Prologue
I sat in my room staring at the ceiling. Liam has refused me from doing anything and I'm bored already.
I looked at the time it was still ten in the morning. I had gone to his meeting earlier this morning to cause some drama.
I mean it's not my fault that there's nothing for me to do.
I smile as I remember the look of horror on those losers' faces when I threw my knife at Santino. He had it coming though so I can't say it's my fault.
My laptop was still playing the movie I'd chosen earlier. N*****x wasn't even helping me at this point.
I paused the movie and decided to have a shower. I walked into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror.
My eyes no longer had the usual bags under them. I looked better than before and I was grateful for that.
These past few weeks have been the most chaotic week in my life. Nothing prepared me for what I faced but I went through it anyway.
Ever since the attack, Liam has been overprotective concerning my health and it's beginning to get on my nerves because I'm not allowed to do anything.
I entered the bathtub and did my normal routine. When I was done, I dried myself and walked into the closet.
I stared at the array of clothes in front of me and an idea came to my mind.
Picking up a red lingerie, I put it on and walked towards my vanity. Sat down, picked up my favorite lotion, and moisturized my skin. I blow-dried my hair and sprayed my perfume.
Satisfied with my look, I smirked devilishly at the idea brewing in my head. I picked up my phone and messaged Liam quickly.
Pulling out my knife from the drawer I walked towards the window staring at the beautiful view ahead of me.
The sun was out today but not harsh. It was at the perfect temperature, not too hot.
I looked outside and saw different guards on duty standing in position. I rolled my eyes at this because this was all Liam's doing.
"What is it?" Liam asked as he opened the door looking all over me. I could see the emotion that ran down his face when he saw me.
Smirking, I walked towards him still twirling my knife in my hands. "Alice." He said putting his hands in his pocket. "What?" I asked innocently, running my knife through the length of his arm.
"You said there's an emergency, what is it?" He asked impatiently.
I could tell that he was still mad at me for the stunt I pulled earlier, but do I even care? I just wanted to ease the tension.
I dropped the knife and ran my hands through his arms, moving down past his stomach, heading to my favorite destination, but he grabbed my wrists, stopping me.
"Alice, you almost killed Santino and you made me look stupid in front of everyone." He said.
"Well, he deserved it." I shrugged and walked away out of his grip. "He should be lucky that I didn't slit his throat. Lord knows I won't miss such an opportunity next time." I scowled.
Suddenly, I felt Liam grab me from behind and pushed me against the wall. He slammed the door shut quickly with his foot and spoke.
"You think I was going to just let him go? You of all people know me too well because I was going to take him to the basement and deal with him.
But you just had to piss me off Alice." I looked into his eyes as he poured out his anger. I didn't even bother to struggle against his grasp.
"And what will you do about it, Liam?" I saw his eyes darken and he quickly pinned my hands above my head, using his other hand he trailed a finger from my lips, to my neck, and down to my breast.
"All sorts of things you could ever think of." He replied huskily. I smiled because this was what I wanted.
I moved my face closer to his, taking my time before finally capturing his lips. Our tongues clashed both trying to dominate but at the same time moving in sync.
We kept going till I won and that earned me a growl from him. He grabbed my ass and lifted me.
I wrapped my legs around him and he carried me to the bed, squeezing my ass and kissing my neck. Such a focused man.
He pushed me onto the bed and started removing his suit. I stared at him, lustfully biting my lips and touching myself. I was already dripping and becoming impatient.
He tugged off his suit while watching me. "Fuck Alice." He growled, before walking out of the room and slamming the door.
WHAT THE HELL??
I stared at the door in shock, trying to understand what just happened. But not too long he came back into the room.
"Why did you leave?" I frowned. "I had to tell them to leave." He smirked, walking over to me. "So where were we again?"
I smiled and pulled him down to my level. I kissed him ferociously and at the same time used my hands to pull his clothes off.
