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E M O R YIt was finally the day I was getting discharged from this god-damned hospital.After one long painful week, filled with lots of chaos, I was finally leaving this shitty hell hole with a child and my baby's father.Michael has been the one caring for the baby since her birth and I haven't even seen what she looks like. Honestly, I didn't care to.My life was literally falling apart after that confrontation with Sebastian. My secrets were out and the last thing I wanted was a baby that was supposed to be my saving grace but is actually my worst nightmare.I was supposed to have the baby to get Sebastian's lineage in my name. And now, I was having her with no one.Michael has been taking care of her, but that was the least of my problems. I was probably getting a divorce from Sebastian, and there was no way I could get him back now.But, I wasn't one to give up easily. I never was.They forced me into a wheelchair, insisting I sit in it for safety. It was ridiculous, but I did i
S E B A S T I A NI was on my second bottle of whiskey and it still could numb the pain in my heart. I could earlier hear Emory's voice outside the gate while she shouted to be let in.I had specifically ordered the security guard to never let her into my house ever again, or he was at the risk of losing his job.Her audacity to actually think I would allow her to step foot in this house was unbelievable.The media was going crazy over the scandal and everyone was talking about the affair and the child.Everyone was trying to get the latest gossip and trying to figure out what was true and what was false. My phone has been blaring non stop, notifications after notifications coming in, social media was on fire and everyone was either praising or bashing me.Emory has been calling and texting, and I've been ignoring all of them.She's lost her mind, and it was no surprise. My hatred for her burned like a furnace, spreading across my chest.I've had her for six years and not once did she
E L L EMy life was a mess, and so was the room.I was actually exaggerating, but whenever mother nature arrives, my emotions are literally everywhere.My period started today, and I was already an emotional mess. My cramps were always so horrible and I don't even look forward to it. I was sitting on the bed with the lights turned off and my phone in my hands.My hair was in a messy bun, and my face was bare and makeup free.I was wearing an oversized shirt and a pair of sweatpants, unable to sleep.Mikhail was out of the country for business and he'll be back in two days. He left this afternoon and I was already missing him.It was currently 2am and I had to take another round of painkillers before I could finally go to sleep.As if he knew I was thinking about him, my phone rang, and Mikhail's name popped up on the screen."Hey, sweetheart." He said."Hi, how's the meeting going?" It was probably daytime over there. "We finished a few hours ago. How are you doing, my love?"Right
E L L EThe cops came in right on cue, and they handcuffed Sebastian."You're under arrest for trespassing and disturbing the peace. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law." They said and moved him to their van.Sebastian turned to look at me, "I'm not giving up, Elle. I would never hurt you. This isn't over." He said as they took him into the van. "Are you okay, ma'am?" One of the cops asked. "I'll handle it from here." Ivan said."Sir, are you sure?""Yes, he's my friend." I answered for him with a little smile, my body still shaken.The cops left and I turned to Ivan."He called you, didn't he?"Ivan nodded, "And he's probably on a plane right now, cancelling his meetings and getting the first flight back home."I sighed. "He doesn't have to do that. I'm fine now.""Do you know how scared he was that you were all alone? That man was about to murder the whole city if anything had happened to you."And I believe it."Well, nothing happened.""Except your
M I K H A I LI watched Elle sleeping soundly, her breathing even and she looked so peaceful.She was safe.And that was all that mattered.I was about to have a stroke when I heard her say Sebastian came to her house at two in the morning. I was just thankful Ivan was able to get her as early as possible.But I never wanted to experience that fear ever again.And it wasn't just the fact that Sebastian was at her house.I was scared she could have gotten hurt.It was like all the blood had drained from my face when she told me.My fear was quickly replaced by anger, anger at his audacity, anger at him for having the guts to even show up at her house.He'd gone too far, and he needed to be taught a lesson.I wasn't going to sit here and wait for him to come and hurt her.No way.I had made a deal with the cops and Sebastian was spending a week in jail.If anything had happened, I wouldn't have known what to do.It would have been the end of me.I wouldn't be able to live with myself if
E M O R YThe past week has been a horrible one, how did I go from living in my dream mansion to being in this crappy apartment with my daughter and Michael?The answer is simple: the baby.Everything would have gone perfectly if it wasn't for her.It has been a week since I'd seen or heard from Sebastian. His lawyer has been calling me non-stop, but I wasn't ready to answer those calls.I knew the minute I pick up that call, I'd have no chance of saving my marriage, and I wasn't ready to let that happen.I have been living with Michael and his child and we haven't spoken a word to each other. He had gone back to work and left the baby with me.I tried breastfeeding her, but she wouldn't latch onto my nipple. She wouldn't drink formula, and so far, I have been struggling to get her fed.I was tired, exhausted, and I had no idea what the fuck was going on. All she did was cry and cry and shit her diapers, and all she ate was air.I didn't know if something was wrong with her, but the d
E M O R YI wiped my face and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a mess.I looked like a homeless person.I sniffled, trying to get my shit together.I walked to the door and opened it. It was a woman with a suitcase in her hand. She was holding a bunch of papers."Who are you?" I asked, my voice hoarse from crying."Mrs. Black, right? My name is Rebecca and I'm the process server for Mr. Black's divorce case.""Divorce?" I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "Please, we're not getting a divorce.""Well, that's what the papers say. Your husband has filed a divorce, and according to these documents, it's final."My world stopped."No, no, no." I breathed, taking the papers from her.She smiled coldly and handed me a pen. "Sign here.""I am not signing anything."She smiled, "He only asked me to deliver it to you, you don't necessarily have to sign it now. But you will have to, eventually. So, either way, it's a done deal.""Get the fuck away from my house." I hissed and slammed the door shut.
