DON'S POV“What the hell is wrong with you?” I asked her because I did not understand why she would go back to that house.“What is wrong with me?” she threw the same question back at me.“You know Ken very much and no matter how I try to help you you keep messing up!”“Why didn't you tell me? Huh? Why didn't you tell me you knew Ken? You know, I'm beginning to see this whole thing as a fucking setup! A game between you two, some kind of freaking prank!”“Wow! May I refresh your memory and remind you that you were the one that had walked up to me and begged me to marry you and save you? Even though you and practically everyone knows that I would not be caught dead with a person like you!” I spat out those words so calmly and in such a nonchalant manner. What the hell did he mean by it was all a plan? I would never be Ken Peterson ally, never in a million years would that happen. It seemed like my words had hit her in the heart like a dagger, She squeezed her face like she was feelin
DON'S POV“I do not want to see you."He looked at me then frowned a bit, “You do know that you're talking to your father.” He added but I just walked over to the seat and sat down.“Dad? Why are you here? Clearly, you must have a reason to be here.” I asked avoiding his question.“No respect,” he hissed, then stood up and said, “It got to my notice that you have a young lady whom you intend to marry in your home.” I turned to him, stunned. How the hell did he find out? “How did you know? I haven't told anyone yet?”He lets out a small laugh “You seem to not know your father. I know everything and anything.” He knew everything, but yet he didn't know the culprit behind Maria's death, I scoffed.“Well now you know, what are you going to do about it? Stop the union?” I threw the words directly at him.“Stop you? It's time you had a wife.” He began, “Bring her to the family dinner as well as her father. I would like to know who is this girl."“What? That's not happening. Do not interfer
I sat behind the large, mahogany desk, looking out over the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows, dressed in a dark suit and tie, looking serious and focused.I read through the stack of documents, as I furrowed my brows in concentration. The door opened as my Assistant, Meg walked in.“Sir there's trouble.” She says frantically, raising my brows at her, I frown.“What do you mean by we're in trouble?”“Redex company is planning on backing out of the Apex deal.” “What! Why would Don do that? Is he aware of the consequences!”"Rhat's not the problem sir, the investors have started calling and demanding a meeting with you sir”“Isn’t Don supposed to be the one receiving this query,” This is one of the biggest fish I have caught in a while and Don is trying to squash it.“Redex wouldn't be affected,” I angrily banged my desk,“That son of a bitch!! What games is he trying to play this time? Taking Lia is not enough now he wants to take my company down?” I turned to Meg,“Se
DON'S POVI was seated in my office when Julia walked in with a small smile.“Sir he's here” I already knew who she meant,“What a coward”. I cursed under my breathe as I said to her,“Let him in.” She left and shortly he walked in looking like a ghost of his former self,*You look horrible, Ken.” I tried to humor him, but he shot me a glare,“You're happy, right?” He asked as if he could strangle me,“You should have a sit and let's discuss the Apex deal,” I said feigning Innocence,“I am not here to banter words with you, I want you you out a call across the Apex clients and inform them you're seeing this deal to the end!” I frowned,“Is that an order?” I asked with a light scoff, then smirked,“You and I know you're going to lose a lot if I back out. So what's with the charade?”“First it was Accalia, now it's my company you're dreadfully after!”“Mr. Peterson, that should be a solid reminder that no one messes with Don and goes Scott free. See this as a punishment for what you did
ACCALIA'S POVIt was the next morning and as usual, Don had gone to work, although I had to go back home to invite Dad, Clarissa, and the ever-annoying Max over to dinner, I picked up my cellphone to call Bentley but her line was not going through and I wondered if she was busy or something. A knock came on my door and Enzo walked in.“Why are you here?” I asked him, he had been with me all day and the sight of him was nauseating me right now. I was tired of being watched twenty four seven. It was like I was a prisoner here, I mean I get Don telling me that I'm under house arrest but I did not know that he had actually meant it.“ The Young Master said I should accompany you home.” Came his response, and smiled at me.I wondered if Don loved attractive people around him, because Enzo was really good looking, he was also a complete talkative if you gave him the chance.“Why is that? I can take care of myself." I said and fold my hands around my chest in defiance.Enzo scoffed and gave
ACCALIA'S POV“Accalia?” He called. I immediately frowned, Took a deep breath and then said to him, “I only came because Don asked me to,” I said standing next to Nanny Maria. I held her hands not letting go.The door opened shortly, Max walked in, this time sober, but he looked like one who hadn't gotten any sleep throughout the night.“What are you doing here? Thought you left?” He says carelessly falling to the bed,He looked closer, “Oh, Nanny Maria's here. What a pleasant surprise.” Everyone looked at him, he was a disgrace, while Clarissa saw her son as the most perfect. I rolled my eyes then finally said.“You're invited to the family introduction dinner at Don's father's House by 9 pm,” I said,“Santis Donato? He is inviting us to dinner?” Dad asked, I'm sure he had been dying to breathe the same air as the business tycoon but hadn't gotten the chance. Well, he was wrapped around Ken's fingers and tossed about like a doll.“I have to go”“Wait! “ Clarissa called, making me
