to me. He sighed deeply and stared blankly at the ceiling. "I think you need to rest in your own bed instead of mine," I told him. When he heard that, he got up and left without speaking with me. I sighed as I thought about what was wrong with him again! I got up early the following day and tried to decide what I would do today. "Good morning, ma'am," the kitchen maid greeted me. "Morning." "Sir Santiago has prepared breakfast for you, and it has been placed in the microwave; all you need to do is heat it up." She smiled at me.I nodded in agreement, wondering why he needed to treat me this way. This is something I can do myself. But the maid said, "Ma'am Bea, he told me he won't be home ton
Beatrice’s POVAs I look at him walk away, I hold my breath. He then waited for me in the car until I was done thinking about everything. Damn! From now on, I have no other option except to continue working for him until the contract is finished. "How could I marry such a cruel man? Mafias are bad, that's true. They break the law and do bad things because they want power as well as wealth. Indeed, I am right." I sucked in my breath because I thought I was so stupid for talking to myself about this!While my mind was racing with thoughts, I walked down the hall and saw that his guards were waiting for me outside. They opened the van door for me and then slid it shut. Santiago's driver got into the car and drove off. Santiago was still silent as I looked across at him. Something must be done because I don't know what to say to him. It made me feel like I was crossing a thin line to be with him. Even though he was nice, I'm still not sure if I should be careful around him. Although h
Beatrice’s POVHe found my question so funny that he was guffawing across the room. Then I glared at him angrily and said, “Well, that wasn’t funny.” "Beatrice, I like you as a friend and a good secretary and also as a good pretending wife and nothing more," Santiago remarked. It makes my heart skip a beat. Does he always have to hurt me by being honest with me?After that, I gathered my arms over my chest, raised my eyes to meet his, and said, "Yes, of course." I then returned to my room to grab a dress from the wardrobe to prepare for our evening supper. After settling on a white dress that seemed both understated and sophisticated, I accessorized with black heels and a matching white handbag. Afterward, I applied a touch of blush to my cheeks and a swipe of red lipstick. Upon opening the door, I found him waiting outside, asking, "Are you ready?" “I’m more than ready, Santiago.” He smiled at me, “I like that attitude of yours.” I answered sarcastically, “Oh, me too!” Then h
Beatrice’s POVTWENTY-FOUR HOURS LATER,It's something I never thought would happen. I was marrying someone I didn't know I'd be with. It was my boss, and I found his expression quite flattering; it was almost as if he was trying to tell me something about his feelings for me.Damn! I like him so much that I have to agree to his proposal! In the presence of an overwhelming number of strangers, I clutch the flower firmly in my fingers and fix my gaze on him. He smiled back at me after I smiled at him. "You may now kiss the bride," the priest said. He slowly lifted the veil above my head, and as he looked me in the eyes, he smiled broadly. Next, he lowered his head to plant a kiss on my lips, completely silent. When his lips touched mine, I closed my eyes and stood on my toes as he kissed me deeper. Following that, there was a resounding applause and enthusiastic cheers. As Santiago led me down the aisle, I saw my two younger brothers in the crowd. They looked so proud of me that I
Beatrice’s POV"Are you asking me to marry you? Are you----Are you drunk?" I asked him in a soft voice while looking at him blankly. I don't understand why he would pose such a question to me. This time around, he sounds so desperate.He looked at me with thin lips and then got down on one knee to put the ring on my finger. Everyone in the street looked at us as the center of attention. This time, I couldn't believe that my boss was going to ask me to marry him, and he's not even my boyfriend! What the hell is going on? I asked myself while my heart was pounding like a crazy heart beat. Gosh! This is wild. But he already put the ring on my finger and he didn’t even wait for my answer. “Let’s go.” I glared at him, “I didn’t say yes to you yet!” "But you need to." He took my hand and led me back to his car. "Hey! Not everything that you can get! You can't take that easy on me!" I yelled at him. "I understand that you're not like that. What I really want you to know is that I'm n
Santiago’s POVIt's been over five hours, but I still can't fall asleep because I keep thinking about how many enemies I have in this organization. Despite their friendly demeanor, they all plotted my downfall. I looked at the clock and saw it was three o'clock in the morning. What the heck? I have not yet gone to sleep. I got up, stretched my arms, and let out a soft yawn. I went down the quiet hallway and opened the door to Beatrice's room. She was already asleep. She was sound asleep in my bed, and her face looked like the face of an angel. When I thought about how I kissed her lips the other day, it made me smile softly. That made me feel a little happy, and I forgot how different my world was from hers. I closed the door and went to the couch to close my eyes for a bit. Then, out of nowhere, I awoke with another headache, and a girl was standing before my eyes. She sported a pair of shorts and a white blouse.She smiled and gave me the medicine and a glass of water. "Good morn