Samantha Maximo leaves me in the gym and I release the breath I was holding. Why does the atmosphere have to change when he is around? I pack up my stuff and leave the gym, seeing Maximo was enough for me to blow some steam off my body. I head back into the house and find myself in the living room. I find Santino in his most casual look, and it shocks me that he can wear anything but suits. His attention is on the TV in front of him as he watches some local news. I frown, why does he have to be so odd yet so attractive in such a sense that he can easily draw me in? I take the couch near him, his eyes flicker at me for a minute before his focus is back on the TV like he didn't see me at all. We are both quiet as we watch the news, it’s mainly about their company and how it has skyrocketed recently and is now the main supplier of fuel in so many countries around the wild. I am impressed, the brothers however are not shown on TV, only the progress of their company.
Samantha I open my eyes slowly. I stand up and beeline for the bedroom, shame fills me. I fall first on the bed and scream a string of curses into the pillow. My body is pulsing from their touch, craving more of only what they can offer. No one else can get me that excited except for them, and that's scary. You don't need to get attached to their touch or anything. You are a prisoner here, nothing but a prisoner. I chant. No, I can't let them get to me. I will make sure of that. I will stick to my everyday schedule of the gym and other activities to keep my mind focused and my body in shape. The day flies by and dinner is brought to my room. The twins did ask for us to have dinner together, and I faked being sick. I can't keep messing with fire, I will get burned, that much I know. Maximo and Santino are pure raging fire and if I am not careful I will get caught in it. I can't allow myself to get caught in the enigma these men are. The next three days I managed to avoid the men.
Samantha As agreed, dinner has been set, and the only one left to arrive is Maximo. Santino and I quietly wait for him, while at the same time, I try not to stare at Santino too much. He looks so sexy today in a four-piece suit and freshly styled hair. He looks like the ultimate perfectionist I know him to be. “I miss my brother. Can I get a chance to talk to him?” Santino’s eyes rise from the phone in his hands to look at my face. Our eyes meet, and he appears to be as bored as ever. “You will be seeing him soon, actually," He responds, his eyes traveling back to the mobile device in his hand. “What do you mean I will be seeing him?” I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. I jerk forward in my seat. I don’t know if it’s something I should be worried or happy about. This can mean two things after all, and knowing Santino, he isn’t one to elaborate much on issues; he would rather keep you guessing like it’s some big mystery to solve. For once, I want Maximo at this table.
Samantha The next morning, in the kitchen, I am mixing up some morning shakes before I hit the gym. I have been quite consistent lately, and even though I am yet to see any viable results, I will keep going. Outside all of this chaos, I am still a millionaire, and I need to keep up my sexy appearance. April walks into the kitchen and smiles at me. “Busy morning, huh?” She gestures at the shakes that I begin to take. “Yeah, the gym needs me. I need to keep fit,t after all.” “Women and their body images.” She comments with a little head shake. “That’s how it is.” I know better than to indulge in a conversation with her. After what I saw last night, I don’t know what to think of her. I guess everyone here is my enemy, and she is the biggest one of them all. “What are you doing after the gym? We could explore together. I believe you haven’t seen other cool places of this land.” She smiles warmly, like she has always done. She doesn’t treat me differently, and it’s so de
Samantha "Samantha, do you copy?!" Ethan’s voice blasts in my ear, making me wince. “ Of course I copy, do you have to shout?” I whisper yell at him. “ Sorry, I am just nervous about this mission. Are you sure I shouldn’t send someone to help you?” I can hear the panic in his voice. “ No, we already established that this is a one-person mission only. And I am the best at the moment. If I succeed, it will be big for us.” I trace my palm across the mahogany desk in the office I just infiltrated. It’s dark in here, but with the help of the night vision goggles, I can see everything. I have searched this whole penthouse and I still can’t find the diamonds and Ruby stones. The office is my last stop, you know save the best for last. My brother had stated the stones would be in Ricca’s penthouse but didn't know the room it was in. This mission can go in so many ways, but I trust my brother has never missed, he is always right. The Ricca are dangerous twins that no one dares to mess
