Vanessa It is raining by the time we leave the penthouse for the airport. The weather forecast says that there would be light showers tonight so it is good enough for us to travel but I am still not convinced that nothing will go wrong. I have never been on a plane before. Never had to travel and never could afford it. I have always wanted to travel out of my birth state but I have never for once considered the means to get there. The plane has always seemed to me to be a giant metal trap box that I have never been enthusiastic to be locked in. As we approach a traffic light, I lean into the seat and look out the window. The view is very pretty. The streets are littered with many people despite the weather. As we pass by, I see three girls, each holding a bag, playing in the rain. One is blonde and the other two are brunettes with one having bright colors littered on her hair. She has the biggest smile in the group as she opens her arms wide, as if to hug the rain. The other two a
VanessaI did not know I had fallen asleep until I am jolted awake by the announcement over the PA system telling us that we have arrived in Italy and would be landing soon. I hurry to fasten my seatbelt and look outside the window and the sight that greets me is extraordinary. I am yet to meet anyone or explore anything but up here, from the sky, it looks so beautiful. Like a city of lights. The lights are scattered around the city helping to light up the city. From up here, it looks like Christmas with the different light colors decorating the city. I have seen pictures online and read about how beautiful the place is but I have never had the opportunity to have my first hand experience in it.And the food. The Italians are known for their pasta, pizza ... Mmmhhhh. I have not had my chance to eat it but I already feel the taste and I'm even savoring it. I don't know if he knows how much I love the food culture of Italy but I am grateful to be here.Who am I kidding. There is no way
Vanessa“Thank you very much. Good night." I say right after him“Good night." She responds and immediately walks out.As soon as she walks out, I am not sure if I should sit to enjoy the food or if I should wait for him to be ready so we can eat together. He just stands there like a statue like he is waiting for something. He is still sporting a tight look on his face and so I choose the former.I walk to the table and have my seat. I will not be waiting for him. I am so tired. At least he got a drink and a nice customer service on the plane as far as I remember. I did not get a bottle of water and I said nothing because I was too scared to say anything especially as they seemed to be familiar with each other.I take a fork and dig it into a plate of spaghetti with prawns and I am immediately transported to heaven when the food meets with my tongue. Where in the heavens was this made and who is the Angel that was tasked with the job?I moan to the taste not caring if I was being watc
DimitriShe makes me hyper aware of everything going on around her. I cannot seem to get my mind to drift off everything that she does. It's like any move she makes is just to hold my attention in firm grip. This is getting out of control and I need to put a stop to it before it starts to threaten everything that I have worked hard to build. Even if I cannot completely bury whatever is there right now, I should at least be able to get it under extra control. I cannot let her presence in my life threaten my sanity.We are in a car on our way to the airport for our honeymoon. How did I come to this decision? One minute, I decide on one thing and the next, I am deciding on another while I have my cock shoved deep inside her. I do not make mistakes like this. Do not make decisions like this. If this was Carter I would not be moved but this is me and I do not make decisions with properly going over them. I do not even this k anything through before I'm making the decision and calling Carte
Dimitri I get back to my seat in time. I do not want to have her wake up to me in her face. It would not look right. Would not sit right with her. Or me either. I go back but I do not take my eyes off her. She is beautiful and she is all mine. I am not sure of when I really started to want her but I know that I do and I intend to do anything to keep it that way especially since I know that my brother may have feelings for her. I cannot ignore the way he stared at her the day in the house when they were walking back together from the garden. The thought of it still brings my blood to a boiling point. I know that I should get over it considering the fact that I am the one who suggested the no feelings part of the deal but I cannot. How dare he try to put his hands on what is mine? She is not an object that you keep laying claim to like an animal. I can hear that voice say again but it is wrong. She is mine in every way. I own her body and it is only a matter of time before I own her s
Dimitri “You are going to snap my hand in two. Stop!" She tries to yell but keeps her voice low enough to not get anyone suspicious of us. Well if she does not want anyone to know anything, then she should not be suggesting saying goodbyes to pilots who have no business being around her. I pay no attention to her complain and do nothing to reduce the tight grip on her wrist. I keep pulling her till we get into the car. I have to get her away from here before she suggests something else. “Get in." I say in one command and she obeys without any argument. I like that. No arguments. We get into the car and get ready to leave the airport. “Good evening Sigñor Dimitri. I trust your flight went well." To that, once again, I so not respond. If he wanted to know how my trip went them maybe he should have been there. “Congratulations madame. I heard about the wedding." I can hear him say. I look up to him and find him holding her stare through the mirror. How dare he. I glare at him so har