BENTLEY'S POVThe soft tendrils of morning sunlight gently caressed my room, coaxing me from the embrace of my cozy bed. As my eyes fluttered open, a silent protest echoed within. "Do I really have to get up?" I mused, my limbs feeling heavy with the lingering warmth of sleep.The allure of the soft, inviting blankets begged me to stay, creating a silent negotiation between responsibility and the tempting pull of a few more minutes in bed. "Five more minutes won't hurt," I bargained with the day ahead, though deep down, I knew those minutes had a sneaky way of multiplying into lost hours.As I stretched beneath the soft embrace of my cozy blankets, an internal debate unfolded."Do I really have to get up?" a part of me protested, clinging to the fading tendrils of a dream. The prospect of facing the day's challenges loomed overhead, and I felt a twinge of reluctance to abandon the cocoon of comfort that surrounded me.My eyelashes quivered restlessly, but it was no use - they'd given
DON'S POVI sat in the study room when Luca walked in with his head high, his eyes met with me and then he gave a short bow.“What's the latest update?”“She tried escaping to another country but we tracked her down.” He stated,“Who?”“The fashion designer. It turns out she's been trying not to leave for a while now.” He answered, anger surged in me as I angrily banged the desk with my fist.“So where is she now?” I asked,“Down, at the basement. We brought her in last night.”“Good. Send all staff away and Lia? Where's Lia?”“She left with Enzo shortly after you left for office, I suppose to her house.* He replied, short and cold.“Tell Enzo to hold her off till I say so.” He nods and then leaves to make a call, if the fashion designer knew something then that would be my ticket to a discovery.I headed down to the basement, it had been a while since I brought in anyone for interrogation here, aside from being a Mafia lord, our connection cut across all security sectors, even the la
DON'S POV"I spoke with Bentley, her father is the police officer that ruled your sister's death as suicide." Luca said."So?""According to Bentley, Accalia family has no hand in it. Her father was threatened by the other gang and their new leader."I nodded slowly, understanding what he was saying. "We better get the truth out of Ken then, have you handed Florella over to the police?" I asked."Yes boss.""Good."We both headed down to the basement where Ken was being held captive, I needed to torture the truth out of his mouth.He was sitting against the wall with his arms tied behind his back, his wrists chained. His face bruised and bloodied, and his clothes covered in dried blood, he was still shivering, despite his cold exterior."What are you going to do with me?" He spat, spitting blood onto the floor of the dungeon."Well Ken Peterson , I'll give you an opportunity to answer a few of my questions and maybe I'll release you."Ken narrowed his eyes at me, "Why should I believe
DON'S POV "You need to calm down son, I have no reason to kidnap your wife!" My father screamed in annoyance as I held him by the collar, accusing him of being responsible for Accalia sudden disappearance. it has been two days since I've heard from Accalia or seen her.i recalled telling her to go home first after the press conference but when I got home, she wasn't there and no one knew anything about her disappearance.I was beginning to go crazy over her absence, I felt like something bad happened to her and I couldn't control it, I was scared shitless.I was furious that I did not know what had happened to her.who the hell dared to kidnap my woman?!!!"I won't let anything happen to her!" I roared while I tightened my grip on my dad's neck and squeezed harder.After I released my grip, my father gasped and began coughing loudly."What the hell are you?!" He questioned me as he took several deep breaths."Do you really think that I am a weak minded coward like you?!" I replied
ACCALIA'S POVI noticed alot of crowds at the company today but I had no idea why but for some reason Enzo seemed tense and clinged to me."Is the company doing something today? why are there a lot of people and reporters outside?" I asked but before I could hear Enzo's response, an egg hit me on the head."She's the one that hurt our kitten!" The man shouted and everyone's attention was turned to me, I was so confused but had no time to process that confusion because people began hurling insults at me and the eggs kept on flying.I tried to defend myself but people would not allow it, many people were throwing eggs at me and they kept on hitting me and I had no way to avoid the hits. One egg managed to land on my head causing me to stagger.I wanted to defend myself, the insults weren't hurting anyone they were just getting their point across.Someone picked up a bottle and threw it at me. The impact of the bottle hitting me made me flinch.Enzo guided me through and I finally made
