Charlotte Hayes' POV
At this point, I believe I've gone insane. I'm not sure if I asked the wrong person or not. However, this... is simply excessive! "Huu..." Damien is a beast. At 11 a.m, the affair is still going on. At this point, I was sobbing. "S-Stop it! Please? Mhm?" I begged, my voice cracking. I'm losing feeling in my legs. He rubbed it against my thighs rather than putting it in. My eyes were welling up with tears and sweat. "I don't want to," he said as he continued. I'm curious what Jake is up to now that I haven't returned home.
It was 12 noon when he finished because I had passed out. What would have happened if I hadn't collapsed? It frightens me just thinking about it. He emerged from the shower with a wet appearance. He's wearing a robe and using a towel to brush his hair. "Hey, it's time for you to take a shower," he smiled. I was completely naked in bed, covered only by the sheets.
My clothes were strewn about and torn apart. Even the newly purchased heels broke. The room was a shambles from the previous night. Now that I look at him closely, I notice he has a small tattoo of an infinity symbol on his hand. "I don't have any clothes to wear," I admitted flatly. He laughed and moved in closer. He suddenly took me in his arms, despite the fact that I was still wrapped in sheets.
"Don't worry about it; I'll have the maid get you some," he said as he opened the bathroom door while I was still in his arms. The bathroom was spacious and opulent. There was a large tub filled with rose petals. The scent was divine. He gently lowered me into the tub. The water was warm and comforting. "Call me when you're finished. I'll be glad to carry you again," he smirked as he walked away. I couldn't take my eyes off the bathroom's interior design. I was bathing myself when I suddenly remembered what had happened today. "Is having an affair... Really the best option I have? Jake is below him... So it should be fine."
As I called for him, he wrapped me in a towel and carried me in his arms. I took a look around the room. The room had already been cleaned, and there was a dress on the bed. He positioned me on top of the bed, near the clothes. "I got you some clothes and a pair of heels," he said with a smile. He was kneeling on the floor, looking up at me, pouting. "Aren't you going to thank me?" he asked.
"And why should I thank the primary cause of my clothing's destruction?" I asked, crossing my arms. He was giggling. "Haha! Well, don't worry about your schedule. I made sure it didn't get messed up by bribing Johnson Lee. As for that pest of a husband of yours, he has an appointment with me later, at 1 p.m.," he said, smiling.
"What appointment?" "Oh, he has an upcoming drama, but that drama won't be aired without my approval, so he'll probably try and get my favor," he replied, surprised. "So... are you going to approve?" He didn't say anything for a second. Instead, he stood up and approached me. He kissed me on the cheek.
"Mhm, yeah," he said. "Why?" I inquired. "You see, the higher you climb, the harder you fall; if you want to exact revenge on your husband, we'll have to make him happy and, in the blink of an eye, steal every joy he has in his life," he chuckled. "Is that a mafia's mindset?" I remarked, raising an eyebrow.
"Perhaps?" he speculated. "Well, lady, if we're going to start an affair, we've got to be bold," he said as he took a step back. "What do you mean?" I asked, my hands resting on the sheets. "Come to my office before he does," he said with a smile and a slight tilt of his head.
"What...?" "Baby, if you're going to have an affair, we've got to give him a hint, right?" he asked. "But what if he hurts me even more?" I shivered. "Don't worry about that. I'll make sure that in his eyes, it'll just be me, forcing myself on you, so that if he gets angry, it'll be towards me, not you. All you need to do is... To trick him into thinking you're a victim in my own play, okay?" he asked. "I can't believe you're willing to go to such lengths just to keep me quiet about your secret. You've been so cooperative to the point where it feels wrong. Be honest with me. You're a mafia. You can easily silence someone through your methods without posing a bet. But why did you agree with me?" I asked, wary of him.
