Fleur’s point of view
I walk back to my mothers room, feeling emotionally exhausted. I’m glad to see my mother resting and still asleep.
She must've been drained and in a lot of pain. Anyone can tell that she has gone through surgery. She has lost a lot of weight during the past months of chemotherapy. Her hair just started growing back when the cancer attack her system again. Her cheeks were sunken her lips were so dry and not the usual pink. There's also noticeable dark circles under her eyes.
Her injectable dosage increased from the last time she was in the hospital. This is her second procedure and it really took its toll. I breathe deep seeing the condition my mothers state was, but I know she's a fighter and very hopeful that we can get through this.
I sat next to her anMario’sPoint of viewIt's been exactly five months and two weeks since the last time I saw her in person. She has tried to reach out to me but I opted not to have any communication for I know that I'm not gonna be able to stop myself from possessing all of her.I get out of my car, and I see Fleur looking so damn beautiful through the vast window only wearing a plain top and jeans. She lost a lot of weight.I check her petite form and it is only now that I thought about how much I miss her body but I need to be patient for, in the end, this will all pay off.I forgot how more attractive she is in person. Her beauty is so precious that even all the cameras installed in the cottage can't capture and don't give it justice.
Mario's Point of viewMy heart was persecuted seeing my girl tear up in pain as I took her ass, knowing what she just went through, but I can't have her misbehaving. She needs to learn to obey. She needs to submit to me before things get out of hand. I dont know whats gotten to me while I was in the tub, but I felt that she was getting comfortable and would think that i'm getting lenient. If somehow this attitude pro long thinking were equal she would soon have the nerve to demand for things like her freedom. I have to be careful with her otherwise, I will be the one who's end up getting hurt, I cant afford that again. She needs to learn who's in charge.She fell unconscious as I kept my thrust hard, but I can't stop fucking her. She feels so good. I feel a little blood drip, and it makes me happy that I fully claimed her.
Mario's point of viewAs much as I want to stay with her and cuddle for the rest of the night. I felt bad for pushing her earlier but I still need to work on my temper dealing with her. I needed to go back to the restaurant to fix a few things with Ambers family. I knew that was a bad idea to have dinner in that restaurant. Her father remained one of the most closest allies to our clan and he is known to be a sensitive man if you decline one offer. I just have to have a few drinks and bid them a good night. For i'm beyond excited to bring Fleur to the island and have her to myself.I know that changing the scenery for Fleur is a good idea. so she won't be reminded so much of her mother's passing. I watch her cry many nights, anticipating the dreadful day of losing her mother. Her mother seemed to be a good woman
Fleur's Point of viewThe water seems to calm me down just like back at the lake house. Mario's wealth is truly enromous for having owning such beautiful properties. I couldn't believe he owns this whole Island at his age. I tried to ask him questions but he seems to be very good at swaying answers and when he does that, I dont push for it, I dont want to be misunderstood as someone who tries to dig in gold. This whole ordeal is making me nervous for this isnt me, sure I wanna to live a life that's comfortble but somehow I want to earn it myself.Its trully is very relaxing, I used to imagine what it would be like to have such a life. I let out a deep breath just looking at the most serene view but I can't help to think about what would happen if I get used to this. In a snap, if Mario gets bored of me,I'm gonna have to say good bye to all of this serenity. I shouldn't allow myself to get attached, I know better.I can already tel
Fleur's Point of veiwThe digital clock flashed 6:09 am when I awoke to a knock. I'm used to being up this early on the mainland, but now that I've been on the island for a while, Mario lets me sleep in because he enjoys my company late at night.I lazily got out of bed and knew who it was, for the cherry voice sound gives it off quickly."Hello ma'am, I was tasked to wake you for your morning training.""Oh hello, Careh, what training?"I believe it's a workout session with a trainer."Oh, I didn't know it started today; okay, please just give me a few minutes. I'll be right down."I forgot that Mario had told me about getting fit after we got home from the yacht e
Chapter 14FLeur's Point of viewI felt the bed next to me cold and vacant when I woke up in the middle of the night. I yawned and stretch my arms out for once again Mario had me exhauted again. I didn't expect for the rest of afternoon to be that fun. I saw a patient side of Mario today and I like how normal he was not the usual mood he gives me, there's something about how he was with me that made me feel happy as if he really truly cares. He was pateint and gentle even the way he took me again in bed was completely different. The pleasure I felt was amazing that I couldnt get over it until now.I looked around to see if Mario was in the bathroom or closet, but why am I disappointed that he wasn't? Its not like I didnt spend so many nights alone in this bed. I can't really expect
Chapter 15Fleur's Point of viewIt's been three weeks since the incident in the woods. I still couldn't get proper sleep and the incident keeps repeating itself in my dreams, but this time I'm the one who gets shot. There are nights that I get nightmares after nightmares. I tried asking for sleeping pills but the island doctor had only given me enough for just a few nights because she is worried about me relying too much on it. She has warned me on the long term effect and she suggested that its best to tire my body out during the dayIf only I could tell her what im reallygoing through, The sound of gun shots was all I hear sometimes. The people around me also see that I get so jumpy at times.I couldn't eat properly either. It's hard for me to digest what the future might hold for me. I don't like it when Mario leaves and goes back to the city. It takes a while for me to sleep whene
Mario's Point of view"Now now, Fleur!!! Let's see what a real jerk I can be in bed."I made sure my grip on her was tight, because I felt frustrated. I needed to release this tension fast, punching her on the tummy surely did the trick to stop her from struggling.I didn't particularly appreciate how her body was so close to Oscar. My stupid cousin who likes to fuck around, that bastard will get a beating from me later! He knows how to get under my skin.Oscar did that stunt on purpose, knowing I would see it. What annoyed me more was how Fleur was reacting towards him.This pissed me off.I need to tame my monster! It's
Oscar's Point of view The island looked so dashing from above here, It's the one thing I want the most because of one person and that is Aileen, She's that one girl who tried to get away but not for long. The pilot in command has informed me to buckle up for were landing in a few minutes. My deal with Mario worked perfectly well for the both of us, he gets his girl and I get my girl, a fair trade. I requested my driver to take me to the island workers accommodations as quickly as I got off the plane. I know exactly which house Aileen would be as soon as I walked into this massive village with all the staff; it's as though my feet had their own mind. I've got the key card ready and I can't wait to claim Aileen.
