Ricardo Sanguin’s POVWhile Ivyrose went to the restroom with the wives of my college buddies, I went out to the cliff again, feeling the need for some fresh air. As I lit my cigarette, my hands trembled, when I thought of what I shared with Ivyrose a while ago. "Hi. Paco. You were right. I finally have her back. I've asked her to marry me and she said yes. Can you believe that?" I wiped the tears that pooled in my eyes. "I miss you, buddy. I fucking wish you were here right now. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry. GOD. I'M SORRY…" I sobbed as scenes from my past after we moved out of the Foxworth mansion all resurfaced. "It's okay. Death is better than this fucking disease, man so shoot!" Paco shouted. "Do it. If you want me to respect you and call you my son, fucking shoot him now! You need this to harden your heart. You don't need friends. You only need money. You only need me, Gareth. That's how you'll survive this world and be as powerful as me one day." Gerardo Sanguin whispered in
Christopher’s POV I woke up and immediately felt bad, smelling puke. My puke. It was on my face— some dry and some still slimy. It was all over the bathroom floor where I was lying face down. I groaned and tried to get up only for my hands to slip on the floor, and my face fell with a thud. “Ow. Shit.” I moved my hand upward and used the bowl to lift myself up. The bowl had puke, poop and god knows what and I gagged when it all swirled together as I flushed it. Groaning, I reached for and held onto the sink, and filled it with water. The bathroom spun around me and I gagged, my fresh puke mixed with the sink water. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."I pulled the stopper and waited for everything to drain, regretting drinking a whole bottle of vodka on an empty stomach again. Three days straight was my new record. My reflection showed a long haired, thick bearded man with really dark circles under his eyes—white shirt that looked like I wiped my shit on. I felt so sick. My stomach ache kept makin
Christopher’s POV“One more shot. Come on. What harm could it do, huh?” The woman said, yet my vision started to blur. “No. I uh I need to get a cab. Bye. Nice talking to you…uh…”“Rebbeca, silly. We’ve only been talking for three hours now.” she chuckled. ******I blinked for a second and the next thing I knew, I was in a cheap hotel room that reeked of rat poop. “Wait. How do you know what rat poop smells like?” Hailey interrupted me. We were sitting in Lance's car in the parking lot near Times Square and the three of them were eager to know my darkest secret as if it was some sort of movie. “From the orphanage I grew up in, happy?” “Sorry. Please continue.” *******“Wait. Rebbeca. I can’t do this. I have a girlfriend. Wait.” Rebbeca started unbuttoning my pants as I lay on the bed, the whole room spinning around me. “Stop. NO!” I pushed her but she only laughed. My arms felt like jello and I couldn’t even feel my feet. I closed my eyes, resting my head on the pillow and lost
Hi, everyone. First of all I want to apologize for making you all wait yet again. I'm really really really sorry. As usual my personal life got in the way of me finishing/editing the final chapters, plus I made the mistake of giving my brain a deadline so of course it rebelled and didn't work when I had about 1-3 hours free time (just staring into a blank screen). Now I'm finally re-reading the book to check for errors and then I can finally upload the last few chapters and then have my editor mark it complete. I would like to take this opportunity to thank you all again so so so much. Your gems, chapter comments and 5 star reviews have made such a positive impact on my writing journey. Godbless and Hope you are all doing great. Love, KM
Ivyrose’s POV I watched my dad’s nostrils flare as one of Ricardo’s men checked his chest and the rest of his body for any weapons or recording devices. Gareth smirked when our eyes met. We were thinking the same thing: The powerful Rex Foxworth submitting and swallowing his pride just so he can see me again. "Seriously?" My father said when Nestor patted his crotch area. When he saw me looking at him, he gave me a weak smile which disappeared the moment Ricardo put his arm around my shoulder. For someone so rich and powerful he looked so weak and tired. I sighed when I thought about how I refused his calls while I was having the time of my life in Italy. My mother kept telling me he was worried sick about me, but I couldn't bring myself yet to forgive him. Now guilt coursed through me with how much he's aged in a month and a half. My mother was just standing there, waiting uncomfortably. “That’s enough, Nestor. Let them through.” “Was that really necessary, Sanguin?” My dad sa
Ivyrose's POV The Hamptons "Ahh that feels so good. Yes. That's the spot." my mother said to her masseuse. "Mom. Please. You're doing your gross sex voice again. Sorry about that Brooke.” I said, looking up from my phone and smiling apologetically to her. I was sitting on the couch of the huge exclusive spa room waiting for my toenails to dry while also waiting for my mother to finish her massage. Brooke chuckled and said she was used to my mom loving her work. “See? Brooke doesn’t mind. A good massage deserves a few good moans, doesn’t it? Anyway, have you decided what you’re going to wear later for your rehearsal dinner?” “Yeah. I think the plum dress looks best on me.” “Ooh yes. I like that one too. I can’t believe you’re really getting married tomorrow, baby.” She lifted her head from the hole on the massage table and looked at me all teary eyed. “Yeah, well…I can’t believe that just after a month Dad and Ricardo are already besties, so…” “I think your father figured i
