“He did what?” Lucien bellowed, rising to his feet like he had just been pricked.Mara had not wanted to say anything to him but he had managed to get it out of her coupled with the fact that she looked really miserable.“I just… it was really scary for me and now I know exactly how he feels about me so I won’t be seeing him alone ever again”“I will contact a friend in the police force to have him picked up right away” Lucien vowed, looking around for his phone.“There is no need for that; he is leaving for Italy in three days” Mara stopped him“He told you that?”“Yes and I don’t think I want to make any more trouble with this. You said it yourself that he is a dangerous man”“We should not let him get away with this” Lucien fumed.He wanted to bring hell down on the bastard but that hell also included Mara who wanted no part in it. He obviously could not act without her permission and it infuriated him that he wasn’t there to protect her from the bastard’s prying fingers“We shall
The dinner with Lucien’s family was only going to be a one-time thing, he had promised but that did not stop the nervous racks from coursing through Mara’s spine as she got out of the car. She had been here quite a number of times but as Elizabeth’s friend and not in any way related to the happenings in the family. Pretending to be Lucien’s fiancée was putting her in a kind of spot and making her self-conscious which was something she never felt.“I am here” Lucien whispered in her ear, jolting her from her thoughts.“Here goes nothing then” she responded, casting him a smile as she walked ahead of himAs usual Lucien’s mother was always one to hire a full catering service for just a tiny family dinner and apparently she had not invited Jason and Elizabeth over. This only meant she wanted to assert dominance as the matriarch of the Rodrigues family and Mara did not see any wrong in that not like she was vying for the position anyways.“Lucien” His mother called out from where she stoo
TWENTY FIVEAlexander Russo continued staring at the painting, even when his men came to inform him on the arrival of the girl he had asked them to bring to him… Mara Sinclair.He had thought it would surely be a hard mission judging by the way he had made a fool of himself by grabbing her in her office and muttering such words of hate. He had let his anger show and he had sufficiently punished himself for that.Alexander winced as he got up from where he sat, walking over to where the painting hung. He had gone over to her office the next day to offer his most sincere apologies but had been told of her break for the rest of the week. She was hiding from him and it was fine but he was a Russo and that was one thing she had underestimated.He had figured out where she lived almost immediately and had gone visiting but as usual Lucien Rodrigues had taken her from there; tempting him.There was only one place they had to be and it had been hard trying to figure out where Lucien lived. He
Something was hurting… a dull throbbing pain at the back of my head, Lucien thought as he groaned.“Is he awake?” A voice filtered through to himHis eyes opened and then closed, seconded by another groan. The light had hurt his eyes and where was he“Lucien, can you hear me?” Another voice, this one feminine spoke againLucien opened his eyes again, he could make out the faces of his family and he also realized he was in a hospital. He had been heading home after an amazing dinner with Mara and then they had parked in front of his…MaraHe jolted out of the hospital bed immediately, shaking to his bones with his eyes darting around“Where is she?” he said to no one in particular“You need to calm down, Lucien. The police are out searching for her as we speak” Jason told his brother.“No, I need to be there… they have to… Alexander” Lucien managed to get out.“I thought as much but the cops say that is impossible and his yacht already left the harbor” Jason told him“Of course it alre
You might have wondered who sews pockets into dresses but did that not come in handy? Mara had always had unconventional fashion ideas; it was why she became a fashion designer and why she was always so sought after. The pocket on a dress idea had been one she had always had since she was a child and wanted to take cookies home from a party but had no place to stuff it so it wasn’t seen by anyone till she got into the safety confines of her own room.If they had pat her down, they definitely would have felt the bulge of the phone against her dress but siting in the dark right now, Mara’s mind spurned as to how she was going to get in contact with Lucien. If there was anyone who could locate her, it was him.She did not want to be caught, her face was still smarting from where Alexander had slapped her twice but if only she could turn on her location, Lucien would definitely be able to find her. She lifted her dress a little bit hoping there wasn’t any camera monitoring her movement or
The fucker had put a bounty on my head, Alexander thought as he stared incredulously at the paper in his hand.In Italy, the word bounty was always sought after especially when it involved someone like him. He had to admit that he never thought the Rodrigues could pull off something like this and because of a girl; he wasn’t one to believe in love, it was kind of an abstract concept to him but judging from how much Lucien had put into the location of Mara Sinclair… they were in love?“Motherfucker!” He bellowed, slapping the paper down on the table.Mara flinched as she observed him; she had been taken back to the den where she was first brought in and although he had unbound her hands, he moved the chains to her legs. She sat quietly hoping to disappear into one of the furniture but even that wasn’t possible. Whatever he must have seen in that paper was getting him worked up and she could only imagine it had something to do with her.A phone rang in the background, jolting her from h
Mara opened her eyes to a white ceiling. She noticed two things almost immediately, that she wasn’t in the basement or the den and she was lying down.“I can see you are awake” A voice said, alerting her to the fact that she wasn’t alone.“Who are you?” Mara moaned as she tried turning.The pain from her ankle shot up to her spine and she could barely move“Do not try moving for now. That ankle is in bad shape and I have given you something to lessen the pain so you must be feeling groggy.” The man saidHe was a doctor which means they had docked somewhere“I have been kidnapped” Mara started to say but stopped when the doctor pinned her with a stare.Of course he knew she had been kidnapped“I will give Alexander some drugs for your leg and you should be better in no time, miss Mara” He said.This was him trying to let her know that he knew exactly who she was and how she was here on the yacht.“Thank You” Mara muttered, her eyes darting around the room.He nodded and left her alone.