Samantha 4 months later " Sammy, wait up for me!" My best friend Mark shouts as he runs to try and catch up with me. I maintain a fast pace, not waiting, even though Mark has asked me to. The professor would kill me and Mark if we went in late. Only a few minutes are left, and I am trying to move my long feet as fast as possible. " Just shut up and ran, you know what Professor Bernard is like he will murder us!" Like literally murder the hell out of us. Mark has been my best friend for a long time now, since I first came to this university, and we have been very close ever since he saved me from some guys who wanted to bully me. Well, that was before everyone knew I was rich. I have made them think my brother is the one who is rich. What they don't know is that this is actually my money, just that my brother and I are in this powerful business partnership. Mark finally manages to catch up to me. He is panting heavily. " Girl, you can run. " He put his hand over what I c
Samantha I wake up the next morning with a pounding headache. I hold my head and squint my eyes at the ringing sound that only makes my head hurt worse. I must have drunk so much last night. I don't even remember how I got back to the room. I slowly open my eyes hoping to see the familiar purple walls of my room that I have gotten used to over the year I have spent at Oxford, only to get shocked when I am in a whole new room entirely. Something is wrong. I shoot up and look around, my head jerking in everything direction. " No! No! No! Where the hell am I?!" I ask out loud, hoping to get an answer from whichever person brought me here, but no one responds. I scoff, they didn’t even have the audacity to be here when I woke up. What am I saying? Did something happen to me? I began to check myself waiting to feel some kind of pain to let me know if I did engage in any activity while I was drunk, but I come up with nothing. I survey the room more, just to see if I wi
Samantha The best word to describe the situation I am in is, FUCKED. Simply put, I am fucked. I remember stealing from the Ricca’s they are the ones that had those nice rocks, the diamonds, and a glowing ruby that my brother later sold at a very high price since I handle the stealing and he handles the dealerships. My brother bought me a brand new Rolls-Royce with that money, and the rest we spent on vacations and useless investments. It's a habit of a millionaire like me. Fuck!! What am I going to do? It’s good he still thinks my brother is responsible, not knowing the main mastermind is me. I can play this carefully. I know I can, escaping is always an option, even though I don’t know where the fuck I am. The bastard leaves me in the room the whole day without food, and I am starving. This is the longest time I have stayed without food in my system. My mind is blank, and all sense is lost, all I want is food. I seriously can’t think clearly without food, and my craving
Samantha The next morning, in the kitchen, I am mixing up some morning shakes before I hit the gym. I have been quite consistent lately, and even though I am yet to see any viable results, I will keep going. Outside all of this chaos, I am still a millionaire, and I need to keep up my sexy appearance. April walks into the kitchen and smiles at me. “Busy morning, huh?” She gestures at the shakes that I begin to take. “Yeah, the gym needs me. I need to keep fit,t after all.” “Women and their body images.” She comments with a little head shake. “That’s how it is.” I know better than to indulge in a conversation with her. After what I saw last night, I don’t know what to think of her. I guess everyone here is my enemy, and she is the biggest one of them all. “What are you doing after the gym? We could explore together. I believe you haven’t seen other cool places of this land.” She smiles warmly, like she has always done. She doesn’t treat me differently, and it’s so de
Samantha As agreed, dinner has been set, and the only one left to arrive is Maximo. Santino and I quietly wait for him, while at the same time, I try not to stare at Santino too much. He looks so sexy today in a four-piece suit and freshly styled hair. He looks like the ultimate perfectionist I know him to be. “I miss my brother. Can I get a chance to talk to him?” Santino’s eyes rise from the phone in his hands to look at my face. Our eyes meet, and he appears to be as bored as ever. “You will be seeing him soon, actually," He responds, his eyes traveling back to the mobile device in his hand. “What do you mean I will be seeing him?” I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. I jerk forward in my seat. I don’t know if it’s something I should be worried or happy about. This can mean two things after all, and knowing Santino, he isn’t one to elaborate much on issues; he would rather keep you guessing like it’s some big mystery to solve. For once, I want Maximo at this table.
Samantha I open my eyes slowly. I stand up and beeline for the bedroom, shame fills me. I fall first on the bed and scream a string of curses into the pillow. My body is pulsing from their touch, craving more of only what they can offer. No one else can get me that excited except for them, and that's scary. You don't need to get attached to their touch or anything. You are a prisoner here, nothing but a prisoner. I chant. No, I can't let them get to me. I will make sure of that. I will stick to my everyday schedule of the gym and other activities to keep my mind focused and my body in shape. The day flies by and dinner is brought to my room. The twins did ask for us to have dinner together, and I faked being sick. I can't keep messing with fire, I will get burned, that much I know. Maximo and Santino are pure raging fire and if I am not careful I will get caught in it. I can't allow myself to get caught in the enigma these men are. The next three days I managed to avoid the men.