Ivyrose’s POV When mom and I arrived at the church the morning after, it amazed me how Gerardo had made sure the building was surrounded with his men and everyone was checked before they were allowed inside. Mom told the limo driver to go around the back so the guests and the paparazzi wouldn’t get a glimpse of me. “This way.” Seb helped my mom out of the limo first before he held my hand and led us into the back entrance of the church. He took us to a small room which had two couches and a full body wall mirror. “You guys can wait here, okay? The bathroom's right here. There's a window you can use if ever you change your mind and want to run away." he chuckled at his own joke as he left the bathroom door open. "I’m going to go check on your groom. You ladies need anything?”“No. I’m good. Mom?” my mom shook her head and I smiled at Seb. “We’re good. Thanks, Seb.”“Okay. Great. Stay put. I’ll put two men outside this door.”“Not necessary, but yeah, thanks.” My mother said to Seb
Ivyrose’s POV “Villa de Sanguin”, New Haven, New York One year after the wedding “Happy Thanksgiving, Mrs. Cole.” Gareth said the moment I opened my eyes. I smiled, feeling the butterflies fluttering in my stomach as he tucked my hair behind my ears before caressing my face. “Happy Thanksgiving, Mr. Gareth Cole. I love you so—.” His lips touched mine and the sweet words I was supposed to say melted. “I love you so much too, my dear wife. And now, let me give you a peek of just how much I do.” Gareth gave me a peck on the lips before he started nibbling my ear while his hand lifted my short silk nightgown to expose my panties. He put his hand under it and started rubbing my clit. Gareth swirled his tongue in the opening of my ear canal and sent jolts of pleasure down my core. I moaned and bit my lips as he trailed kisses from the side of my neck down to my breasts. A few seconds later, my hips lifted involuntarily when Gareth’s tongue started flicking on my clit, sucking it
Hello, everyone. I just wanted to thank you all so so so much for being part of my writing journey. Thank you for all the comments, 5-star review and for giving or voting gems. You have no idea how much your kind words and support mean to a newbie indie writer like me. If you haven't yet, please do read my other book here on GN called My Rebound Men. Oh and if you want to talk about the books some more, you can always find me on f b with my pen name. Thank you all so much again. I hope you are all doing great in your part of the world. Until the next book... Love, KM
Ivyrose’s POV“A year ago it was all over the news how New York was finally Mafia free. The Mafia Dons and all their goons, along with all corrupt government agents were either all put behind bars or killed in the biggest entrapment in history, thanks to the genius of billionaire Christopher Stanford. He made a program that could hack…”Gareth turned the TV off before he jumped into the bed with me. He tickled my feet and I kicked and screamed for him to stop in between fits of laughter. I was just randomly changing channels when Christopher’s face showed up and I got curious. It was his interview for a talk show.I knew what it was going to be about. Gareth told me how, after I disappeared, Christopher fought with him and they almost killed each other before he listened to Gareth about where I really was. He asked him to help defeat the whole mafia system by taking out all their paid allies. Of course when everything was done, Gareth disappeared and gave Chris all the glory. Accordi
Ivyrose’s POV It felt good to be unknown. I loved how I could walk the streets and people didn’t have any idea who I was or would judge me for my sins. Being off the grid in the city of Kuta in Bali, was the best decision I ever made. I lived in a rental cottage that’s only big enough for four people, but I couldn’t be any happier than living in all the mansions in New York. Sometimes I felt so all alone and scared that I liked to think that Paul and Ivan were secretly living a few houses down the road and were still watching over me, trying their best to be invisible, ordered by Gareth to give him peace of mind that I was safe. The market fruit vendor, Mr. Uwir, who also happened to be my neighbor, handed me a plastic bag full of mangostenes and we exchanged small talk until eventually it ended with him inviting me to attend his granddaughter's birthday party the next day. I accepted in a heart beat when I heard she was the same age as Harmony. I missed the two of them so much, bu
Ricardo Sanguin's POV The sound of the gunfire right in front of me rang sharp and cost me my hearing. I saw Ivy drop the gun on the floor and kneeled right after, crying. For a few seconds I was lost in the suddenness of everything that transpired, thinking I got shot by Rex. With my shaking hands I hurriedly unlocked the chain from my foot and ran to Ivyrose. I hugged her as we both sat there and cried with Nestor and Rex’s bodies on the floor, their blood pooling around us. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Rosie.” I repeated, again and again. I don’t know how long we sat there, crying and me asking for her forgiveness. I felt like someone was squeezing my heart so tight, making it almost impossible to breathe. If not for the warmth of her body as she hugged me tight, I would’ve gladly wanted death to take me too. But I couldn’t leave her. I needed to protect her, especially now that Rex was truly dead. “Gareth? Please take me out of here.” “Okay, Rosie. Hold on.” I got up firs