Dimitri “Uncle Alexander." I breathe into the phone as soon as the door shut. “You told me to call you." I will prefer to go straight to the point. I am still upset about having to leave her there after hearing that moan. I wanted to satisfy my hunger for a lot of things and this call is really putting a hindrance on that. As much as I respect uncle Alexander, I do not appreciate disturbances. If you thought it was that much of a disturbance, you would not have bothered to respond to the text. “How are you my boy?" I hear his voice push through the phone speaker. 'My boy.'I have not been a boy in a very long time and he knows it. If there is any person who really knows about my struggles apart from the guys, it is Alexander Luigi, my godfather. The man has been there for every thing concerning my life. He used to be friends with my father until the bastard cheated him in business. The failed business was not the main reason for their fall out. My mother was. He saw how much m
UNKNOWN POV I have my eyes on everything and everyone. They have no idea how deep I have cut into them. They even think they can control any other thing. It is laughable that they think they can do anything to stop the infection that I already have spreading through them. I know what they can and want to do before they even think of it. There is nothing I do not have power over right now. Al I need is a little bit more leap to finally place myself in the place I have always belonged in. That is something that only a few people know about. That I can do anything to get what I want. I can do the most bizarre thing and the sweet thing is that after everything, no one can point out who it is. That is an additional advantage that comes with being who I am. I have all the power but he is yet to realize how much and how deep it runs. He already took a wife and he thinks I am not aware of the circumstances behind it. The bastard wanted to hurry to get his inheritance to avoid it getting int
It was brought to my attention that I missed up the chapters. I'm really sorry about and I've made adjustment. All chapters are now in order of arrangement. In the right order and if it's still the same. I will advise you remove this book from your library and add it again. I'm really sorry about the errors. Happy reading. Don't forget to let me know about your thoughts and opinions. You can as well check out my other books. My daughter's nanny, Pregnant for the bully, The bad boy's obsession. Y'all have a nice day. Next update will be coming soon.
Dimitri I'm walking around the house to see if there is anyone. I keep searching for her but she does not seem to turn up anywhere. “That's odd". I was told that she was waiting for me. That she kept looking out the window to see if I had arrived. That after looking out the window, she would go back to my room to check and confirm if she had missed my arrival and now that I am here I cannot seem to find her. “Where did she go?" I ask the house. For a moment, I could hear my voice echo through the walls. I look around to see if there is any other person around and there is no one. The house has the best and most magnificent kind of furnishing. The type that visitors never fail to praise and gush about. The type that she put in all her time and energy to perfect but they seem to be the only things taking up the space. It seems like the house was built and decorated only for furniture. It's sad but it is what I am used to. I walk into her room and look around everywhere but she is stil
Dimitri I hear the door open and Francesca walks right in. “I had a room prepared for you. I hope you do not have any plans to go back tonight." “Yes, son. You should not be thinking of leaving tonight. We don't know how long before they attack again. We cannot risk anything." He backs her up but I am not having any of it. “I am not going to hide from anyone or anything. If I am to be attacked again the moment I leave then so be it. I have no plan of giving anyone access to my brain to dictate my movement." They plan to get me paranoid. To get me scared that I do not trust anything around me. I'll be damned if I give them that pleasure. It would be better if they kill me right away. “You are not being reasonable Dimitri. You should at least let things settle for the night and move out tomorrow." She suggests. Francesca does not just care for anyone like that. She certainly has an ulterior motive for her to insist on this. “Dimitri try to be reasonable. Your life right now is more