Samantha Maximo leaves me in the gym and I release the breath I was holding. Why does the atmosphere have to change when he is around? I pack up my stuff and leave the gym, seeing Maximo was enough for me to blow some steam off my body. I head back into the house and find myself in the living room. I find Santino in his most casual look, and it shocks me that he can wear anything but suits. His attention is on the TV in front of him as he watches some local news. I frown, why does he have to be so odd yet so attractive in such a sense that he can easily draw me in? I take the couch near him, his eyes flicker at me for a minute before his focus is back on the TV like he didn't see me at all. We are both quiet as we watch the news, it’s mainly about their company and how it has skyrocketed recently and is now the main supplier of fuel in so many countries around the wild. I am impressed, the brothers however are not shown on TV, only the progress of their company.
Samantha It is morning, and I am having breakfast with April. We have stuffed our plates with a lot of different types of breakfast foods that we prepared ourselves. Turns out, April and I both prefer to have meals cooked by ourselves than the cooks. It makes time in the kitchen more worthwhile. “ How did it go last night?” “ It was a disaster,” I sigh. It was after the brothers found me and brought me back, that the flight back home was horrible. I was put to sit next to Maximo, who shot me daggers the entire flight. I was convinced he would burn me on purpose and claim it was an accident it shocked me when he never did any of that. When the helicopter swayed, and I fell into his lap, I realized something about him. The bulge in his pants was huge, and when I looked up at him, he only snarled. Still wondering what could have got him that way. I explain the events to April, and she shakes her head in disapproval. “ I didn't do anything wrong!” I exclaim and she sco
Samantha Mark's eyes remind me of a random clearing in the forest that has nothing but green grass. His eyes are brighter though, and they do shine brighter than anything I have ever seen. I lean forward and press my lips against his. His hand quickly grabs my neck and the kiss deepens. My lips move against his while his tongue dances in my mouth. He tastes of peppermint with a touch of rosé, it's his favorite, after all. The kiss is sweet and feather touch not all what I expected, though I can't quite clearly state what it is I expected from the kiss. I pull away, “ You are the only one I like, Mark,” I whisper as I press my forehead against his. My breath comes out in short pants. I am still bewildered that Mark and I shared a kiss. I never once expected that it would happen. “ Please help me escape this place. Can you stall the men for me, please?” I beg as I look into his green eyes. He dips his hand in his pocket, and he takes his hand, he slides his car keys in my hand. The
Samantha " Tell me, Samantha, do you want it?” Maximo asks. I laugh nervously, “ No,” My voice is shaky. “ Oh come on,” That tattooed arm leaves my thigh and caresses my cheek softly. Maximo pouts and he looks so fucking cute. For a moment I forget who he really is, a whole fucking sadistic dragon. I shake my head, I can't trust my words at the moment, there is a high possibility they will betray me. His hand moves to play with the few ombré locks that fell as a carpet to cover my face from his sharp gaze. “ Where is that brave girl that kissed me in the kitchen?” He purrs his lips close to my neck. He takes a deep breath in, drawing my scent like he draws up a smock from his famous cigar. When he breathes out, he growls softly. My cheeks heat up, and I peer to look at Santino, who has the same Stoic expression he normally has. “ Maximo, let the girl go!” Santino glares at his brother, who pauses. Maximo stops his advances and pulls away completely. I breathe out in relief
Samantha To say I am scared is an understatement, I am freaking out like crazy. Having both of their pressure pressing down my shoulders is weakening in a sense that I hate. I was okay when it was just Maximo that crazy bastard, giving me pressure, but Santino too, damn. While Maximo tends to talk a lot, Santino is definitely a man of a few words and when he talks he means business. These brothers are simply the worst. I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly l
Santino “ Has Ethan reached out again?” Maximo asks, as usual, he has a Gurkha on his lips. He picked up the hobbit after we left Aurora. At first, I thought it would be a one-time phase, but the action has stuck with him ever since. I don't know why I never bothered to ask him about it. It's not like it has any effect on our health “ No, he hasn't. He went quiet after saying he would track it down. I don't know if he will manage.” I say before I sigh. I lean against the mahogany desk and Maximo leans against the bookshelf. “ What about the people we sent to find it in the first place, how is the progress?” Maximo questions, crossing his arms over his chest. He is bulkier than I am, and usually the one ladies tend to like more. I can see it with Samantha already, she clung to him, but after she saw the danger that lurks behind those eyes, she ran for her life. It didn't shock me, Maximo has a deceiving personality. Sometimes I am convinced he got the dark personality