Ivyrose’s POV I tried calling a million times today again, but Hailey and Hudson's phone only kept ringing. My heart pounded in my ears wondering if anything happened to the three of them. "It's been two days since we last talked, mom. All I know is I woke up Christmas morning and I was alone. Only a voice message from Gareth that he has to go away for two days with the padrino and he asked me to stay here and to trust him. Shit. I hate not knowing. You know me, mom." "Oh honey, I'm sure they're just doing some couple soul searching therapy thingy. Leave them alone and stop worrying. You'll get wrinkles. And as for your husband, what can you do, but trust him, right?" she laughed and hung up the phone before I could even reply. In the background I heard a man's deep voice calling her sugarplum. I shook my head and threw my phone on the bed when my call to Gareth’s phone still went to voicemail. Something wasn't right. Hailey would never leave like that. I paced around our bedroom
Ricardo Sanguin’s POVVilla de Sanguin was once again filled with laughter because our little Harmony would not sit still. She and Seb were playing tag inside the living room, the old man was having the time of his life running after an almost two yr old you would never imagine him to be a stone cold killer.Ivyrose and Hailey were in the kitchen helping the cooks prepare our dinner. Hudson was sitting near the fireplace staring at it as if hypnotized by the dancing flames. “Dinner’s ready.” Ivyrose said, standing by the door. Harmony ran to her in panic because Seb was going to catch her. She stuck her tongue out at Seb the moment Ivyrose lifted her in her arms. Everyone, especially Harmony, laughed when Seb pretended to cry like a baby for losing tag against her. The five of us sat around our smaller round table and made small talk while eating the delicious homemade ham and chicken pasta. Ivyrose suddenly fell quiet and when I asked her what was wrong she just said, she missed h
Ivyrose's POV I put the two dozen outfits I picked out for Harmony on Hailey’s shopping cart. It was a beautiful Sunday on the day before Christmas, and we decided to spend our day off hanging out together. The three of them agreed to spend Christmas in our mansion instead of in their house in Staten Island. "Boss, that's too much. She's—." "Really still with the boss? Why do you keep forgetting we're partners with the flower shops now?" "I'm just used to calling you, boss. Feels weird to suddenly call you Ivy." "Rosie." "I thought only Gareth could call you that." "What? No. Only the people closest to me can." "Aww I love you, Rosie." Hailey said, hugging me tightly. “Thanks for spoiling that little critter of ours.” “Of course. I’m her fairy godmother, remember?” I said and we chuckled. "Besides you guys are my only family now that mom's so busy with her boy toys in Millan." I said and we chuckled. “Did she ever tell you what she and your dad fought about?” “Nope. Sh
Ricardo Sanguin’s POV Live in twenty minutes, boss. After I read the text, I tossed my phone on the other side of the bed and held her in my arms as she slept peacefully. My beautiful Rosie. She had her head on my chest and I caressed her hair. Ivyrose moved in her sleep, got off my chest, and laid on her back. It was already seven in the morning and I knew she was waking up, so I started playing with her nipples through her silk pajamas until they hardened and she moaned. “Mmmm. That’s always the best way to wake up.” “Really? Close your eyes again. I wanna try something else.” “Okay.” she giggled and closed her eyes when I kissed her cheeks. “That’s great too.” “How about this one?” I said as I pulled down her silky pants and panties, parted her legs and started licking her folds going to her clit. “So if I keep my eyes closed you’ll think I’m still asleep and you’ll continue that to wake me up, right?”“Right.” I chuckled and continued to pleasure her while my hand wen
Ricardo Sanguin’s POV "Ricardo! No! But why?" Rex squinted, adjusting to the light. "You've had your ass kicked for a month and that's all you have to say to me?" I chuckled. I looked at the mighty Rex Foxworth and felt tingles of happiness all over my body. He looked like a homeless man in a dirty torn tux who’s been mugged at least a hundred times. His fingernails and toenails were all gone, pulled out by Seb while I watched him scream and asked what he did to deserve it. The buttons of his inner dirty white shirt were open and his chest had cauterized wounds of different sizes and shapes. "What do you want, Ricardo? The company? Don't hurt Ivy. I'll give you the company. I'll give you everything you want." "Everything I want? But don't you see, Rex? I do have everything I want. Ivyrose is the CEO of your company and you are here as my prisoner, but the cherry on top— that woman whom you said could never be mine, she is my wife now. Here watch this. We fucked right on your