He's just a random guy I met a few days ago. I can't just let down my guard in front of him. After all, he is a man of many secrets. "Mhm, why do you ask?" he mumbled. He suddenly smiled and said, "What else could it be? I like you, so I'm helping the person I like." "What a load of nonsense. Who falls in love with someone they only met a few days ago?" I asked, dumbfounded. He laughed when he heard my words. "Who else?" he asked, pointing to himself. "I think I had an affair with a madman," I sighed to myself, "will everything be okay?"
“Milady," he called out to me. "What?" I inquired, looking at him. "Aren't you going to dress up? Looking at you in a towel is turning me on, you should be careful," he said, his gaze fixed on my chest. "You pervert!" I exclaimed, my face was red like a tomato. He smirked as he continued to stare. Have I gotten myself involved with someone even worse than my husband?
Jake Hayes's POV I was preoccupied with work last night... or did I? "Hubby, when are you going to divorce with Charlotte?" asks Aviana Quincy, my lover of two years. I first met her before Charlotte and I married. We're currently staying at a five-star hotel, laying on the queen-sized bed in nothing but a white, comfortable robe. "Mhm, let's see... after I become the top actor in Los Angeles, I'll divorce her. The only reason I've kept her is because of her fame. Her elevated fame helped me a lot. She has asked me for a divorce multiple times, but I can't let her go that easily. I still need to use her," I chuckled, expressing my plan. Aviana joined in my glee, saying, "Poor Charlotte! She deserves to be used all over again! Hahaha!" I spent the warm night with my lover. Unlike someone like Charlotte, being with her would normally comfort me. The next morning, I awoke to the news that Charlotte had been invited to my boss' modeling event the night before on the television screen. "
Charlotte Hayes' POVWe went to Jake's agency, which Damien owns. I naturally wore the long silky red gown he had bought for me, along with a matching pair of glass slippers. I wore round black glasses and a black bucket hat to avoid drawing attention to myself. My heels clacked every time they collided with the slick floor as I walked gently through the corridor. Everyone in the room was staring at me. Who wouldn't notice Damien's firm grip on my soft, left hand as we walk?"Don't you intend to let go of my hand?" I asked, a little shyly. This is the first time I've received shy looks from the audience. Damien chuckles, demonstrating his mischievous nature. He obviously enjoys the situation. I just sighed discreetly. We took the elevator to the highest floor, which is his office, by pressing the buttons.The hallway in this part was even more exquisite. The floor was made out of marble, and the walls had magnificent minimalist designs that were pleasing to the eyes. Just one look, an
Charlotte Hayes' POV "Sharing? Who says I'm saying what's mine?" With a surprised expression, I looked at Damien. This was not a ruse. His comments, claiming me as his possession, perplexed me. Jake had a similar appearance to mine. He laughed awkwardly as he looked up at the ceiling. It's as if he's still deliberating over what to say next. Jake is a man of cunning secrets and manipulation. I'm curious what he'll say next. "I see. My wife is entirely yours, Mr. Étienne," Jake said, faking a smile. I shuddered. There was a part of me that wished he had stayed. I wanted to give him another chance to see if he would change. But I suppose not. He's still the same monster I know. Damien laughed and grabbed a piece of paperwork from the table. With his transparent, smooth pen, he scribbled on the thick, white documents. "Here," Damien handed the documents to Jake, which gave him a satisfied look. Those documents were probably approval documents. Jake's eyes brightened despite being dull
Damien Yves Étienne's POVI, Damien Yves Étienne, am known as 'Python' in the Mafia world because, like a python who wraps coils of its body around its prey and squeezes tight, I slowly wrap my prey until I devour. My family has a long history of Mafias, so now is the time for me to make a move and prove my worth in this dark and dangerous world. "Sir?" Luca inquired, perplexed as to why I hadn't responded to him yet. Changing the topic, I asked in an exhausted voice, "Anyways, how's father? Any updates on him?" "Your father likes to meet you tonight, 7 in the evening. Apparently, he wants you to take care of someone who owes him a million," Luca replied. I nodded gently and said, "Alright then," before hanging up the phone.I'm exhausted from cleaning up after my father's sloppiness. But it's always been that way. It's like a never-ending cycle for me. I went to my father's hidden basement later that evening, around 7 p.m. It was surrounded by an uncanny and gloomy atmosphere, as wa
