He then leaned down and kissed me once again. I frequently find myself getting swept away in his smothering yet passionate displays of affection because his kisses taste so amazing and just so perfect for us. I pushed him back and tried to remove his shirt, which he willingly obliged, and I couldn't help but return the flirtatious gaze he sent me by running my eyes over his naked chest down to his abs. And the more I am aroused just by staring at this man in front of me, the more I feel that I am really doomed now. But if I felt like I was doomed, how much more does Elliot feel after saying something that I think he was not supposed to say at all? In the midst of the passionate moment we were having, we were both filled with awe when he just said, "Ari, you're so beautiful and sexy. You are simply perfect in any way. And I'm hoping that one day, beyond my imperfections, I can also be allowed to call you mine." I'm not sure if he was intending to say that or if, like me, he was merely
I am sitting in the room, slumped on the couch, eyebrows raised. I am feeling annoyed now. I have been like this since just a couple of minutes ago. And why not? He has been late in coming back again. He promised me that he wouldn't take too much time, but guess what? Until now, he hasn't returned. And I am starting to get really pissed off and not in the mood. I stood up and paced around the room, thinking about what in the world could have kept him again. He is supposed to be here by now, and every moment that I keep waiting, my annoyance just keeps rising. I moved back onto the couch again and sat. I am counting the minutes in my head when he will come back so we can talk. And in a couple of seconds, the door burst open, and there he was, grinning at me and trying to be all gorgeous and flirty. I simply could not help but sulk as he walked into the room while saying, "Don't say anything else now, babe. I'm so sorry for having to keep you waiting, baby. Don't get all mad at me now.
Markus kept staring at me, and I realized that a part of him knew what I was about to say. His gaze is making me nervous all of a sudden. The playful Markus that I had been talking to earlier is now replaced by the serious capo that he has been reflecting on for the past couple of weeks. I sighed deeply and pushed him to his chest so that he wouldn't stare me down. I then moved to the couch to have a seat, taking a minute to pause and gather my thoughts on how I would go about this discussion with him. I know this won't be easy. Having known how Markus and I have agreed before, I would definitely go through a needle hole on this one with him. "I am waiting, Ariella. Just say what it is that you want to say, babe." I released another deep sigh while my heart continued to thump in my chest. I blew in another breath before proceeding with the topic of my discussion over here. "I know we had an agreement and that I swore to you that it would be the last time, but Markus, you just have t
I know so well that while I have been treated like a queen here by my own gang, Elliot has tirelessly made me feel rejected all the time. I can't expect everyone to treat me the same, but with Elliot, I was really expecting something different, of course. I have known him since I was seven, and I know how much he cared for me when we were growing up, and this is why I can not really accept the sudden change in his heart. And while Markus started rambling on about that night that I wanted to just forget, I also can't seem to help but recall hurtful scenarios and feel heartbroken over and over again, as I recall how much I was looking forward to what was supposed to happen between us that night. I almost thought that it would have been the perfect time for me and Elliot to fix things and just start making memories together. And before he left the room, I was even celebrating. And so that served as an excellent lesson for me as well, to not rejoice too soon. In fact, we might as well n
I hollered out to him, "Elliot," but there has been no response. "Elliot, where are you?" I tried again, but still, no answer came from him. I got up and moved over to the couch to wait for some more time for his return. It's possible that he's simply talking to his men outside, and that talk may be important for him to leave me hanging here. And knowing how busy he is, I decided to keep still and wait. Yet another round of unendurable waiting minutes for me, but still I try to be calm about it. When I eventually ran out of self-restraint and tolerance, I rose up and began to pace back and forth. I had a burning desire to venture outside and look for him, but I knew that would not be a good idea. I need to show Elliot that I have already changed. I need to show him that I now know how to listen and that I am not as reckless as I used to be. So I continued to wait one more time. After a few more worthwhile minutes, the door to the suite finally opened. Seeing as it wasn't Elliot who w