Dimitri As soon as I walk in through the doors for the second time this night, I am immediately engulfed in a hug. Francesca rushes to me quickly and traps me in a hug which I immediately pull away from. I do not want her touching me. Not even a near-death experience is enough to make me tolerate her touch. She does not seem to get the message though as she reaches and holds my face. “I am glad you are okay. I was so worried about you." She drawls. “There is no need for that," I answer monotonously. “I am so relieved that nothing happened to you. Not a scratch on you." She tries to sound concerned but it sounds differently in my ears. I know she would not order an attack on me but I do know that it is a lie when she said she's relieved that there is no scratch on me especially not with the news I gave her a while ago. She might not want me dead but she would appreciate a broken bone or two. I do not respond to that. I walk in the direction of her father's study and she follows suit
UNKNOWN POV I watched him leave the house and get into the car. I watched him drive off and I notice him talking to someone in the car while driving so I send them to attack. He thought his godfather will deliver him from my hands. He thinks all of this plan just happened to come around today which is why he thinks he can beat me. I feel sorry for his wife though. She got married to a man who is already halfway in the grave. I am not ready to kill him yet. I want him paranoid. To live I great fear. He is very stubborn just like his father so it will be very interesting to watch him unravel. Piece by piece I will tear him apart until there is nothing left after which I will grant him his heart's desire of death. The bastard thinks anyone can find me. I am everywhere he is and nowhere at the same time. It would be difficult to find his own shadow. He might continue to search but he will never find me. Not until I am ready to deliver the final blow. I watch the two bikers intercept h
Dimitri The sound of her voice pierces through the house. It would not be nice to argue with someone like her as he 'Mr voice' might shatter everything. “Ah! I did not tell you earlier. Dimitri just got married and he is here on a honeymoon with his wife." He excitedly breaks his need for her. “What? That's not true is it?" She asks with hope on her face like she is waiting for me to deny it. “It is true and they are coming over for dinner this weekend." He adds. “I wasn't asking you, Dad. I want him to speak for himself." She does not fail to hide how disrespectful she is to anyone. It isn't something I am not used to. “I am married and I have to get back to my wife soon," I reply only because her father is here and he probably thinks we are still on good terms. No man wants anyone to disrespect his daughter especially not in front of him. “Why didn't you invite us?" Thank God she is sensible enough to hide part of her feelings. “Stop trying to drill the man. He had to rush it
Dimitri “Hello Francesca," I say and try to escape her embrace but she does not let go. This is the one thing I did not prepare my mind to face but I am not surprised. I was told that she moved away from her father's home. I guess someone told her I was coming around tonight. “Why did it take you so long to come here? Have you been avoiding me? Do not lie to me. I know you too well." I force her hands away from my waist. This time, she does not resist. She moves from behind to the front of me, coming in line with my vision. She is clad in a red dress with a deep neckline, revealing her cleavage. Vanessa would never wear something like this. It is so obvious what she is trying to do so I let my eyes rest on her breasts for a little longer. She got ves off a very wide smile of satisfaction thinking she has me buying whatever it is she is trying to sell to me. “I do not avoid anyone. You only get to see me when I want you to." I state carefully with no hope that she will understand.
Dimitri The look in her eyes stayed with me for the rest of the night. I know that I am hurting her. Heck, it was so vivid on her face that even a blind person will notice but I cannot put everything on hold because of her or anyone. Life has to move on and whether I like it or not, I have issues that I need to see the end of. For myself and everyone. My phone's ringtone shakes me out of my thoughts. I look at the screen and it is Trent. I am shocked that he has the time to call me because he seems distracted lately. I immediately get into my car and answer the call. “Hello, lover boy. Hope you are having a lot of fun?" Unlike the other immature adult, this one's jokes seem to make a little bit more sense. “Fun is for the jobless. What do you need?" I go straight to the point. “Hey, Hey! Take it easy there. Did I pull you away from the embrace of your true love? You will have to pardon me for that my Lord." I realized that I spoke too soon when I called him sensible. He is only th
Vanessa “Hello, Vanessa." I hear Stephan's voice come in through the speaker. His voice is one that I can never mistaken for any other person. It has not been that long but it has been a while since I last heard him speak. Not that I still have a crush on him but I do enjoy the sound of him speaking. “Hello Mr. Stephan," I respond “Stephan remember? He tells disapproving of how I refer to him. “Yes, Stephan. How are you doing?" I enquire. “I am doing well enough. How is married life and how is my brother treating you? “He treats me good enough and I am still adjusting to being married." I lie. I want to scream something different at the top of my lungs. He is not treating me like a wife should be treated. The truth is that he made me sign papers so that I do not reveal the fact that he cannot use the normal approach to find a wife. He had to pay a lot of money. And me, being the gold digger, had to be the one to collect the money and sell herself off and now it is dawning on me