Bella's POVThis voice. I think I have heard this before... Oh wait up. Is he that man from my night stand? I turned my face at him and slowly pulled off his mask. " You...?" " Yes. I had some unfinished business which I left few days ago because of some depressed woman." I removed my hand from his face and turned my face other side. " What do you mean by depressed woman? I was chilling alone with my drink!" " And staring at me with those beautiful eyes. No man in their right would ignore such open call of young lady," he chuckled, cupping my chin. Forcing me to look at him ,he whispered softly,'' Do you know how crazy I? You gave you permission to leave me by myself that morning?" His domineering voice had me shuddered in horror. He was more like pissed off and barely holding back his anger. I can't clearly see his facial expressions but I am sure he's going to punish me. Before he gets taste of my nervousness, I should show him my not so good attitude. " Forgot about that nigh
Bella's POV" Do you know what I had to do in order to meet you again?" He scowled as his grip on my neck tightened. I was slowly getting out of breath but I don't know why my body was loving his torture.I've never felt this turned on and hot before for any man. I guess I'm a masochist who derives sexual gratification from their own pain or humiliation. I noticed from a side glance that the driver was trembling in terror as he looked at the rummaging Xavier through the car's front mirror. There was no wonder I didn't know about Xavier Hill. The infamous Mafia Boss of American territory known as DarZ. Even the top mafias trembled at the name of Xavier Hill. While being the god boss of all underground activities, nobody has seen the face of Xavier Hill. I can't believe I'm with him , under his sexy body. " Why are you quiet? Don't you know how to answer when asked?" He grabbed my hair with his other hand and yanked me up. He himself got seated and shoved my face on his hard bulge. Mak
Caspar's POV" Crazy woman!" A conflicted curse left my mouth as I touched my bleeding neck. That woman managed to make me bleed. It's not deep but enough to leave a scar on my neck. " Boss, why are you here instead of the clubhouse?" Alex shouted from the back as he got out of his car and ran towards me. He immediately pulled out his handkerchief for clean the sticky blood but I refused." Don't freaking touch this. The woman who took my virginity gave this! I'll embrace it like an award!" I fucking cursed and headed inside the car. Closing the door, I relaxed my head on the seat. Ishabella was not the easy, fragile woman that I thought she was. She must be part of a Mafia organisation working as assassins. Otherwise there's no way she would be so good at using knives and daggers. I was going easy on her thinking she would eventually give up. I was wronged, she distracted me and made her run. " Dammit', she knows my real identity is Xavier Hill! What if she discloses to her Boss
Bella's POVWith that lousy, frustrated face I returned back to my mansion where my dad was waiting with a rifle in his hand. I was already fed up with this shitty contract marriage which forbids me from having affairs with other men. If I did anything slutty, my dad will be the first to shoot me dead. I know this for sure because right now my dad was pointing his rifle at me. I barely entered the hall room and got to see his pissed off face. " Bella, Where were you for two days and nights? Have you got no shame? Were you perhaps playing with men ,naked in the clubhouse?"Yeah that's how mafia dads talk with their daughters who have been a whore for their whole life. In the world's eyes my dad is respected chairman Austin Diór , a billionaire who loves his daughter blindly. But who knows how he has treated me since my childhood. He neglected me and handed me in care of Lucas. Not a maid, not a nanny but a male bodyguard. I glanced at my mom who was staring at me like I am her sin.