Charlotte Hayes' POV"Oh? Your ego can’t handle this?" Damien asked, mocking him. The look on his face is so genuine that I'm not sure if Damien is mocking him for an act or for personal reasons. Jake, on the other hand, appeared to want to murder Damien. Damien's words and gaze were like knives piercing Jake's ego. Am I witnessing a conversation or a war?The conversation's atmosphere was becoming dangerous. At this rate, I may have to witness a bloodbath. I had to intervene before anything bad happened. I quickly grasped Jake's firm left hand and looked him in the eyes. "You should go, Jake," I said, shivering like a kitten. Damien looked pleased at some point after hearing my remark. There was a brief silence, as if Jake was unsure. But the answer was clear."Fine," Jake said as he turned to leave. When I saw him walking away for a long distance, I couldn't help but sigh. "Hey," Damien said in a gentle tone, the polar opposite of what he had on earlier. I slowly turned around to fa
Charlotte Hayes’ POVOur bodies collided, feeling each other's skin, in the hot and sweaty atmosphere. We could still feel the soft brush of each other's lips and the warmth of our eyes in the bright room. Our kisses were tender, and our fingers were intertwined. Our heartbeats were audible in this silent room, despite the fact that there was no sound."Do you have condoms?" I inquired, my gaze seductive. "You never fail to amaze me," he exclaimed. I laughed when I heard his amusing remarks. He narrowed his gaze on my eyes and said, "We don't need c-" At that moment, our conversation was cut short by a loud ring from Damien's pocket on his left side. "Aren't you going to take the call?" I asked, tilting my head."D*mn it," Damien said, his face irritated, as if he had no choice but to accept the call. "Sorry about that," he said, looking at me apologetically as he took the call from his phone. "Hello?" he asked. He turned to face me after listening and said, "Yes... okay. Yeah, I'll b
Damien Yves Étienne’s POVThe Ophidians are the most dangerous and mysterious mafia clan. According to their name, the group is made up of snakes that will slowly wrap themselves around you, choking you until they devour you. And I am their ruthless and vicious leader, Python, who is also a bit of a loner who has no friends or relationships. I'm always alone because my life is too difficult and my heart is too heavy to ever let anyone in.I've never shown mercy to anyone in my life. But then... It was a quiet and peaceful night. The wind blew gently against me, the trees swayed from side to side, and birds twittered. Then, out of nowhere, I came across a large brown box on my way to my neighborhood. I decided to open the box because I was curious. There was a kitten inside who was wary of me. It is covered in bruises, cuts, and scratches. At first glance, it appeared to have been abused. "Come kitty, kitty," I said as I took the small white cat into my arms, tears welling up in its bl
Charlotte Hayes’ POV That night was scorching. I awoke the next morning to the sound of people mumbling outside the room. I discovered myself naked on a soft, white queen-sized bed. "Is this his room? " I asked, rubbing my swollen eyes from crying the night before. His room is minimalist, but it exudes a luxurious vibe; one that only the wealthy have. A massive chandelier illuminated the entire room. The floor was smooth marble, and the walls were covered in professional paintings. Not to mention that there were clothes all over the magnificent floor as a result of what happened the day before. "His house is quite large... like a mansion." I got up, covering my body with the sheets, and began to walk around because I was curious, when the door to the room suddenly opened. "Shoot," Luca, Damien's righthand man, said as he gripped the doorknob. My face flushed with embarrassment as I screamed while only holding on to the sheets. It was then that loud running steps were heard. Damien, j