E M O R YI stood in front of Sebastian's company, trying to keep my composure.It was the only thing I could think of.To be honest, I was still shocked about the divorce papers, and I felt like my world was crashing down on me.Sebastian filed for divorce.The papers have been sitting in my room for the past few days and I didn't spare it a glance.I couldn't even sign it.It felt so final.So real.Like the end.And I didn't want an end.I was willing to do whatever it took to make sure Sebastian would come back to me.I needed him.I wanted him.I left Michael's house so early before he even woke up. His apartment was a little one bedroom space which left me no other choice but to sleep in the same room as him. He slept on the couch, while the baby sleeps in her bassinet.She screams her lungs out for food in the middle of the night and those are one of the worst nights of my life. She has refused to feed from my breasts, but will drink formulas. Leaving me with no option but to pu
E L L EBlood drained from my face as an excruciating pain hit the bottom of my belly, and blood rolled down my legs.My heart jumped in my chest as Mikhail flew to my side, and helped me off the bed."What's happening? I think something is wrong with the baby, Mikhail. I- I aah!" I screamed as the pain intensified, and I bent over, feeling lightheaded.Mikhail was talking to someone on the phone, and he was yelling, his voice panicked."Elle, love. Listen to me, okay. We have to go.""Where are we going?""To the hospital, love. We have to get you there. It's going to be okay.""O-o-k-kay," I managed to choke out.He picked me up, and carried me out of the house, and straight into the car.He strapped me in, and closed the door, getting in on the other side. He started the engine, and drove down the road."Is- is- the- the baby gonna be okay?" I said, watching the blood spread, and the pain increased."Yes, love. The baby is gonna be fine. Just hang in there, baby."I nodded, and clo
M I K H A I LAs the weeks flew by, we were getting closer and closer to Elle's due date. In two weeks time, she'd be entering the very last month of her pregnancy.And I've been angsty, Michael hasn't got much information on Emory, and we still have no idea where the threats were coming from, and what we were dealing with.Everything had been quiet, and there were no news. It was as if we had entered a state of limbo.A weird, calm, limbo.I wanted to be hopeful, but my gut was telling me that she was up to something, and whatever it was, wasn't good.And, I was right.Elle was at home, and safe, and I had decided to spend the day with her. She was in the kitchen, which I had frowned upon but she had insisted that she was craving 'Her' own food. She was making cookies, and I was watching her, and making sure she wasn't overdoing it.Her bump had gotten bigger, and she was looking more and more like a balloon.She was wearing a grey, oversized t-shirt, and black sweatpants, and her ha
G I O V A N N ASebastian left a couple of minutes ago, to go get ready for our flight tonight. I placed back and forth, tugging my hair in frustration.I should have known that allowing Laura go to Italy all on her own was a bad idea. But for some reason, she has insisted on nobody coming with her, which was quite suspicious, because everyone knows how much Laura hayes bring in Italy, because of the horrid memories it holds for her.Something was off, and I had no idea what it was.I could have insisted more on her to let Sebastian come with her, or maybe me. Or even, one of my trusted security men.But, she had refused, saying it was important that she was alone, and now, look what had happened.She was gone.With no trace of who had abducted her, and no single lead.I was losing my mind.I was worried sick, and had been calling non-stop, asking for updates, and I had none. Avery came up to me, stopping my movements. "Relax. You will find her."I groaned. "This is so frustrating. Th
S E B A S T I A NIt's been exactly twenty four hours of calling Laura's number non-stop, and no response.Something was wrong.Really, fucking, wrong.Laura had never missed a call from me, and especially since she had promised to keep communication open. I have dropped more than 300 missed calls, and several texts, yet no response.Where was she?The last text she had sent me was twenty six hours , telling me that the funeral was ongoing and she would facetime me when she gets back home. But, she didn't. Something was definitely wrong.My heart was pounding in my chest, and anxiety was slowly taking over. Where was she?I was having a really bad feeling about her, and I didn't know if I was worrying for nothing or my worries were indeed valid. Laura wouldn't intentionally ignore my calls, knowing I'm sick with worry.What if something happened to her?What if she was attacked?What if her father's funeral had taken a turn for the worse? What if someone was holding her captive?Or, w
