Another fight with my boyfriend made me agree to my best friend's crazy idea to party at a nightclub. But then, she spiked my drink and I ended up in the arms of a terrifyingly handsome stranger, Michelangelo. We spent the night together underneath his sheets, as he took me through wild realms of pleasure. But the next morning, he was gone. And then I caught my boyfriend with my best friend so my life utterly shattered from that day. Weeks later, I realized that I was pregnant, and I also got hit by the news of my boyfriend's wedding to my best friend. Devastated, I moved to a Pack in New York City to start anew with my unborn child, and then three years later, guess who I bumped into? The one and only Michelangelo, the real father of my son. But then, he lied that night. He didn't give me his full name or his real identity. He didn't tell me that he was the formidable Nico 'Michelangelo' Ferrari, a Mafian Alpha and an insane force to reckon with. Realizing who he is sends me into a panic attack, but for some reason, he won't stop chasing after me, trying to convince me that he loves me, that he's my fated mate and that he wants to be with me and our son. What the heck do I do?!
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I stood in front of the judge in the courtroom. I was dressed formally but with a sad look on my face. It was obvious I wasn't happy. This wasn't how I wanted my marriage to be, I have always thought my marriage would hit the ground and everyone would know but look at me here. Standing in front of the judge about to sign a contract agreement just the two of us in here. I had mixed feelings.
I was angry because I wasn't even informed about marriage but yet I was still here. I didn't even plan to escape from him or his family, perhaps I loved my family and considered them first. I don't even know the person I was getting married to.
"Are you of sound mind and understand what you're about to do young lady?" The judge asked me and I drifted away. I don't even know what to say but this question indicates there was no turning back or getting divorced with no reasons.
I gulped down my saliva with a clenched jaw before giving an answer. "Yes''
The judge turned his face toward my groom and asked him the same question which he answered with a twinkle of an eye. He wasn't even bothered at all.
It made it seems, he had already known me before and it was his greatest opportunity to be with me.
"Are you entering this marriage on your free will?" The judge further his questions, I went silent instantly and that earned me a glare from my groom. It was a glare of death and fierce.
"Yes I am."
It was a short three words but the words held great power to me. First, I knew I was entering a boundage of no destination and with the look on his face, he was sure more fierce than this.
The contract papers were handed over to me and I sighed without even reading the content because why would I just waste my time and read the content when it would only make me sad.
The thought of our wedding night came rushing instantly to my mind and I coughed. Why was this rubbish thought coming in now.
The judge inspected the papers again before he cleared his throat. "Since you already signed the agreement papers, it is now pronounced that you two are husband and wife and would do everything to keep the marriage. I hope it is filled with great joy and honey as you experience the life of a married couple. "He congratulated us with a handshake which I took with pleasure but deep inside my heart, I wasn't happy at all.
Bringing out a fake smile, I saw his hand out asking me to hold him and I did.
We both strode out of the courtroom with a blue Versace car waiting for us. The door was already opened by the driver who stood beside it.
He bowed his head down in respect and I got into the car. It sure felt good but the marriage thing sucks the most.
He got in too and the driver started the engine. "Hope you already know the rules?" He asked with his eyes out viewing whatever he was looking at.
I gave him a deep stare before I faced the other side. "I didn't, because I don't see reasons to" I replied bluntly but it was followed with a short chuckle.
"You don't see reasons to? I bet you would be in regret if I start saying things that are in the contract papers that you missed."
How can someone be this full of himself?
Silence eloped between us before he cleared his throat. "I would want us to maintain distance and respect ourselves. This marriage isn't real and we don't have to do all lovey like every other couple do outside. Let's be on our own good side and you will enjoy me. Understand that I don't love you and I can never love you. Actually I have a lot of things in mind to say to you but no couple's night or whatever you call it."
After he said all those words, my mind felt at peace but it wasn't also. How can I get married and expect us not to talk to each other. He surely hated me and didn't want to have anything to do with me so why didn't he decline! Why didn't he stand on his words? Why is he giving me rules now!" Those questions ran through my head but there was no one to answer it.
The car stopped all of a sudden and the car opened. He got out of the car without even giving me a glance then I followed immediately. This wasn't anyone's life to face now and I have to understand that it's mine alone.
My eyes glared up and a Wow formed from my mouth. "Yes, you have to make it out because it's worth it." I heard his voice interrupting my voice and I glared at him.