He worked on the buckle of his belt while I tore his shirt. Who has time to unbutton a stupid shirt?
We kept kissing, unable to get enough of each other. His hands traveled to my back unhooking my bra.
Once my breasts were out he grabbed them and started sucking on each of them.
"Fuck." I moaned. I ran my hands through his hair enjoying the things he was doing to me. His touch was rough but at the same time gentle.
He removed his tangled trousers and pulled his boxers too. Lord have mercy.
"Come on Liam, don't make me wait," I said, impatiently. "You need to learn to be patient." He said, smirking evilly.
"Fuck you, Liam," I muttered. "Of course, you'll be doing that soon." He chuckled. I grabbed him and started rubbing him which shut him up immediately.
Without wasting much time, he placed his tip at my entrance and thrust into me.
We both moaned at the same time as our bodies were warm and everything was perfect.
"Look into my eyes love, I want to see your face!" Those were the words he spoke to me as we both rode on our high.
His face held a promise to never leave me. He stared into my eyes like he was staring into my soul. This was what I have always longed for. Love.
"Fuck." He whispered as we both reached our ends. He collapsed on me and I lay still trying to breathe slowly. I felt satisfied and it was just pure bliss for me. We lay together and he kept rubbing my back.
Not even up to five minutes later he stood up. "Where are you going?" I asked. "I still have a meeting to attend to love." He said, heading towards the shower.
When he came out, picked a new suit from the closet and wore it. I stared at him shamelessly as he dressed up. He's got a nice ass.
He was about to walk out of the room when he turned and looked at me saying, "only call me for real emergencies, Alice."
I just stared at him innocently but then he gave me a serious look which made me chuckle and nod my head.
"Fucking naughty." I heard him mutter before stepping out.
Alice's POVI twirled the knife in my hand and kept thinking about what father just told me. I turned in my chair as I tried to think of what to do about the situation on the ground.He wanted me to get married to the American Mafia Don. As much as I would love to throw a fit with my father, I know better not to. There is little I can do, even as the Don of the Russian Mafia. My father is a psychopath and I don't want to cross him.I wish my mother was here, maybe things would have been better. Father has never wasted any opportunity to remind me of how I killed my mother. He hated the fact that she died because of me. My mother died immediately after giving birth to me and my father wished I was the one who died instead of her. In anger, I threw my knife at the painting hanging on the wall opposite me. I can't remember how many paintings Silver has changed ever since she became my guard.I told her to stop buying the paintings but she still buys them, not that I care. I took out my
Alice's POVI woke to the sound of my alarm. I blindly searched for my phone on the bed. When I found it, I turned off the alarm. I stood up from the bed and walked towards the window staring at the view. The city was busy and everyone was rushing to God knows where. Today was the day I get to meet the man my father is selling me off to. I made my way toward my bag and selected a red dress to wear with match heels. I have just an hour to get ready so I dressed up quickly and stared at myself in the mirror.The gown was a body con dress and it hugged all my curves. It stops mid-thigh and I like that it was giving. The v-neck showed my cleavage and I wore a necklace on my neck. I decided to do a very light and simple makeup because I don't like to use much makeup. I curled my hair and everything was looking good. Staring at myself one last time, I was satisfied with my look. My lips were stained with red lipstick. I know how weak my dress makes men feel and that is the one thing I w
Alice Pov"Don't touch me!" I yelled, snapping out of whatever trance I was in.He smirked at me and asked, "are you a virtuous girl? Daddy's little girl?"What in the hell is this guy's problem? "Listen to me and let's get one thing straight. I didn't get to where I am being a good girl or daddy's little girl. I fought my way to this position and if you think that because of this stupid marriage, I'll have to give you my Mafia, then you are in for a shock.""I'm not going to be your housewife or maid. You dare talk to me in a condescending manner, I won't hold back when I talk back at you. I dare you to make any indecent move on me, I'll fuck you up." I growled at him. He just looked at me with a blank face and licked his lips. He moved away from me, giving me enough space to breathe and I couldn't be more grateful because I don't want to start a war here. I kept looking at him, his expression was stoic, it is either he wasn't affected by my words or he did show it. He leaned on th