L A U R AThe shot rang in my ears, and I watched in horror as blood spurted from Marco's mouth and his body slumped to the floor."What did you do?!" Bile rose in my throat as I watched the horrific sight in front of me, a cold shiver and a feeling of deja vu running through my body.I have seen Viktor take people's life like it was nothing too many times. He kills humans faster than he kills a mosquito. He has no compassion, no emotions, no remorse. He's a monster.If you think my father was horrible, Viktor is ten times worse than him. He's the devil incarnate."Why? Why did you do that? He was innocent.""What he deserved. No one, and I mean, no one, will ever defy me. If he can't do his job, he is useless. There's no use keeping a man who's a coward. I'll have to get another one who is not a pussy like Marco to get the job done, sí?"My mind ran fast, and I had to think of a way to convince him against this. "What's the point of allowing another man to touch what is yours? It's o
L A U R AI felt a pinch on my arm, and I snapped my head to the side, to watch Viktor piercing a needle in my arm."What the fuck are you doing?""This is going to help you relax. You're tense, and nervous, and I don't want you to make a scene. Not now. Not when we're so close to finally being together again. So, stop struggling, and enjoy the ride. You will get there, eventually."He injected the contents into my blood stream, and I watched him, and the man driving, as the world around me started spinning.And, the last thing I saw was Viktor's smiling face.A face that had haunted me every single day, and a face that was the last thing I had ever wanted to see again.It was a nightmare.I slumped on the seat, and blacked out."Wakey, wakey, sleeping beauty. Wake the fuck up. I've waited too long for this."I heard Viktor's voice, and I struggled to open my eyes. I blinked a few times, and the room came into focus.I was in a room, sitting in a chair, with my hands tied behind me, an
L A U R AToday is my father's funeral.I woke up, feeling a dar, gloomy cloud over my head. It was screaming danger. Something was about to happen. Something big. I could feel it.But, I didn't let my fear get the best of me. I got out of bed, walking into my bathroom to take a shower. As the warm water cascaded down my skin, I couldn't help but remember the first time Viktor took me, and he made me bleed."Viktor, please..." I cried, trying to pull my wrists free. He was holding them down, hovering over me, and spreading my legs with his own as he smiled sadistically. No single remorse in his eyes."No."He took me forcefully, my frail sixteen year old body unable to withstand the strength and power of a thirty two year old man.It felt like he was splitting me open. My eyes filled with tears, and I begged him to stop. And when I saw that I didn't have a choice, I begged him to go slowly that he was hurting me, I screamed for help, but he slapped a hand over my mouth, and shoved hi
L A U R AMy phone rang, as Sebastian's name appeared on the screen."Hey, baby." I smiled, and walked out onto the balcony, and sat on the chair."How are you doing, Laura? Are you holding up okay?""Yeah. I'm fine." I lied, and he sighed."I know you're not okay, baby. Please, tell me the truth."I knew i had to keep lying to him. For his own sake. He didn't deserve to be dragged into my Mafia world, full of hatred, chaos, violence, and danger. He was an innocent, and his only mistake was loving me."It's just the stress from the funeral arrangements. We're having a wake for my father, and then a burial in the family cemetery. And, there are a lot of preparations that need to be made. The board, and the family members have to attend, and we have to make sure everything is perfect.""Do you want me to come? I can take some time off work, and stay for a few days, and help you. Then we'd come back to America together. How does that sound?""It's alright, Seb. You don't have to come. I'
L A U R AThe next day, I was forced to go see my father's body at the morgue. Not really forced, but it's kind of like a family tradition where a child has to see and pray on the father's body, to send him off for an eternal rest in heaven.If only they knew that even my prayers wouldn't stop God's plans for that man. He was going to make him suffer and rot in hell with the devil, exactly where he belongs. He's a devil, and the devil's family.The coroner pulled the body out of the freezer, and I had to keep myself from retching, and rolling my eyes. He was so pale, and his skin was almost blue. He was wearing an oversized shirt, and his arms were folded on top of his stomach.Fabian held my arm, and I took a deep breath, and watched as the coroner pulled the cloth off his face.He was covered in scars, and stitches, and looked like a corpse.And, the moment I saw his face, I felt nothing.Nothing at all.My heart didn't sink, and tears didn't roll down my cheeks, and no regrets or r