She breathed out slowly, staring blankly out at the grassland. The guards were patrolling from time to time. She was relieved that Bianca and Elizabeth were allowed at this part of the house.
'I need to get a grip. I can't lose my cool in front of him and anyone. Em asks to share everything with her. She needs to be happy at this time of her life when she's carrying another life with her.'
She didn't want them to be satisfied knowing how broken she was. It would give them more reason to tease her. She was trying to sort her thoughts. She was certain he wouldn't marry her, but he did. Though his deal to her sealed him to her. She wanted to show herself emotionless like her husband. She couldn't get it one percent. If she would allow Elizabeth and Bianca to hurt her. There would be no mercy from them. It still seemed like
Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. She peered over it and frowned at an unknown number's message. Grabbing it, she opened the message. Bianca was holding black lingerie. She frowned reading the message below the picture. She hoisted her thumb to reply to her. But stopped herself and muted her messages. She stepped out of the room. Another giant guard stepped behind her. She spun and scowled, "Where's Nico?" She asked. But he didn't reply and waited for her to move. She shrugged her shoulders and whirled on her heels. She smiled looking at Camilla and Emlyn sitting on the couch, "We should eat out today. I have heard about a new restaurant opening." Emlyn smirked. "I've read about a new restaurant, too. We shou
The restaurant wasn't far from the store. Indeed, they weren't planning on buying dresses. Camilla liked the dress form out of the mirror wall and they did not mind visiting the store. The host bowed his head. She couldn't pay her mind. Her thoughts were keeping her full attention. She walked behind them. She sat down on the chair and looked at their shocked faces. "I'm not hungry. We should go home," Camilla said. "Yes, I'm not hungry either," Emlyn said, drawing herself on her feet. "Ma'am, I'll lose my job. Please, don't leave. You have just stepped in. You'll not regret our hospitality." He was looking scared. "We'll give you an extra tip. I'll be glad if you'll pack lunch for us. We're in a hurry. " Camilla said. "You were hungry a few minutes ago, wh
Relief flooded through her as she reached her room. She didn't want to see the victorious faces of Elizabeth and Bianca. She had a feeling they would come and mock her if it were possible. Alessandro walked into the room after several minutes. He began to undress. She stared out at the dark. She didn't want him to melt her one more time. 'That will be stupidity if I'll ask him - Why were you out with Bianca? If he doesn't care. I don't care, either. I don't think anything can bother him. But it's troubling me. I don't think I can sleep tonight when he's going on a honeymoon with her. ' She headed to the closet and grabbed black pajamas and a black crop top. She grabbed a book and settled under the comforter. She opened the book and began to r
She was scared the dark side of his life would chew her up. She couldn't do anything against her husband. She wanted to sue him for marrying a second woman. She didn't know him if she thought she knew. Footsteps pounded behind her, breaking the rail of her thoughts. Alessandro's guards, who she hardly saw around, scanned the area. "I haven't set a bomb around," She rolled her eyes. All looked at her with huge eyes. The leader cleared his throat, "Ma'am," She arched her brows at him, "You people are just disturbing me, ruining my peace." She purses her lips. "Boss ordered us to pack his luggage." The leader said, Her heart dropped. She knew what he meant by packing,
She took a slow and shallow breath as she opened her eyes. She stared around the unfamiliar room. But she wanted to call it a giant hall. Everything in it was white or made of glass. Her heart was racing in her ribcage. She blinked many times, recalling her last intersection with her husband. Fury burnt through her, "How dare him..." She bared her teeth and placed her feet on the white thick carpet. She walked over to the glass wall. A gasp left her lips as she glanced out. A vast seat welcomed her. Everything was blue with a clear sky. The sun was gleaming making the water shimmer. She smiled, looking at the beautiful view. Her anger vanished.
He fastened the cufflinks. He smiled at her. She shifted on her feet, blushing. Her skirt was touching her mid-thighs. Her full sleeves white top was hugging her body and the round neckline showed her collar bones. The smile was reaching his gaze but she couldn't ignore the darkness over his features, "I'll be late. Don't wait for me for dinner. The meeting is going to last longer, " He said as he put on his black coat. She batted her lashes, "What if I wanna eat with you?" She asked, "You heard me, my love." His jaw slightly moved, getting tight, "You can go out to shop." He said. Sadness engulfed her. She cast her head low and nodded like a child. He gripped her chin softly between his fingers, "So, it's a business trip." She wrinkled her lips. "Not
She hurriedly typed a message to her husband. Though there was no signal. She was hoping it would be received later. Tears blurred the sight. The door flew open making her jump. Nico and Bianca stepped in, draped into a white bathrobe. Bianca threw a hateful look in her way, She stepped back in fear. Bianca smiled evilly, "I always want to see fear in your eyes. " Bianca took a step forward. "Stay away from me, you filthy people." She snapped. "Just finished her so we could finish what we started before her interruption." Bianca snapped, glaring at her. She glared back. She didn't want to die giving her satisfaction. Nico stepped forward. She took a step back, "Ales will kill you. If you dare to come near me. He'll find out everything." She snapped at him. She pushed her fear away, gathe
She was glancing out of the window with half opened eyes. She wanted him to ask to go home instead of his father's house. 'I would have never done this to them. I was sure they would try to kill me when I saw the look in their eyes after fear. They're crazy and cruel people.' " We're home, my love." His saccharine voice drew her attention. She closed her eyes and placed her head on his shoulder, "Can we go home, Ales? Our home?" She asked. She perceived his lips pressing on her head, "Open your eyes," He asked tenderly. Unfurling, she glanced into his beautiful eyes and then drifted out of the window. Her lips parted into a huge grin when she saw his penthouse's building. Enthusiastically, she opened the door and interl
EPILOGUE She ran her hand on her hair. A rare smile was over her face but there was fear too. She wasn't certain she would like to see her baby surrounded by danger. Deep concern embedded her expression. Elizabeth had invited them to dinner. She hadn't spent a pleasant day with her family. She was scared they would say or do something which would only upset her. The horror of what they had done to her in her past, how they wanted her out of her husband's life. She couldn't forget anything. She buried her fear and drew herself on her feet. She wanted to deny it. But Elizabeth was nice to her now. She didn't want to think about the past. She sounded excited hearing about
She felt pain as she opened her eyes. First, she noticed mumbles out of the door and then pain. She pushed herself on her feet and sprinted toward the mirror. She closed her eyes for a second, holding the edge of vanity to support her weight. Gradually, She opened her eyes, running her gaze over the sutures. She felt goosebumps over her arms in fear he could have killed her. She was certain after watching five sutures. She was also certain about one thing, Alessandro would make his remaining breathing worse than hell. She spun on her heels as she heard the mumbles getting louder. She walked over to the door. She wanted to check the lock. Lifting her hand, she curled her hand over the doorknob.