Bella's POV9:30 am, in Étudiants d'élite University. Upon arriving in the university, I was circled by crowd of paparazzi who were asking me the fucking same question. " Miss Bella Dior, are you really married to American billionaire Mr Caspar Mcadam?" I glanced at my bodyguard Lucas,who was standing outside my car. He nodded his head and asked other men to push paparazzi guys out of my way. I don't know how the hell they found out about my marriage, it was a good idea to bring my bodyguards together with me. " Bella,you better put on the mask otherwise those rude paparazzi guys would have clicked your pictures," Aly whispered. " Don't worry Aly. It's like my uniform code now, I don't go anywhere without a mask." Saying that I walked in, through the corridors of my classroom. " Hey, but you really got married?" Ava asked me. I kept quiet and only nodded my head in yes. These two girls were my closest friends although I know they are sticking with me because of my reputation an
Bella's POV" Stop fucking around Robert. I'm married now," I shouted,aggressively pushing him away from me. But he glanced at me with his hungry eyes and forced himself on me. Groping my breasts in his both hands,he started sucking my nipples. Making them hard, swollen and erected. I bite on my lower lip because this is my sensitive region, I can't help from getting wet when Robert keeps licking on my nipples. Even after drowning in a pool of romance , I had to snap out of reality. After such struggle for power, respect,fame ; I don't fucking want to ruin it myself. Controlling my emotions, I kicked Robert back and buttoned up my shirt. " Robert, from now on I'm not playing with you. Forget the intimate relationship between us , it was a past for me. I'm married, wife of Mr Caspar Mcadam," I said seriously, hoping Robert would let go of me. " But he is not here and..."" Do you perhaps believe we are safe in this secret cafe? Can't you see the CCTV cameras in the corner?" I pointe
Erick's POVAh, there she comes my beautiful sister-in-law. My brother is lucky man to get married with such a blonde beauty. The most attractive is her accent, my god her talking in english with that French accent gives me goosebumps all over. If my brother ever divorce this beautiful lady , I will gradually volunteer myself to get married to her. Don't mind me, I'm just kidding. I don't want to die yet at my brother's hand. I stepped close, extending my hand to shake. " Bonjour, content de te revoir Erick," she says in French, confusing me for a bit. " I said, Hello, good to see you again Erick." She repeats herself in english and we head to the cafe. I don't know why I'm a little soft in front of her. Is it because she's my brother's wife, that I'm naturally scared of her?"Why are you here? Do you know that coming to my university every month has created discomfort in University's management system," she coldly says while ordering two coffees and croissants. " My dad sends me
Caspar's POVMy mood was already ruined when I heard from Alex that Erick has been paying a visit to my wife in France. He has been going to her university uninvited giving paparazzi a hot topic for discussion. The internet was blasting with blurry pictures of a female student with Erick, of course that student was none other than my wife Bella Diór herself. The audacity of her to flirt with my brother, has she no shame? I started questioning myself in frustration. I thought she was studying and disturbing her academics would not be a good idea. Who knew she would go low as to fuck any men she sees!" That brat lives up to her name tag as playgirl," I growled angrily, punching the table as I got dressed in a black suit. Taking two guns in my holsters, I tied up the shoulder belt to maintain my firmness. When I was done, I grabbed a rifle from my desk's drawer and covered my face with a mask. " It's daytime so I can't risk revealing my real identity. Fuck , I'm feeling like killing
BELLA."What do you mean?" I crawled backwards, making a visible distance from him. "I'm not going anywhere, I need to go back to Saint Petersburg. My flight is already booked, so tell your so-called boss I have no fucking time."Saying that I got up from the floor and started to walk out when suddenly Alex grabbed my right wrist and dragged me inside. Tossing me on the floor, he casually shrugs off his shoulders and scratches his head with the tip of the gun."I think you are misinterpreting my words, Miss Bella." "What do you mean?" I knitted my eyebrows in seriousness, but I was tripsy and barely holding myself together. "Alex, you better take care of the mess you created," I said pointing at the dead bodies of John and his bodyguards. To which Alex laughed. Taking steps towards me, he kicked the bodies out of his way. "That's not the problem here, but if you refuse to go with me then it could become a problem…""I will call the cops and say you were the one to shoot them dead. A
BELLA.At 12:30 am, Random nightclub, New York City."Miss, you should stop drinking, I suggest," Vincent advised me with a look of concern when I asked the bartender for another whiskey bottle. I turned back to look at Vincent with my swollen eyes and smiled at him."Do not worry, Vincent. Few bottles of whiskey ain't going to make me drunk. I have higher alcohol tolerance than you might think." "Miss, still it's not okay. We should be leaving for Saint Petersburg before reporters find you," Vincent insisted with concerned expressions. The scene which was caused by me at Caspar's wedding had started appearing on social media. Like a forest fire, it was spreading on every news channel and I might soon be surrounded by the reporters. But I was unbothered, I can endure it. What was troubling was the behaviour of Caspar! How could he ignore me after pushing me down and caring about that fake bitch? Is he really in love with her now? All men are the same! Caspar is no exception, he als
BELLA. "No. Please don't say like that," I panicked seeing the pain in his eyes, I felt my heart ache in his pain. "I-I love you, Caspar. I have always loved you, after marrying you there has never been a man who made my heart flutter other than you. You are the light of my messed up world… you–""Bella!" He thundered as he called my name in order. Glaring at me, he retorted,"Lies. All you say is lies. Do you think I'm blind? I have seen you making out with your male nanny Lucas even after our marriage." "I can… I can explain to you…""I do not want your damn explanation which is nothing just a bunch of made-up excuses to prove yourself innocent," he scoffed as if he gave no fuck about my damn words and proceeded to scold me further. "I can still imagine you riding on his fucking dick even after I killed him with my very own hands. Was your male nanny that attractive to you, huh? You forgot about me!" Oh no, Caspar isn't willing to understand my situation. That time I wasn't aware
