She couldn't stop yapping when she was scared and nervous, "Instead of telling me that I won't marry her. He sent me to the kitchen to cook. What he thinks of himself. " Her facial expression twisted.
But she was also excited he never stayed home for lunch.
He walked in the hall. His lips pulled tight, "Don't tell me you have changed your mind. I've spent an hour in there," She gestured at the kitchen.
His blazing eyes rested on her. She swallowed.
'What's got him all fired up in just an hour? If it would be about his wedding. He could drop. No one would be more glad than me.'
"We're leaving," His voice suddenly sent a shocking tremble to
'I like his idea, kidnap him. I want to execute it as soon as I can. Though I haven't tried anything like this before. But kidnapping my husband sends tingles in my body. ' She took a long shower. She didn't hear anything from her husband. She changed into black flexible jeans, black full sleeves top. She tucked her hair in a ponytail. Grabbing a black animal printed scarf, she hurried out of the room. ' I don't know. Where's his room? A maid must have known the way,' She was walking through the hallway, staring at the roof and the decor around her. This place was like an elegant palace. She felt two hands upper her arms. Her head jerked in front of her alarmingly. She breathed, "Lilliana, I'm sorry. I didn't see you." She apologized with a nervous smile on her lips. She hadn't been in talks wit
Furiously, she pushed opened the door and darted her gaze around. Her eyes caught the sight of his car keys resting on the glass table. Sauntering over it, she grabbed the keys and shoved them in her shorts pocket. She heard the water running in the washroom. She stood at the side of the door and took out the knife she took from the tray. She waited for him to come out. 'I can do it. I won't hurt him. He's my husband. I'm just kidnapping him until the weekend. That's it. I'll persuade him to refuse this wedding. ' She consoled herself but the knife was shivering in her hand. A wounded look appeared on her face. But she wanted to save her marriage. She didn't want him to marry Bianca or anyone. The door opened. He w
She stole a glimpse of his half-naked body. She woke up early today. She glanced at the clock, it was showing five o'clock in the early morning. She woke up with him at 3 am when he slid away under the comforter and couldn't sleep. He started his day at the gym. His blue eyes bored into her as he grabbed the dark blue shirt from the edge of the bed, "Go back to sleep." He said, it didn't feel order but she laid back and kept her eyes open trained on him. She was watching him shamelessly. Softly, she was rubbing her thumb on the comforter. But her lazy gaze was following his every move when he donned his shirt and buttoned it. He walked toward the bed. Perching himself on the edge of the bed, he leaned in and kissed her cheek. His gaze was questioning. She was waiting for him to question her. But he did
Her eyes lit up and a wave of shock washed over her face. The store was empty. There were only staff members visible in the gargantuan and luxurious place. He booked it for himself. "Why are we here alone?" She whispered in his ear. "I've booked the store for today." He said. "What?" She shrieked, halting in her way. She glanced at him with dilated eyes. Now it was his turn to shock her. One of the staff members was already standing with a welcoming smile and with her head bow. " What's with these bowed heads? Are they offering to behead them?" She asked, mocking. "Have you heard about respect?" His brows pulled together. "Not from you," She nudged his shoulder and
Tears wanted to seep from her eyes. She suppressed them. Her feet touched the ground. Her gaze met his blue eyes. Her belly squirmed when he caressed her cheek. "I know who did this." She said confidently and hurried to the mansion. He didn't stop her but followed her using his long strides. She stared at Elizabeth in disbelief. Lilliana was staring at the new jewellery designs on the laptop screen with her usual full smile. The maid was going to hand her the cup of herbal tea. She launched herself at them. Elizabeth's hand just gripped the cup. She backhanded the cup. It hit the ground, spilled the herb tea on the marble floor, and broke into pieces. "How dare you? You nonsense girl!" Elizabeth yelled at her in her old voice as she shot up on her feet. "Barbie, what happened to your eyes?" Lilliana was looking shocked w
Resting her face on the palm of her hand, she tilted her eyes at him. A ghost of a smile lingered on her face, "Sedate him," Emlyn's smile brightened on her face when she suggested it to her. "He would know. I don't wanna upset him." She shook her head. She knew the consequences of pissing him off. "Oh, Barbie. You can't get rid of that evil woman without a solid plan." Emlyn said, She suppressed her frustration at the mention of Bianca. She missed a breath trying to think about a way. She wanted Alessandro to agree with her. "It's all in Alessandro's choice. I have tried everything." She said, "You haven't tried anything," Emlyn got on her feet and glanced at her with a playful smirk.  
They were in the car. Two cars were following them. Her phone was in her hand. She wanted him to drop her. But she couldn't say a lot of things. She tried to put her attention somewhere else. "Why did you do this?" She asked, swivelling her neck. Lorenzo pulled his brows together in confusion, "Do?" He asked, giving her a glimpse of his eyes. "Forced me to engage you when you're in love with Camila." She asked. 'There was Ales that day, in that dark room. His look was telling me he likes me. Was it a plan? This seems like a weird plan. He looks more powerful than anyone. ' Her eyes were on Lorenzo to answer her. She was getting nervous. It could be anything. She didn't want his answer to unsett
She didn't feel that she had never met her before. Camila was friendly. She was family too, her husband's family. She was waiting for her phone to ring. Her heart began to pound when she glanced at the double door of the mansion from where she came in with Lorenzo. Lorenzo was in his office which was on the left wing of his mansion. Alessandro emerged through the double door. He was what she liked in her husband, handsome, tall with a sculpted body. Camila cleared her throat, "Hello, Alessandro." She smiled as she greeted him. Alessandro returned the smile and nodded at her. His gaze turned to her again. She snapped herself out of staring at his handsome face. 'Geez! I forgot him to know the time to return home, ' "Ales," She took steps forward.&nbs
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