Men are genuinely assholes. Whoever they may be, they will surely be assholes in the making. And that is what I truly believe in. Regardless of what they say, it still ends with men being bastards as ever. Just like how much of a fucking asshole Elliot Allister is. He is nothing more than a douche! He may be the great mafia king, but it doesn't erase the fact that he is not man enough to face the woman he loves. And Elliot Allister is a dickhead more than anything else for hurting and embarrassing Ari and treating her with disrespect in the manner he did. And what's worse, he did those things in front of his friends and trusted men. And nothing would make him happier than punching that jerk until he died. And the fucking asshole that I am talking about is none other than me. I am the fucking bastard, Elliot Allister. And yes, I wanted to kill myself for hurting Ariella Gregory. I always tell myself that I love that woman. Ari is my life. But for some reason, I always find the easiest
The silence makes me feel that it is just going to be me the whole time. No one to love and no one to love me back. Fate had decided that my life had to be that way. And in this way, being drowned by the sorrows and the misery, I was already torturing myself in the same way as retribution for hurting the woman I loved so much. I have learned to enjoy the silence and being alone nowadays. Whenever I have free time or whenever I don't have to go to the warehouse, I will immerse myself here in my room, doing nothing at all but just thinking and reminiscing about that sweet moment I had with Ari. The moment that I will treasure for the rest of my life, but the same moment that can never happen between us again. For most days of the past couple of weeks, Kyle and Brit have also provided me with the privacy and the space that I needed. They know that I won't bring up the topic, and they respect that. Well, they began to question me about just what I had done that night because they also se
I stared at him, dumbfounded. Kyle can really leave me speechless most of the time with just his words. "What the hell?! I am not a wuss! Now get out and leave me in my darkness tranquil." "Well, that request? Still, the answer is no. Have you become a vampire now that you want to remain in the darkness all the dang time?" As he approached me, he spoke while trying to look at a couple of beers on the floor. He shook his head in dismay as he seemed to be counting how many beer cans I plan to consume again. "And just look at that. The vampire is trying to drink himself to oblivion once more." "What brings you to my place?" I questioned Instead, "You must report to the warehouse because there will be an incoming cargo tonight. So stop blabbering to me about the things that are of no importance at all to us." "No need to worry, boss. I've already issued the men all the instructions for the shipments this evening. Brit will also be in command of just about everything, and he is capable o
Finally, the story has come to an end. Apologies, as it took longer than I had expected because of a lot of circumstances and my busy schedule. This is not perfect as well, and I know that, but I really want to thank you all so much for the support and for giving this book a chance. I deeply appreciate all the readers and followers who are supporting my stories in GN. Please support and keep reading my other stories in GN: English: (On-going) The Dragster's Mafia Heiress The Runaways' Second Chance Mate Taglish: The Invisible Love of Billionaire (completed) Married to the Runaway Bride (completed) Falling for the Replacement Mistress (On-going) The Rise of the Fallen Ex-Wife (On-going) Entangled to the Hidden Mafia (On-going)
Two men could be seen discreetly bickering over something in the stillness of the night. And although what was happening was visible to the rest of the men on the ground with them, they all chose not to interfere at this moment. They know better than to meddle with something that is not their concern. No one can genuinely understand what the verbal hubbub that is occurring between the two is all about as well. But whatever it is, it begins to appear to be about something big and important for the two to face off on the grounds just like that. The two men exchanged dirty, mean looks as they awaited each other's next move. And it also seemed as if they were about to each draw their firearms and end this ordeal between them, but both of them subsequently changed their minds and thought better of their situation. It really shouldn't reach such an extent once more. They now behave more calmly and rationally with each other than they used to in the past as a result of the changes in their
The wedding ceremony is happening in a blur for both of them. They are just too focused on each other all the time, as they are both holding each other's hands. The couple is so overjoyed about everything that is happening that they were smiling all throughout. And why wouldn't they? They are getting married! "Now that you can, Elliot, you may now recite your vows." The priest directed him. Elliot wasn't accustomed to these situations, of course. He's never been kind to express how he really feels, especially about love topics, and most of all not in front of other people. Kyle and Brit are the only people who could possibly know everything about what his heart desires. Nevertheless, today, he is willing to voice his opinion openly about Ariella and take away all his inhibitions because he wants Ari to understand how important she is to him. Before actually beginning to say his vows, he even took a deep breath to compose himself. "Hey, you know how hard this is for me, Ari, sweetie.