Such a rude jerk.
I decided to get back at him. "I was just trying to admire the beauty, it's not like I haven't seen this before."
" Really? You sure you have because your house says alot about it." His words hit back at me right straight to my heart like an arrow and I felt a sting pain.
I was trying to make him feel less important but he was actually good at being a rude jerk.
I clenched my jaw and strode after him into his so-called mansion.
Getting in I was more shocked, there were a lot of maids coming in and out of every corner. And the house, It was giving! I can't even ignore the fact that the house was making sense.
"Get her into the room, she's your young master wife." He instructed and I scoffed.
Oh am I?
" Follow me ma'am" The maid told me and I followed with no words. The maids had this cooperation, no one talked to themselves or made rumors around and I loved the fact he had trained them like that.
"Would you want a big master's room or your room?" She asked me and my eyes widened.
Big masters room? I would be a dead ass hole to even have that thought in mind. I would never want to have anything to do with that man of a scum. "My room please" I requested with respect laced on my voice and she turned towards me with widened eyes.
"You don't have to use the word please"
Jasmine's POV I haven't seen Nico around since he left my office two weeks ago. I'm glad he's keeping his distance, just as I requested. I should feel good, right? Yes, I do, of course. Well, I don't really know how I feel right now.As for my work in the company, I still hear some comments when I pass by the hallway leading to my office. Most of the staff avoid me. I don't know if it's fear or something else. I really don't care.But surprisingly, while I was eating lunch in the cafeteria a week ago, a tall, slender lady walked up to my table."Hi, do you mind if I share your table?" she asked."No, I don't. Please sit," I replied."I see you're having my favorite right there, huh?" the lady said, gesturing to my food.I looked at my food. It was just a pickled ham sandwich and iced tea. "It's my favorite as well," I said.I wondered who this strange lady was. I didn't think I had seen her around."Don't give me that creepy look," she laughed.Shit, I thought it wasn't obvious."I'm
Nico's POV "Jasmine was on her way to the penthouse. How could she have gotten a hold of that place? Or did you tell her about it?", he asked."I haven't said anything about the penthouse to her""Okay, that settles it. So where did she get the information?"."I'm yet to ask her. I doubt she would even tell me". I adjust my neck tie. "Leave that to me then, but all of this couldn't have been a coincidence: going to the penthouse, traffic, a dark alley, a murder scene. It was a well-planned scheme to get her to witness that murder. And then again, the body could have been disposed of without Jasmine having to come across it. All mafia know how to do a clean job. No one wants to get involved with the police. So I suppose they weren't smart when they left the body there, making it look like a well-intended murder".That's a point I didn't consider. The job they did was messy. It should have been a very quiet one, not one to raise suspicions."Look into Richard. He was the one who drove
Nico's POVI stood by as I watched her car driving away. When I could no longer see her car, I returned my focus to Richard. I took slow, dangerous steps toward him. He moved back in fear. I'm sure the look on my face wasn't welcoming at all.What was it she said again? "Go get the recording from Richard.""Hand me the recording, Richard," I said."I'm sorry, sir. I should have—""Hand me the recording, Richard. I don't want to hear any of your apologies," I cut him off.He dipped his hand into his pocket, brought out a phone, and started tapping on it. I was getting impatient already, tapping my foot on the ground."Here, sir," he held out the phone, and voices started talking.So this was enough for Jasmine to believe I committed the murder? I laughed. I can't believe this."How did you get your hands on this, and how did this even happen?" I barked.He bowed his head."You have a minute to start talking, or you'll be gone."So Chad was murdered and dumped on the side of the road, a
Nico's PovI was already on the highway. It was pretty early, so there was no traffic, giving me a smooth ride. I was humming as I drove. I was excited. I’d be dropping Michael at school again today, and Jasmine had agreed to let me take care of him with her. "He's your son," she had said. A smile broke out on my lips.I arrived at my destination, drove into the driveway, parked my car, and stepped out. I knocked gently twice on the door and waited for Jasmine to unlock it. Someone was at the door. I readjusted my shirt, even though it already looked good. The door creaked open, and it wasn’t Jasmine. I was a little disappointed."Hi, Isabella.""Good morning, Nico. Please come in.""Thank you. What about Jasmine?" I asked as we moved past the hallway."She's not down yet. I'm sure she's getting ready," she replied."And Michael?""I was about to bring him down for breakfast. Give me a minute," she said, taking the stairs. "Please make yourself comfortable," she said over her shoulder