Charlotte Hayes' POV Damien took a long time to heal. As the doctors and nurses cheered and congratulated us on his recovery, I couldn't help but feel relieved and overjoyed. "Thank goodness!" I exclaimed whilst holding his hand. I had taken so many measures to help Damien recover rapidly over the previous few days, and it was amazing to see them pay off. We left the hospital together, hand in hand, and I felt a surge of love and gratitude for my amazing lover.As we walked out of the hospital and into the world outside - the world that had been too painful for him to experience for several days - I knew that everything would be okay. With my love and support, Damien had overcome the obstacles, and we were ready to tackle whatever comes next. Together. The both of us went back to the minor mansion where his father and mother were waiting for us. They were worried sick, and the moment we arrived, they immediately gave us a warm hug and greeting. I could sense the relief and gratitude
Charlotte Hayes POVThe battlefield ended in a blink of an eye. Eric dies in the hand of the Ophidians, and Jake dies in my hands. Somebody died in front of me, because of me. And I'm fine with it. Damien was immediately sent to the emergency room. I was standing there outside the room, desperately waiting for an update. "Hic.. I think he lost a lot of blood," I said, crying. Luca and Aviana were on my side, trying to calm me down but it was futile, as my emotions seemed to go through me like a light. My heart was beating fast, my body was trembling in fear, and my breathing was going faster. I could only exhale the moment the doctor finally says that Damien is okay. "He's fine." I fell to the ground, the weight is off my shoulders, and I'm feeling an extreme feeling of Euphoria. "Thank God!" The next morning, the news was all about Jake's death. Although they didn't really know the exact thing that happened, considering how Damien's minions worked so hard to cover everything up. It
Charlotte Hayes' POVSuddenly, a voice echoed through the darkness, sending shivers through my spine. "Well, well, well, who do we have here?" As the figure comes out from the shadows, I groan upon realizing that it's no one else other than.. Jake Hayes. I glared at his presence. "It's the w*nch, and a pest!" He exclaimed with laughter. Aviana gradually wakes up from the loud noise Jake's making. The moment she gained realization about her surroundings, she immediately panicked. "Jake?! And… Charlotte?! Why… Why am I here?!" She tried to get away from the rope that was tying her body down to the chair.Jake laughs at our situation. "The both of you are in the Hyena's lair. Oh dear, I never expected that Damien Yves Étienne would be a mafia boss. I wonder what the media would say if I spread this word? That will be the perfect payback, as that is what you guys did too." Jake looked at me with a furious look in his eyes. "Did you guys have fun..?" He asked, with a hint of sarcasm. "Did
Charlotte Hayes' POVThe moment Damien accepted the call from the telephone, his expression turned stern—the smile on his face faded. "Is there something wrong?" I asked, reaching out to his other hand with a worried reaction. Damien placed the telephone back where it was, and pulled me closer towards him, looking at me, now wearing a smile. "What's wrong?" I asked. "It's Jake Hayes. The pest finally sent a threat." I was dumbfounded the moment I heard his words. "Let's see how far he's willing to go, shall we?" He scoffs. The next day, Damien and his father were planning some things. As ordered, I had to stay inside my room until further notice for protection. "I wonder what's going to happen now," I was looking outside the window of my room, admiring the view. Then, all of the sudden, a knock was heard outside my room. "Come in," I ordered. It was a maid, holding a silver platter with snacks and a teapot on it. "Greetings milady," she bowed slightly, "Sir Damien wanted me to hand
Luca Giovanni’s POV"Ah. Any updates about the girl?" The moment the boss asked that question, I looked back at him, completely changing my reaction to surprisement. It makes me wanna wonder how she’s been. But one thing is for sure. "She's not fine. But don't worry. She will be okay. " I will make sure she’ll be okay; I vow on it. "So, what's the plan sir?" I asked, looking at him with a stern face. The boss had a smug look on his face, as he answered with a confident look, "The usual treat." He chuckles, "But since I'm kind, let's give them a bit of candy after the main treat." I could never understand what he meant by that, but like the usual, he would always win regardless.After the talk with the boss, I started walking slowly outside his office. Later on, I arrived at the luxurious chambers of Damien’s father, wherein there's a ton of mafia servants surrounding the place, to tell him about the updates of the current situation. My life was a cycle of this; it goes on and on, to