Liam's POVAlice just left our house with her father. I dislike the old man with fiber in my body. He was a dirty player and a dubious man. Weirdly, the strong and beautiful woman I met today is his daughter.I heard the news about her that she was able to bring back integrity to her father's mafia which was now hers. I didn't believe it, it's one of the reasons I decided to see her.I knew she'd be mad at me for missing breakfast but I just wanted to see how she'd react. And I was impressed with her response. She was calm, collected, and calculative. I expected her to jump at me when she saw me but I realized that she wasn't like one of those barbies that love to cling to me. "What do you think about her?" I heard my father ask. "She's fine," I replied. "Fine? Can't you see that you are about to marry one of the strongest women in this world? I'm glad that you at least like her but don't you dare gut it up." He spat out. And with that, he left.Mother came to me and ran her hands t
Alice POVIt's been three days since we landed here. Three days of running around trying to get a dress, do my pedicure and manicure, and also do a full body wax. Silver made me do all this. She insisted and I just couldn't say no. Left to me I'd have just preferred to get a jumpsuit. The marriage isn't worth it, I just wanted everything to be over already. I picked a wedding dress yesterday and as I kept staring at the cloth, I became nervous. It was happening and there was nothing I could do about it. I thought about going to my father to convince him but I knew I couldn't. It would just be a waste of time. I looked at my room which was covered with different clothes and shoes laying around. My room was a disaster but I didn't care. I looked at my fingers that were painted white and I loved them. My legs were smooth because of the waxing but my whole body felt like it was on fire. I hate waxing but since Silver insisted, saying that I need to look like a bad bitch, I didn't arg
Alice's POVWe got to the venue in twenty minutes and I felt nervous. Silver turned to look at me from the front seat. "You'll do great. Don't stress about it." She assured me before leaving the car. I saw my father waiting for me at the entrance with a scowl on his face. I hate seeing his disgusting face. Hopefully, this will be the last time I'll see him. Silver opened the door for me. She went to confirm if it was safe for me to get out. Even on a day like this, we have to be on guard. Enemies could be loitering around. I got out of the car and climbed the stairs. Father stood by the door waiting for me to come to him.I just stared at him. I didn't move, I was beginning to think about my decisions. I thought to myself if I was doing the right thing. I could just run away right now and hide somewhere till my father dies. That will be cowardice on my path. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't see father match angrily towards me. When I felt someone drag my hand pulling m
Alice's POVWe soon got to the Salvador's house and we made our way inside the house. I kept to myself most of the time because Liam disappeared to lord knows where.Matt soon came to me and kept me company. We kept talking about different things. He is so caring, he kept getting me champagne and didn't even make me feel bored.I saw my father talking with different people. I saw him enjoy himself and laugh more.He was enjoying the attention. After a while, he moved away from everyone to go talk to Liam's parents. I saw his eyes crease with every laughter.He would sometimes gesture with his hands when he was trying to explain something and I saw how invested everyone was listening to his lies.I just shaked my head hoping that everything would be over soon. Silver was not too far from me, she would sometimes raise her brows at me to ask if I was okay but I'd just nod my head and tell her that I'm fine. "Are you good, Alice?" I heard Matt ask. "I'm fine." I answered him."It's just
Alice POVSoon, I finished my pasta and picked up the chocolate slice. I picked up a fuck and cut out of the cake. As soon as the cake entered my mouth, I closed my eyes and sighed as the sweetness of the cake burst on my tongue. I heard Matt chuckle beside me."Alice dear, you need to relax with the food. You don't want to upset your tummy now, do you?" I heard Matt's mom say beside me. A sassy reply danced on my tongue but I held myself and completely ignored her. I have had enough with my father and I didn't want to indulge her. Matt seemed to sense the tension in the air because the next thing he did was to lead his mother away from our table. When I tell you that this boy is kind-hearted, believe me. If that woman said another word about the way I was eating, I might have stabbed her in the eye.I looked around to see if Liam was anywhere near but no, he wasn't in sight.Son of a bitch! I'm just sitting down here all alone eating cake as if to console myself. I saw some peop