Mario's PovThe saying is true for every successful man, there's a woman behind it. Fleur is the source of all my motivation; in order to keep her safe, I had to do something no one else has done before: put in the future of weapons. Walking in my father's shoes has always been put in my head growing up. No one had foreseen that I could surpass his kind of status. I no longer need to take a back seat from anyone. My father has grown weak from trying to please other members of the high table. The first bidding was just a taste, a simple taste that piqued everyone's interest and enticed exclusive clients to return for more.
Fleur's POVThe last thing I saw was Mario getting shot in front of me while men held me in place. I've always imagined shooting him for the past two years, and now that it happened in front of me, I didn't expect to feel miserable. Before he died, Mario attempted to save me. He genuinely cared for me. Even if it's twisted, it's always passion. It's more than lust to take a bullet for someone like me who Mario can quickly substitute and dispose of. All of these new emotions and realizations are gushing right through me.Mario always said that he would never let me go and that he loved me. I had no more defense left with Mario's feelings; I was confused and afraid of his way. I focussed more on the pain he might inflict instead of the lavish life he's been p
Mario's PovPresentIt wasn't as bothersome as it had been the first week after Fleur had left. In reality, I needed her gone while I dealt with the situation and my father's temper.She did half the work, and gave me more time to figure out what went wrong with the demo. The only reason I'm not breaking her legs and chaining her in the basement is because of this. She knows in the back of her mind that there's still a high probability I'm coming for her, but she chooses to ignore it and acts as nothing had happened nonetheless. I'm quite pleased to know that she remained a good girl and refrained from dating anyone. Had anybody touched her, things would have been dreadfully different, if so.
Fleur's Point of viewIt's been a week now, and I'm sitting in the same room, afraid to leave the motel. I became a madwoman who was weeping around the room and laughing at one point and sunk a minute again thereafter. I can't help that I know he'd undoubtedly break my bones if I get captured. He wouldn't kill me, but surely he would let me live and continue torturing me.I rock back and forth in bed, afraid of being watched. I wake up horrified, dreaming of Mario's handsome face lying next to me, his muscular arm wrapping around my waist until I couldn't move, touching me down south that's starts with pleasure and ends up being bloody,but happy that I wake up and I'm in the same motel room minus Mario.I haven't had any proper sleep because I'm stil
Mario's Point of viewIt took one month, in the making, for this diamond ring to finish. A 19-carat cushion cut diamond with a thin, delicate pave band covered in smaller diamonds is what Fleur deserves. It's a beautiful ring, but knowing her, she'd rather have some alone time at the lake house. These are the only demands that are consistent. She developed a strong connection to it. It possibly reminds her of her mother. I don't mind, but she should be able to indulge in some luxury shopping now and then, rather than just when I force her to.She no longer gives me a reason to beat her. She knows perfectly well to have some discipline around me and not to push my buttons. Things are l
Fleur's PovWeddings are usually joyous moments, but it'll be the total opposite when the bride is forced to Wed the groom of her not liking. I sit silently at the very well-styled table next to Mario. The Food served was presented elegantly and very delicious. The whole reception looks incredibly glamorous, as if it was two of the biggest celebrity having their union tied. Everyone is wearing white as part of the theme.I look at Amber, who's seated a few tables away, sulking and wearing one of the most beautiful wedding dresses I've ever seen. She didn't hide her disgust towards her groom Oscar who's looking drunk. Perhaps Oscar was forced and
Mario's Point of viewFleur's body limps soft as I choke her. I ceased squeezing her tiny neck when I felt her body stop to struggle. I glide the back of my index finger on the beaded sweats on her forehead before letting her lay flat. She's truly captivating. I'm hooked to my core. I will kill anyone who takes her away. I will even go up against my father; however, I'm very confident that it wouldn't reach that level for my plan will pull through, and I can marry Fleur freely with no reservation. Intense deep of total submission is all I want around Fleur, perhaps an obsession or love as what they call it. Love.This word. Fleur has become my drug. I'm an addict that will never recover from her. After I fix myself a stiff liquor drink, I sat next to Fleur, just staring at her beautiful sleeping form.Never would I ever thought I'm capable of saying such a word. After my sister's engagement, my father has becom
34Readers, thanks for the support!Love love you!Fleur's Point of viewRemoving the tracker off my body was more painful than inserting it; however, I'm grateful that Mario had it taken out the minute I arrived in the lake house but not before he had me three times that day. He mentioned how impressed he was with me meeting his father, and I deserve this break.I stand by the patio entrance looking at the lake's calmness as I wait for Grace to finish cooking our lunch. I hear her singing in the background. The same old Grace, it's always nice to have her around. She has that touch with people, not like the people I've recentl