As I stood beside Kyle, my heartbeat was thumping frantically in my chest. I am anxious and excited, and I can tell that every person in the hall is feeling the same way as I am. This is where it all ends now. This is the culmination of everything that we've worked so hard to achieve. Today is a very special day for me and Ari, and everyone present here today is going to celebrate this momentous occasion with us. And I've honestly been eagerly awaiting this moment as well for a very long time now. But, in addition to that, I am currently experiencing a wide range of emotions. And for the very first time in my life, I can feel my hands and legs trembling at the same time at just the thought of Ariella Gregory. A distinct kind of nervousness is what I am starting to experience because, even though I'm anxious as I stand here with my best man, my excitement for what today will bring outweighs my nervousness by a long shot. Today is my most anticipated day. I'm going to get married tod
"There may still be time for you to make up your mind and change the decisions that you made, so are you sure that this is exactly what you intended to be doing?" Markus is acting like an a-hole as usual at this moment. "Sure, everything else with the villains of your lives is done and over with, but are you absolutely able to say that you wanted to marry him, that douche? Just tell me, Ariella, and I am willing to save you from this misery that you are about to get yourself into." I scowled at him as I crossed my arms in front of my chest to just let him know that he was not in the least amusing me and that I was beginning to get upset and clearly annoyed with him. "Markus, are you done grating on my nerves? If you are, can you shut the hell up now?" "What the heck, pumpkin? Why are you being so rude and surly? I'm merely trying to provide some clarity to your muddled and disorganized thinking. And I just want to let you know there is still enough time to back out." "Shut the heck
"It’s alright, dear. It's actually a very sweet gesture from you. And it just shows how much you really love my daughter." "I really do love her." He said proudly. Ari is too pleased, and she can feel the butterflies in her stomach again just hearing Elliot's words of affection for her in front of her mother. "And I love him too, so much, mom." She said proudly as well, then turning her attention to her fiance she said. "And yeah, I'm actually making your breakfast, but I thought that something must have happened because you kept calling and shouting my name that I have to see you. Are you seriously missing me all that much?" He replied confidently, "I certainly do." Then he lowers his voice and whispers to Ari, "Let's go back up into our room and I'll show you how much I miss you and how much I love you." "I like that." Ari answered grinning. She then turned to face her mother asking her, "Mom, will you be an angel and take over in the kitchen? Elliot and I just need to discuss s
Elliot immediately woke up from his sleep when he dreamed about Ariella not being beside him. He tried to reach for her but was surprised to find out that she was really no longer lying next to him. "Ari!" He exclaimed in an instant. He's been so protective of her since the recent incident that the prospect of losing her again fills him with dread. He has lost her so many times in the past that he will not allow it to happen again. He jumped out of bed and briskly walked into the bathroom to look for her. "Baby?" He called out to her again but still got no response. He then tried looking for her in the walk-in closet, but still, she was nowhere to be seen. "Baby, where are you?" He says to himself. Instantly, he began to feel uneasy. How could she have gone anywhere without him? Did she abandon him? But why? What did he do to merit that from her? He tried reaching out to her all the time, but Ari is still finding it hard to get through the events of last time, and as he and Ethan d
It is extremely simple to fool this young man who thinks so highly of himself, and as Mattias nods his head in agreement with Lucio, the elderly man feels he has done an outstanding job. With that being said, he has to leave immediately before Mattias poses a lot of questions that he wouldn't be able to answer. After concluding his report, he said, "With all of that information revealed to you, I will put it to rest at that for the time being." He then grabbed the money and, having to put it in his bag, rose up from his seat and proceeded to go. "I need to leave right now because I have somewhere I need to be. Call me if your big boss has another assignment for me." He declared, turning to leave without waiting for Mattias to respond. "The Allisters—what's up with them then?" The moment Mattias posed that query, Lucio halted in his tracks. "What? What about the Allisters?" "Isn't it that you told me you have information concerning both Gregory and Allister?" Mattias inquired as he
Lucio was so excited about this meet-up that he greeted Mattias as soon as he came through the door, saying, "Mattias, it's been quite some time since I last heard from you. What surprises do you have in store for me now? Did the boss seem to like everything that I had to say about the Gregory and Allister families? I need details about what went through with your plans." The most recent incidents involving the Wilsons, Gregorys, and Allisters are still unknown to Lucio. He still doesn't know that Mattias and his men have been captured and are under direct orders from Elliot, nor does he know that Matthew is already dead. He made the decision to maintain a low profile after receiving numerous threats from an anonymous gang, and since he doesn't have anyone to back him up solidly, he decided to stay put and keep silent for a little while. And now he's overjoyed that Mattias has summoned him. He may not have information now, but Mattias won't know that, so it will be easy money for