Alice's POVI sat outside on the patio, enjoying the cool breeze that rustled through the trees. The sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink as it began its descent, casting a warm glow over our home. I sighed contentedly, cherishing this moment of tranquility amid the chaos of our Mafia life.But then, a sudden sensation washed over me, and I felt a gush of warmth. Confusion gripped me momentarily until the realization dawned upon me. My water had broken. I was going into labor."Melissa! Melissa!" I called out to one of my guards, trying to keep my voice steady despite the urgency I felt. "Please, get Liam! Tell him it's time!"Melissa, ever alert and quick to respond, dashed off to fetch my husband. Panic and excitement mingled within me as I tried to collect myself. My heart pounded in my chest, and my thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions.Within moments, I heard hurried footsteps approaching, and Liam appeared, his face etched with concern. He gathered me in his arms, his
I sat in the boardroom, my back pressed against the plush chair, as boredom settled in like an unwelcome guest. The air was heavy with formality and the monotonous drone of business jargon. How I longed for something to break the monotony, a spark of excitement to ignite the dreary atmosphere.As I observed the suited executives, their faces etched with seriousness, I couldn't help but smirk to myself. They saw me as nothing more than Liam's wife, innocent and uninterested in the matters at hand. Little did they know, I had other plans for this mundane gathering.The rumors had reached my ears, whispers of Santino's involvement in shady dealings. A man so smug and self-assured, thinking he could get away with anything. Oh, how I relished the opportunity to expose his true nature, to challenge him and watch his facade crumble.Santino, sitting across the table from me, was the epitome of arrogance. His eyes glinted with a smug confidence, unaware of the storm that was about to rain dow
Three months had passed since our eventful time in Italy, and now I found myself in America, following Liam's urging to be closer to home as I approached the final stages of my pregnancy. The idea of leaving Russia had been bittersweet, but I couldn't deny that Liam's concern for my well-being was genuine.The transition to America had been smoother than expected, and Liam made sure I was comfortable every step of the way. The luxurious mansion he had prepared for us felt like a safe haven, a sanctuary where I could relax and prepare for the arrival of our child.Liam was right; I had always been a workaholic, dedicated to the responsibilities that came with being part of the Mafia family. But now, with motherhood on the horizon, my priorities had shifted. I was eager to embrace this new chapter of my life, and Liam's presence by my side only added to my sense of security and happiness.Our days were filled with laughter, shared moments, and gentle touches. Liam seemed to have an inna
As we decided to extend our stay in Italy for a couple more days, a sense of relaxation and adventure filled the air. I called Alek, informing him of recent events and assuring him that we were safe. With that weight lifted off our shoulders, we were free to immerse ourselves in the enchanting atmosphere of Italy.One of the places we explored was the breathtaking city of Florence. The city's rich history and artistic treasures beckoned us, and we found ourselves strolling hand in hand through the narrow cobblestone streets. The iconic Duomo Cathedral rose majestically before us, its intricate details and vibrant colors leaving us in awe. We stood in line, patiently waiting to enter the Uffizi Gallery, where masterpieces by renowned artists awaited our eager gaze.As we meandered through the gallery, each room revealing new artistic wonders, Liam's deep appreciation for art was evident. He studied the brushstrokes, the play of light and shadow, with genuine fascination. We engaged in