Nico's POVI just wanted to have some drinks with the guys. It's been quite a while since we gathered around to have some bottles of drinks.Is this the right time to drink? Fabio is at it again. There's an issue in the company, Marcus is acting up, and there are Carmilia's brothers too. He's nagging too much at this point. Don't you think you should settle down and clear your head? I'll set all that straight. What's the harm in having a little bit of fun? Come with me. I was already on my feet.The penthouse was designed for meetings with my gang members, so it's quite spacious. Most of them hang out here all the time, and it's safe as well. There are standby guards, maids, and chefs who do the cleaning and cooking. I arrived at the bar and sat on the first stool I saw there. It didn't take long for Fabio to throw himself next to me, frowning as though I stole his candy. I chuckled. He was uptight."Loosen up, Fabio. Nothing's gonna go wrong tonight," or so I thought.One of the guys
JASMINE'S POVThe sun's rays, trying hard to burst into the room, signified it was morning already. That was quick. I should shower and prepare so I can drop Michael off at school before heading to work.I chose to wear a black gown today. The color was a deep, rich black that seemed to absorb the light around it. It fell just above the knee, creating a modest yet stylish silhouette. The skirt was A-line, with a subtle flare that made movement easy.I sat to do a little bit of makeup, to cover any patches that could still be on my face. I applied my lip gloss before slipping into a pair of silver heels. They weren't too high to make me uncomfortable. Taking a final look at my reflection in the mirror, my hand traced the delicate, hand-beaded embroidery that adorned the neckline. It was beautiful.As I stepped out of my room, I wanted to check on Mike to see if Isabella was done getting him ready, but I stopped when I heard his laughter from downstairs. A smile appeared on my lips, but
Jasmine's POVI turned swiftly to see Isabella. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "What the hell, why...why do you look this way? What happened? Are you hurt?" she bombarded me with questions."Keep it low, Bella. It's a complicated matter. I'll freshen up, then I'll explain everything to you. Where's Michael? I don't see him anywhere.""He's taking a nap," she replied."I should go now," I said, rushing into the bathroom as soon as I arrived in my room. I scrubbed my hands in the washbasin, applying as much soap as I could so the blood would come off. It did come off, but I couldn't erase the blood from my mind. This was Chad's blood. I kept scrubbing; I might even sustain an injury if I kept this up, but what could I do now? Chad was dead, and I felt responsible for it.My legs gave in as I sat on the ground, and tears started falling from my eyes on their own accord. "Nico went too far this time," I thought. "It's all becoming clear now. The rage in his eyes when he h
JASMINE'S POVThe traffic was taking longer than expected; the clock was ticking. What if I didn't get there in time to stop Nico? No, I couldn't let this happen. With each passing second, I felt my heart was about to explode. "Okay, I'm done playing cool, Richard. Please go ahead and take the shorter route. I promise to talk to Nico about it.""But, ma'am, he strictly warned me about this, and you might be in danger. I can't risk that.""Okay, fine. I'll play my last card. I think Nico is about to do something crazy, and if I don't get there in time, there'll be huge consequences. Just consider this an emergency. I tried to convince him."He released a sigh, finally giving in. "There's a road ahead. I'll just use it."I looked out of the car, and, truly, he was right. We just had to get past the traffic a little bit. Richard made a turn, and the road was free of other vehicles, but it looked a bit creepy. The only light was the one at the beginning of the road, and since then, we had
Chad's POV He doesn't reply to me immediately but instead passes across some coded message to the rest of the men, and they take their sweet time circling us, forming a tight barricade around the car. I clench my fist, knowing that this situation is one that I won't be able to get out of easily.What do you want from me? I say, trying for another approach."You're asking unnecessary questions, man," the masked man says in a gruff voice. He raises his weapon, pointing the gun directly at my head. Anything that makes him pull the trigger at this point leaves me completely dead. The reality is enough to bring shivers down my spine. I purse my lip, thinking desperately for any means of escape. What is happening? My mind keeps on turning up completely blank, and honestly, it leaves me very much frustrated. What do you want from me? I find myself asking at this point. All I'm doing is trying to get the conversation going and stall him for as long as I can while waiting not so patientl
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