FLORELLA'S POVI frowned as I watched the new model, Accalia walk into the studio. She had a radiant smile on her face and everything about her just screamed beauty and perfection, no flaws or imperfections in sight.Her hair was styled in perfect waves that framed her face beautifully, her makeup perfectly complimented her gorgeous olive brown orbs and bright pink lipstick.She looked good. So good! So incredibly good that she could probably win any contest she was in! I almost gasped in admiration as I saw how breathtaking she really looked.I hated how beautiful she was, I never understood why anyone could want to look like that, but she was definitely an exception. She had a unique personality that drew people to her in a different way than everyone else did.I hated the fact that she was pretty that me and could easily over take me in the modeling world, there was no way in hell I was going to let that happen. i have been bullying her for over two weeks since she came but she
ACCALIA'S POVAfter hours of modeling and posing for countless pictures, it was time for me to go home and rest before I had to return to the studio again for another day full of work. My clothes were all wrinkled and dirty after being used so many times for clothing shoots.But I was tired and hungry. So, with only mild hesitance, I walked out of the studio to head back home. my phone chimed and I looked at it and saw it was a text from Don asking me to use the back door of the company and meet him at the car park where he was waiting for me.I smiled weakly at the text before I took the elevator to the car park tiredly.I exited the elevator and walked out of the building and saw Don standing at the entrance of the parking lot, he waved as soon as he saw me approaching and headed over to the car to help me inside. Once I was seated, he walked around the car to the drivers seat."Where is everyone?" I asked curiously, noticing no cars."They had to go somewhere." Is all he told me.
ACCALIA'S POVI smiled as I dressed up for my first day at work, yes, my first day at work. I was so excited when Don told me to dress up today that I would resume work at his company as a model.I wanted to make a good first impression so I needed to dress up nicely. A white button down shirt and a black blazer were the two pieces of clothing I selected from my closet after I finished dressing in bed this morning. I also wore some light makeup but it wasn't much. Not too much, just enough to look like I hadn't slept with it all off last night. That made me think about something else - Don's lips... I shook my head trying to get rid of those thoughts.I brushed through my hair once more then applied one last coat of lip gloss before leaving my room, closing and locking the door behind me. I took a deep breath of air and exhaled deeply, hoping to calm myself before I headed down the stairs to meet Don."Good morning!" Don chirped happily when he saw me. I grinned back at him and walk
ACCALIA'S POVDon squeezed my hand reassuringly, his gaze filled with unwavering determination. "We can do this, Accalia," he said, his voice steady despite the tremble in his hands. "Together, we can face anything."With a heavy heart, I nodded in agreement, drawing strength from Don's unwavering faith in our future. As we boarded the bus and took our seats, I cast one last glance back at the village of Arinthia, its familiar streets now fading into the distance.And as the bus pulled away, carrying us towards an uncertain future, I knew that it was time to go back to my old life.As the bus journeyed towards the city, the landscape outside morphed from rolling hills to towering skyscrapers, a stark contrast to the quaint charm of Arinthia. With each passing mile, my heart grew heavier, the uncertainty of our future weighing heavily upon me.But as we finally arrived at our destination and stepped off the bus, a sense of anticipation tingled in the air. For the first time in what fel
ACCALIA'S POVDon wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close as he felt my body tremble with suppressed sobs. "It's okay, Accalia," he whispered, his voice gentle yet filled with unspoken sorrow. "We'll be alright."But the dam had already broken, and I could no longer hold back the flood of emotions that surged within me. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I buried my face in Don's chest, my heart aching with the pain of leaving behind everything I had ever known."It's just... so hard," I choked out between sobs, my voice muffled against Don's shirt. "Saying goodbye to everyone, to everything..."Don held me tighter, his own eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I know, Accalia," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "But this isn't goodbye forever. We'll come back someday, I promise."His words offered little solace in the face of our imminent departure, but I clung to them nonetheless, finding comfort in the warmth of his embrace. Together, we sat down on the worn wooden b
ACCALIA'S POVWe climbed into the of the truck, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought of leaving behind another dear friend. Kito had always been there for us, offering his help and support whenever we needed it, and the thought of saying goodbye to him was almost too much to bear.As we settled into the worn leather seats of Kito's truck, a heavy silence hung in the air, punctuated only by the soft hum of the engine. I glanced out the window, watching as the familiar sights of Arinthia faded into the distance, my heart aching with the weight of farewell.The ride to the bus stop was a somber one, the only sound the steady hum of the engine and the occasional sniffle from one of us. Kito tried to lighten the mood with some of his trademark jokes, but even he seemed to be struggling to find his usual cheerfulness.As we neared the bus stop, Kito pulled over and turned off the engine, the silence that followed almost deafening in its intensity. "Well, this is it," he