Charlotte Hayes' POVThe moment I stepped outside the bathroom after wearing a robe, I was greeted by Damien with a grin on his face. "You can take a bath now," I said, as I was about to pass through him with a poker face, when he suddenly grabbed my arm, pulling me closer to him. "Can't I have a kiss before I go take a bath?" I blushed at his words, as I pushed him aside, trying to maintain that poker face. "It's not like you're going to war," I pouted."Who says that I can only receive a kiss if I'm going to war?" He grinned. Obviously, there's no reason for me not to kiss him. But maybe today's one of those mood swings of mine, as I am currently acting hard to get. "I'll give you a kiss after you're done taking a bath," I said, sighing. Damien's eyes brightened as he nodded. I went back to the bedroom to change clothes, while Damien was taking a bath. A while later, once the two of us finally got ready to sleep, Damien pulled me closer for a kiss. The kiss was passionate, sweet an
Damien Yves Étienne's POVBoth of my eyes softened as I enjoyed the relaxing and sweet momentum between me and Charlotte. It's like it's a dream. "Baby, I have something to tell you," I gently whispered against her rosy cheeks. "Pray, tell me." I hesitated for a second, before I finally brought myself to say, "Jake Hayes has gone missing." Charlotte's eyes widened upon hearing my remarks. "What? The paparazzi haven't found him yet? Where has he been hiding?" She asks, as she slowly stops embracing me, her gaze fixed on me. "No. Before I came here, I had a few of my men find him, but there has been no updates since then," I sighed, crossing my arms, showing an annoyed reaction. "Does he know nothing, except to hide?" I added, rolling my eyes.Charlotte sighs as she holds my hand firmly, reassuring me with that loving smile of hers. "Don't worry. He can't stay hidden for long," she says. "That's exactly why I'm worried, baby," I fixed the strand of her silky hair unto her ear, "He coul
Luca Giovanni’s POVAs the sun shines over the city, casting a warm, orange glow over my room, I prepared to go back to my daily duties. But as I turned to continue my work, I couldn't shake the thought of the woman who just left my house. Is she okay? I tried to shake her off my mind, but I couldn’t. So I quickly rushed out of my house, into the busy streets. I scanned the faces of the people around me, hoping to catch a glimpse of her.The sights, smells, sounds, and sensations of the city were overwhelming as I searched for her. The warm air smelled of motor oil and exhaust fumes, and the sounds of the city's hustle and bustle filled my ears. Every face I passed seemed to be a blur as I searched frantically for her. The more I scoured the crowd, the more I became frustrated by my inability to find her. The frustration quickly morphed into anger as I realized how much time I wasted looking at random people, all because I was worried about someone else. I clenched my fists in frustr
Charlotte Hayes’ POVMother looked at me with a stern look. “I can explain…” But before I could finish my statement, mother grabbed the door knob and opened the door. I immediately rushed over to her side, hoping to prevent her from opening the door completely. But I was too late. Just as I reached for the doorknob, my mother had already opened the door, revealing Damien standing on the front porch, a playful grin on his face.I gasped as I tried to stop myself, but before I knew it, I had fallen into his arms. He caught me effortlessly, his broad shoulders offering a soft landing. I felt my skin flush, my chest heave with every breath as I struggled to free myself from his grip. But I was unsuccessful, and before I knew it, we were in a full-on embrace.“Did you miss me that much to the point you came rushing, embracing me head on?” he teased, looking at me with a playful grin on his face. I pouted and tried to stay mad at him. Despite my best efforts to remain stoic and composed, a