She was walking out on the grass, the sun was shining bright. She was wearing a designer grey cardigan and black jeans. She was loving the sun heat on her skin. She drifted her gaze around. Her guards were patrolling the area. She sat on the chair and closed her eyes, resting her head back, enjoying the sunlight over her skin. A soft smile touched her lips as she thought about her husband. He took her out, the time she spent in the park with him, his guards weren't surrounding them. But she was aware of them. Her lips curled more in a full smile. Her body jerked with fear when she felt cold metal on her neck and a rough hand gripping her by shoulder rudely. Her eyes snapped open. She saw a filthy face grinning down at
After eating her meal, she came back to her room. She didn't want to be in the same room where she had seen someone dying. She spun to Alessandro. He was in a deep talk with Kruzenski. "Ales," She softly said. Kruzenski smiled broadly and she noticed a dimple in his right cheek. Alessandro noticed her hesitation, "Yes," He asked. "I don't wanna stay in this room." She said, gulping. She lowered her gaze to avoid his harsh expression. She was expecting him to deny her. Alessandro glanced at her, "Sure, you can shift the room." Kruzenski held out his hand. She looked at her husband before linking h
She bit on her lower lip softly as she began to turn the stick in her hand to see the result. She froze when she felt a cold metal pressing against her forehead. She twirled gradually, eyes widened, heart pounding loud in her chest. Her eyes met a smirking, notorious man, she recognized him from the airport. His lower lip was bright red and swollen. She pushed herself back, the stick fell from her hand, making a soft sound. She heard the click from his gun. She swallowed in fear looking into his smirking eyes. "What should I do first? Moy angel." He smirked evilly. She lifted her knees and hit him with full force. The man groaned in pain, "Yobanaya suka!" He glared at her and pointed the gun at her head.
His arm was warming and comforting as they walked down the plane, "It's cold here," She said, watching the mist around herself. Her skin was looking more white because of the cold. He pulled her closer, "You wanna be at the cold place," He looked at her. "Yeah, but it's too much." She rubbed her hands together. His expression hardened as he saw two men walking to them in black suits, "Get in the car," He said to her, motioning at Cassio. "Ales," His dark glare shut her up. Sadness clouded her beautiful features. Without wasting a second, she twirled on her heels and trotted toward the car. She was perplexed that Cassio wasn't wearing warm clothes, still, there was no sign of coldness over his face.&nbs
The next side of her was empty as she climbed down the bed and drifted her gaze around. Her gaze stopped on the half opened door. She smiled and plucked her steps toward the washroom, gathering her hair in a bun. She brushed her teeth and grabbed the towel from the hook. She took a quick shower. Taking a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she spun to the bedroom door. She was draped into a red mini dress, and thigh shoes, the soft curls of her hair were dancing with her every move. Alessandro harbored the beast, no one wanted to face. When she pulled the door, her husband was standing on the other side of the door. Her smile couldn't hide from flashing, "Good morning," Her gleeful voice re
She was toying with her phone, staring blankly at the kitchen. Her mind was hovering over where her brother was sitting on the metal chair, his nose was bleeding. Her throat tightened. She believed that he wouldn't hurt him. Footsteps echoed in the hall. It wasn't Alessandro as he never made a noise, nor did he make noise neither his guards. She whirled her head and a broad smile appeared on her face. Drawing herself on her feet, she rushed at him and jumped in his arms. Noah caught her, wrapping her in his arms. Instantly, she pulled her face back and gazed at her brother, "Your nose looks okay." She sm
It was hard for her to adjust to her new world when she was certain she didn't want to be at this wedding. With passing time, things changed. Her likeness turned into love. His fingers dug in her skin. Breaking her thoughts, she looked at him. He pushed open the door of the bedroom. She could never bring herself to insist, to know more about his dark life. She was so pleased with his caring nature that tears appeared in her eyes. For a moment, she couldn't see him clearly. He glanced down at her and scowled, "Does it hurt?" He asked, turning his gaze to her arm. Blinking, she noticed his handsome face and blue gaze, "Do you always face danger?" She asked. He looked at her, "Ups and downs are a part of life. I don't care m