Charlotte’s POVLogan didn’t say a thing, he was not sure about it either, and said, “Well, I don’t know, maybe you can ask your grandma.” I sighed, “Did she know already that I’m the legit granddaughter of Felicity? She looked like she was about to lose her mind if she knew something about my past.” “I guess she’s suffering from depression, and anxiety, Charlotte. Can we just try to understand her?” The fact that he just said that to me shocked me, and I looked at him with nothing but a blank stare and had no emotion at all. Then I went to the guest room without giving him a second look. I felt really bad that I had to understand Casey while everyone else forgot that I was the one living a terrible, unhappy life here.Sighing deeply, I locked the door behind me, but I won't let myself be overcome by sadness. I have to keep my mind on the mission at hand, which is exacting vengeance on those responsible for my parents' deaths. I rubbed my face as I remembered Arman, the doctor wh
Charlotte’s POV"Yes, Logan." I let out a sigh and tried not to cry in front of him, but I couldn't help it. It made me look so weak and sorry for myself in front of him because I didn't know how to handle this. "But that doesn't matter anymore, and that's enough for you to know," I said as I looked up, and breathed softly. “Why did you hide this from me? I deserve to know the truth.” He said. “I have already told you the truth, Logan. What else do you want? Do you want to know how I survived the two bullets in my chest?” I laughed sarcastically and shook my head, “I’m sure you couldn’t handle knowing the truth.” “Then tell me about it.” he urged. “Why would you want to know?! I don’t want to go back telling you about that anymore. I want to forget that night ever happened to me!” He cupped my face, staring right deeply into my eyes, “I’m sorry….I’m sorry if I was so late to save you. I tried….I tried to look for you. I looked all along the river for you, and that night keeps co
Charlotte’s POVI smiled like a crazy woman when I left him in the Villa by stealing his car again and now he needs Ricardo to come and pick him up. I blew out my cheeks, and said, “Oh, Damn, that was easy!” I couldn’t handle my joy when I arrived at home, and Casey was still awake, and she was having an argument with Cedric. “Don’t touch me! what are you doing?!” Casey tried to protest a lot, pushing Cedric away from her, "No, whatever you are saying, I'm staying here! This is my home now, Cedric. You can't make me go away!" Then Cedric said, "You are coming with me, Casey…." Then he grabbed Casey's arm and hauled the pitifully outside, where they were both taken aback to see me. Casey looked a little uneasy and her eyes got really big as she asked, "How long have you been there?! Do you think you can get away with eavesdropping? That's not okay to listen to when—" "Casey, my husband owns this mansion, and I'm the legal wife and I don't have to cover my ears when I hear disturb
Charlotte’s POVAfter not seeing Logan for three days, I began to suspect that he felt so horrible that he couldn't bear to look me in the eyes. I sat on the balcony and looked at Casey as she played with some workers while carrying her happy son to the playground. The baby is already walking and talking a little, like calling her mom "momma." I guess babies are amazing, and I sighed sadly that maybe I can't have one.Then I remembered about the flash drive, and how the hell could Luca have that, maybe? Maybe Luca has the flash drive, and I can take it from him. I changed into some plain pants and a black T-shirt and walked back to my room. Then, I went to Logan's room to get the car key. I got in my car and drove to the Collins mansion, where I saw Luzia and her Spanish friends splashing around in the enormous pool. When my gaze landed on her, I rolled my eyes, and she smiled and came toward me, asking, "Oh, what the fuck are you doing here, my dear stepdaughter?"I exhaled softly,
Charlotte’s POV"Who else has it if not you?" I asked with some doubt, and all I could think in my mind was, "Who took it from me? What does he have to do with me?" I shook my head and rubbed my chin doubtlessly as I dropped my mouth. Luca then said, "If you don't have any more questions, you may leave now." I bit my lower lip, and when he was about to go back inside the Villa, I grabbed his hand and asked, “Let’s talk.” His eyes landed on my hand that was gripping his hand, and I let go of it with an awkward expression. He asked calmly, “What do you want to talk about, Charlotte?” "I'd like to know why you changed?" I remember that you used to really like me and treat me like your sister. But now you've changed and don't care about me at all. What the heck happened to you, Luca?”He plastered a smile on his lips, and put his hand on his pocket while smiling at me, “Well, if you believe everything you saw, you’re a fool, Charlotte. That was all a lie.” "What do you mean it was al
Charlotte’s POVYesterday, I bought a new safe house and just got there now. I put all the money my grandmother gave me in a secure box that only I could open. Then Liam came over and looked at all the guns I had bought very carefully. He asked, "Are you....Do you really want to do this, Charlotte? You want to be one of the mafia bosses?" I nod my head, "Yes, you want a connection, right? Do you want justice and be the best investigator in your team? Then all you need is me. I can take all the information to you, and together, we will all bring them down secretly." “But I’m worried about your safety….” “Do you have any news about how the killer knows where Arman is?”He leaned at the kitchen sink, and said, “I’m trying to gather some information yet, and yet the case hasn't been solved. I felt like a useless brother….” "No, you're not," I told him by tapping him on the shoulder. "You're trying your best, or you need to be extra careful if someone is trying to ruin our plan. These
Logan’s POV“Where the fuck is she is right now? I’ve been trying to call her phone, and everything but still I haven’t got a clue where she is.” I said through clenched teeth. Charlotte must be up to something crazy and stupid again, I couldn't help but think. I don't know how to keep this stubborn woman from hurting herself. During the whole thing, I look at the screen and think about where my wife is. Until one of my guards outside called to tell me that the woman I'd been thinking about all along had arrived. While I sighed, I went outside and saw her walking. She had her eyes on her phone, looking through something. After that, I walked over to her and took her phone without saying a word. "What are you doing, Logan?!" she asked me with wide eyes. "Hello, wife! "I've been calling for you for hours and hours, but you haven't even picked up". I said it in a cool voice and looked through her phone. I couldn't find my call logs or contacts. "Did you just block me?!" I glared at he
Charlotte’s POVIt's been an hour, and we've been fighting like cats and dogs in here, and I can feel the sweat dripping down my temple. Everything in the room and on all the tables has already been broken, but none of us is giving up on the game. Whenever he smiled at me, I put on a fake smile, raised my arms, and showed him my bloody fists. He said, "I guess Liam taught you a lot of karate moves and how to fight. Isn't he a great teacher?" "Well, hell yeah!" I replied. "He's a great teacher..." That's when the curtain flew in my face. When I tried to grab it, Logan moved right in front of me and grabbed me. We both fell onto the bed, and I had my legs around his waist while he was on top of me. Then he whispered, “Well, I’m a great fucker too.” then he tore my dress, and said, “Enough with the fight, Charlotte. I’m not stopping you anymore for the fight tomorrow night, just give me what I want right now….” I whispered back in his ear, “Then what do you want, Logan?” "I want you
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