Abby’s POV We got to the island in the middle of the night. I could only hear insects buzzing and birds chirping, as well as the mellow sound of the waves, but it was too dark to see anything without the moon. Fabian was right in front of me, but I didn't notice because I was looking up at the moon. I hit my head on his hardback. "Ouch!" "Are you hurt?" "I'm... I'm fine. Don't stare at me that way," I avoided looking at his face and I went to walk far away from him. "Where are you going, Abby? Do you know where to go?" He asked as he was bothered to follow me anywhere. "Well, I didn't know we had to be on this island by ourselves!" "Don't you know about Honeymoon?" he asks with a soft laugh. "We have to be alone, of course, but what if we're naked and everyone can see?" My anger made my eyes sparkle with rage, and I asked him, "Honeymoon? Why do we have to have a honeymoon if we don't like each other romantically?! You feel nothing but lust!" He pulled me closer to him, gra
Abby’s POVWhen he abruptly rose up and offered his hand to me, I found myself staring at him with every beating of my heart."Where are we going?" I asked him as if I still had any doubts about what he was capable of doing to me,"Don't you trust me?"I declined by shaking my head. "Not really," "We are going for a walk, exploring the island, don't you want that?" I keep staring at him with furrowed eyebrows, "Only Exploring?" "Yes, Darling. What else is in your little mind thinking?" He asked with a sarcastic tone and a soft laugh.I uttered an audible gasp and had an unpleasant thought because he had just informed me that I must consume a large amount of food because he would tire me out today, and I was unaware he meant walking.“N-Nothing.” He grabbed my hand as we walked together, but I got away from him, put my hands in my pockets, and looked around to see the beautiful scenery. This island's green scenery makes me want to live here forever, but not with this Mafia man."D
Abby’s POVFabian's lips were soft and warm, and he parted my lips to let his tongue in. I gave a soft moan and closed my eyes. He held both of my hands and kissed me until I felt comfortable and kissed him back. The way he kissed me made me feel so good that I wanted more of his kisses."What do you want? I'll give you more later," He said as he pulled down my underwear and put his hand on my most sensitive spot. He puts his finger on my wet crease and says, "You are so wet, please... don't be shy and let me in." He begged in a seductive way.I breathe heavily and he kissed my forehead as he pulled out his massive dick, and I fold my legs, "We should not have to do this—"He put his finger to my lips and said, "Shh, it'll be fine, trust me..." Then he rubbed his dick in my wet folds, and I closed my eyes, arched my back, and sighed.We heard a few doorbells from outside as he was about to take me. Fabian got so mad that he just stood there and looked at me and my naked body. I took a
Abby’s POV“Fabian, he is still my father! Do not hurt him!” I grabbed Fabian’s arm, and he clenched his fist, “Men, take this old man out of here!” I saw my Dad being dragged by Fabian’s men, and Fabian examined my face and stared at me very furiously. His warm thumb touched my lips and said, “I’m fucking hate that man! Why do you still want to talk to him?!” “Because he is my father, what do you want me to do?” "My god, Abby, can't you see that he's making money off of you? The family you used to love hated you!" He said harshly, which made my heart hurt.I walked away from him while wiping away my tears, which made my vision blurry, and I couldn't even stop my tears from streaming down my face. The guard opened the door to the car for me, and I sat inside the passenger seat as I burst into tears. The pain in my heart started to feel like someone was sticking a dagger in it.Fabian was right about everything he said, and I'm afraid to accept the truth. It hurts so much.I moved i
Abby’s POV"I am not yours; you don't own me; in fact, nobody does." I shouted fiercely at him, but he stared off into the distance. He sighed deeply and shut the door to my room. Yes, I do still despise him, and it was acceptable for me to feel ambivalent about interacting with him. After closing my eyes for a while and biting my lower lip, I went to unlock the door and tried to find him. As I walked through the garden, I noticed that he was smoking and seemed really tense."Are you aware of how hazardous cigarettes are to your health?""What are you doing here?" he asked as he threw the cigarette on the floor.I don't know what I'm doing here, so I moved away and said, "I...I don't know.""Are you worried about me?""Why would I worry about someone like you?" I put my hand on my chest and laughed bitterly. He moved two steps closer to me, pinned me against the wall, and looked right at me. "Really?" He asked in a soft but strong way that made me want to gasp in panic."Do you fee
Abby’s POVAs we got into his car, Fabian said, "Well, I didn't know you could tease your sister like that." I made a frustrated face and said, "It's because she makes everything hard for me to handle."Then Fabian said, "Wait a minute, I have to take this call." He answered the call from one of his men, then his face turned dark, and he yelled, "What? The deal didn't go through? So what happened to all the weapons we trade?!"“What’s going on?”"Abby, don't ask a question!" He was in a bad mood and said he was going to park the car in one of his hotel buildings. "You'll be here for a day, so don't do anything wrong, okay? I'll be gone in five hours, so you have to stay here." He told his men to take me into the hotel, and they did. The staff greeted me with a smile and said, "Hello, Mrs. Collins, please go this way."I didn't even get a chance to ask him what was wrong, so I am guessing that one of his business transactions failed today. Mafia Thing….I feel like I'm a child being w
Abby’s POVI went to a well-known shopping mall in the city to look for a new dress and clothes. Then, I had two bodyguards watch me like I was a newborn baby.I take a deep breath and pick out an item of clothing I like. Then I look at the cashier and go outside after my bodyguards have paid for everything I buy.Then, when we were about to go outside, three white vans stopped in front of us, and a strange man pulled me into one of them. I yelled for help, but my two guards were already dead. Like they are dead because one of the enemies shoots them."Oh, my god..." I felt my entire body tremble with horror as I glanced at the man sitting next to me: he was covered from head to toe in tattoos, his hand was stained red with blood, and his eyes were so intense and piercing that I was afraid they would tear me apart.“Don’t be scared, sweetheart,” He said softly, “I’ll take you to my boss, and he is really fucking waiting you, I’m sure you don’t want to see him but he wanted to see you
Abby’s POVI locked myself in the room all day because I couldn't figure out why Miguel faked his death, what he was hiding, or why he put me in this situation. I thought he liked me. But why did he make me look stupid so that I could find the flash drive with important codes inside my apartment? I feel like he's just using me as a way to get what he wants.Does it have to do with money, riches, or treasures? Or hints that he is hiding something in that critical flash drive?"Don't you have anything planned?"I take a quick look at the man who is standing by the door. "Plans? I feel like I'm locked up here, so why do I need a plan? I can't even make my own choice.""Abby, you're not in jail—""Yes, I am. You don't have to say things in a nice way, I'm not dumb."“Abby, I have to go, take care of yourself.” He slammed the door shut, and I shut my eyes tight and could feel my heart beating in my chest rapidly.I still don't understand why my ex-boyfriend, whom I thought was dead, came b
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