As the Mafia committee members entered the warehouse, their presence alone commanded authority. Their expressions were stern, their eyes piercing, and their voices resonated with a mixture of intimidation and determination. The Italian Don, bound and surrounded, stood before them, his defiant demeanor faltering in the face of their collective power.I watched with a mix of anticipation and apprehension as the committee began their interrogation, their questions cutting through the air like a sharpened blade. Each inquiry was calculated, designed to dismantle the Don's defenses and extract the truth.One committee member stepped forward, his voice laced with an underlying threat. "Don, your actions have endangered the delicate balance we uphold. You will find no solace in your lies. It is in your best interest to cooperate fully."The Don, visibly shaken by the committee's presence, began to realize the dire consequences of his actions. His bravado waned, and the weight of his guilt pr
My heart dashed with a blend of expectation and worry as Liam masterfully explored the roads, directing our vehicle towards the inn. We needed to regroup and get ready for what lay ahead because the evening's events had taken an unexpected turn.The familiar surroundings provided a brief respite from the earlier chaos as we entered the hotel lobby. The hotel staff quickly attended to our needs because they were aware of the urgency of our movements, as Liam's dominant presence demanded attention.We hurried to our room, the snap of our strides reverberating through the hall. The entryway opened up, uncovering the quiet sanctuary that looked for us. I looked around the room, taking in the exquisite stylistic layout and the unpretentious traces of extravagance that enhanced each corner. In the midst of the chaos all around us, the atmosphere provided a brief respite.We quickly ditched our formal wear in favor of more practical and concealed attire out of a sense of urgency. Our transfo
Alice's POV As the function came to a nearby and the praise bit by bit died down, Liam and I rose from our seats, prepared to leave from the energetic climate of the feast. However, just as we were beginning to move toward the exit, the Italian Don suddenly appeared in front of us, his expression displaying a mix of urgency and sincerity."Please, Mr. and Mrs. Salvador ," the Wear entreated, his voice conveying a dash of earnestness. " I would be honored if you could attend a private gathering with my family and me. There are significant issues I might want to examine with both of you."I traded a confounded look with Liam, vulnerability blurring our considerations. Given the boundaries that separate our organizations, the Don's decision to extend such an invitation was unusual. In any case, interest provoked inside me, blending with a feeling of mindfulness.Liam's hold fixed on my hand, his eyes fixed on the Italian Wear. " What kind of things are you talking about? And why is this
Alice's POV As the banquet got under way, the grand hall was a sight to behold. Gem light fixtures swung from the roof, projecting a warm and charming shine across the room. The air was loaded up with the agreeable tunes of a live ensemble, their music drifting through the space, adding to the mood of the night.Visitors wearing their best clothing blended nimbly, their chuckling and chat resounding in the air. The ringing of glasses and the clacking of flatware made its very own ensemble. Everyone was eagerly awaiting the arrival of the highly regarded Mafia Dons of the American and Russian Mafias.Men from various tables began to approach us as Liam and I settled into our seats, their eyes shining with admiration. However, they had a variety of motives, ranging from genuine appreciation to unwelcome advances. It was a fragile harmony among sweet talk and inconvenience.These men, captivated by my presence, made their way to our table one by one. They couldn't avoid giving me praise
Alice's POV As Liam and I showed up at the stupendous scene of the meal, the expectation in the air was tangible. We joined the line, quietly holding up to enter. There was a lot of excitement and a little bit of mystery in the air. The exquisite design of the scene made a lofty setting, projecting a majestic air over the occasion.I couldn't help but notice the lingering gazes from nearby men and women as we stood in line. Their eyes followed over me with a combination of interest and reverence, their demeanors bound with a bit of want. It was a demonstration of the charm of the event and the striking clothing that embellished me.Feeling the heaviness of those waiting gazes, I looked for comfort in Liam's presence. I was drawn closer to him as his arm encircled me in safety. His touch filled in as a safeguard against the meddlesome eyes, giving a feeling of solace and security in the midst of the ocean of outsiders.With each step in the right direction in the line, I could feel th