BELLA. "Bella, I can't imagine you were so stupid enough to take your life," My brother, Olivier started nagging at me again. "What would have happened if Vincent hadn't informed me about your behaviour!" I lowered my head and just kept nodding, I was still not over the shock. That night I was so emotionally occupied that I didn't even hesitate to take my own life. Thankfully Olivier arrived and I fell right into his arms otherwise I would have ended up with broken limbs or maybe dead. I was blinded in jealousy and thought taking my life would bring Caspar back. The fool I was! I even neglected my daughter. "Bella, why are you quiet? I'm expecting an answer," Olivier gets up from the sofa and walks towards me. Standing tall, in front of where I was seated, he asked,"Vincent, what made her so anxious. Is there anything I'm not able to provide to my little sister?" I immediately looked up at him and denied. "Brother, I'm completely fine. I lack nothing, however I was not myself for
CASPAR."B-Boss,"Alex stuttered as his eyes saw the sight of what I was witnessing. "I-I do not have any idea about this." "That's because Sharapova family is very mysterious family. Nobody has ever extracted all the information on them," Zion interrupted as he watched Bella with child and another man. "They're liquor tycoon family so they have connection with underworld as well as army. And the strange fact about them is, they have no enemies, no competitors in business."I turned back to Zion and gave me a surprised look. "Is Sharapova family the oldest family in Saint Petersburg?""No. No, they are around for 20+ years, that's what amazes anyone." I was surprised but soon I saw that man hugging Bella. My blood boiled as I clenched my fists and got inside the car. "Zion got inside, we are not staying in the villa. Book my flight to New York, I'm returning." Shocked, Alex leaned close to the car's window and asked,"What about the invitation card? Weren't you planning on inviting M
CASPAR."B-Bella…," I couldn't even hear my voice, I was numb and shocked. Fear of losing her made me feel like a stranger in darkness, not knowing or understanding what to do next. My hands started shaking as my brain went blank, my heart raced repeatedly as if it would stop any time soon. Trembling voice called her name again,"Bella… Can you hear me?"DEAD SILENCE I received no response other than silence and sounds of heavy rain. I fell on my knees and dropped the phone on the floor, I covered my face and regretted it. Folding my lips in, I suppressed my tears and emotions. Isn't that what I wanted? I wanted her dead because she betrayed and attempted to kill me! Why am I feeling so dead despite being alive? What's wrong with me? I questioned my actions, I tried to calm down however my heart was not willing to stop any time soon. My head was heavy and I was continuously seeing Bella's body covered in blood. "No. No. She's not allowed to kill herself! I must be the one to bless
BELLA."What?" I heard Caspar's angry growl, he was definitely cursing me for being so shameless. "Do you no longer value your life? You are fucking inviting me to kill you?" "Understand whatever you want, I-I just wish to meet you once…please."I was disrespecting my dignity and begging him for one glance. I must have lost my mind for sure. I was shocked when I heard Caspar's laughter, it sounded like he was having fun listening to my pleading. And as desperate I was, I continued begging him. I don't know what I was even expecting from him…"Bella, don't be so impatient. I'll soon meet you with my wife," he chuckled, hitting the nail in my heart. "You don't have to beg me, I'll make sure to invite you to my wedding with Nancy." My last string of hope snapped and I became sure that he did not care for me anymore. He was blinded by her, the other woman who was not me. "Caspar," I screamed at the top of my lungs, losing my temper. "Caspar, you can't do this to me… you can't marry the
BELLA.My hands started shaking in horror, I quickly changed the channel. Searching for any news channel reporting about Caspar being alive and my thought came true. The remote fell down from my hand as I slapped my mouth in fear and shock. "H-How could he be alive? I-I remember his heart beat stopped after he collapsed in my arms…"My body started turning cold as the spark of life left me and fear haunted me. I refused to believe the news of only one channel. Grabbing the remote from the floor, I anxiously kept changing the channels and everywhere was the same news broadcasting.My body turned numb, I imagined my end was near. Falling on my knees, I watched the anchor talking about Caspar and showing his pictures. My eyes widened in shock when I saw Caspar attending the video interview with the news anchor. "Mr Caspar Mcadam, it's good to see you recovering from the coma," the anchor said and extended her well wishing him. 'Coma?'I repeated under my breath, so all this time he was
BELLA.Olivier's eyes looked at me with sadness and remorse, I could truly sense it. My brother was always a rebellious man, and never obeyed dad's orders and when dad forced his authority on him, he left the house. Hence proving that nobody can order him around. The only person my brother cared about was me. I still remember when I turned 5 years old, he visited me secretly and gave me jewels of diamonds, rubies, emeralds and whatnot that could be associated with luxury. His dangerously handsome face printed in my mind, I never forget him ever since. The only person who spoiled me when I was just toddler and I blame him for my love for materialistic value. "Brother, how old are you now?" I subconsciously asked him an awkward question which he laughed at and replied."I'm 37 years old now, and no I'm not married, I have no lovers and not even interested in one."My sadness disappeared into a smile. I teased him,"You are telling me to believe a mature man who is gifted with beauty i