EPILOGUE“You are lucky he was brought in immediately and the bullet missed his brain by inches” The doctor told a bloodied Mara.“Will he be alright?” Mara asked“Yes but I must warn you, the shock trauma to his brain would make it recognition hard but hopefully his brain will pick up in time.”After the shooting, they were discovered by the others. Alexander was already dead by the time they had gotten to the hospital but Lucien was immediately operated upon and was stable at the moment although he had yet to open his eyes. Elizabeth and Lucien’s mother were on their way to the hospital and Mara refused to leave Lucien’s side, she wanted to be there when he opened his eyes.She must have dozed off because there was sudden pressure to her hand, the one she held his own in.“You are awake” She screamed, bursting into tears again.Jason nodded to his brother, relief flooding his veins.“I feel like shit” Lucien muttered“You will be fine, the doctor says you will probably begin experie
CAMILLAIt was useless feeling sorry for myself, I thought.The lighting in the club was low as I stepped in with my friend, Bella.“Not bad” I murmured.“Told you” She responded triumphantly. “This is what you need to get over him. Nathan Clark is an asshole and should dump him in the dust where he belongs”I wanted to correct her that he wasn’t an asshole, he was merely disturbed but I did not.I was not here to sympathize with him or even think about him. I was here to have fun and that is what I am going to do.I was putting on a red dress and it complimented my eyes way more than I thought it would.“Come on, we should get a drink” Bella pulled me to the bar.The bartender winked at both of us and then asked what we would likeIt was at the tip of my tongue to say nothing but I was at a club, wasn’t I?“Sex on the beach” I announced.Bella turned to me, surprise in her eyes. I was pretty sure she thought she would have to force me to drink.“I would have the same” She told the ma
NATHANThere was nothing to say as I dropped Camilla off at her home.I waited until I was sure she had gotten in before I headed in the direction of my mother in law’s house.I pushed in Christian’s number, my teeth gritting as it rang.I was furious.I did not want to admit I was more furious at myself than anything.“How did your date go?” Christian’s asked as soon as the phone line clicked.“Send me the name of the witness” I grunted.“What is wrong?”“Send the name, dammit”“You need to calm down, Nathan. Where are you going?”“To settle this once and for all” I told him. “Now send the damned number to me”I hung up before he had the chance to say anything or convince me to back away because I would not.I drove way above the speed limit, stopping only when I had gotten to the mansion’s gate.It brought back memories of family dinners where I had to defend Eleanor over and over again. Where snide remarks about the reason I was with her reached my ears and she said nothing about
CAMILLA“I did not think I was ever going to see you again, Camilla” Sarah smiled as soon as I entered the restaurant.She wagged a finger in Nathan’s direction, shaking her head at him.“With the kind of food you sell? I will be coming in here for a very long time” I smiled back.Nathan and I took our seats and waited.She had a queue as usual and I could not help the smile as I glanced around.“You would have watched your father kill me” Nathan commented.“I admit that would have made me feel better for a bit” I told him.He appeared shocked but I could tell from the way his eyes twinkled with delight that he thought it hilarious.I had not expected he would go over to my parent’s house especially seeing as I wasn’t there in the first place.My father however had called me when he arrived with a gun to his head and asked if I wanted to see him. I had hesitated just for the fun of it“I deserved that”“Yes you did” I agreed.“Thank you for coming here with me”I nodded once.Sarah dr
NATHANI was pacing like a fucking clown.I was expecting Camilla at the office today to discuss the project that we were involved in together and I could not help the restlessness coursing through my body.I wasn’t one to be this nervous about anything.“Deep breaths” I told myself, trying to go along with my instructions but to no avail.So much so that when my receptionist announced her presence, I had worked myself into a frenzy.My breath caught in my throat as she walked in, her eyes taking the room before settling on me with stark clarity.What had I been thinking? I thought.Starved of attention?Who was the blithering idiot now?“You look well” She commented, taking the seat in front of me.“You look beautiful” I murmured.She paused, her eyes meeting mine.Sparks flew, that was for sure.“How do you feel?” She asked instead.“Much better. Thank you for attending to me yesterday. For even accepting the phone call from me”“Of course, I am not a demon even though I do hate you
CAMILLAI stared at my ringing phone with Nathan displayed boldly as the callers ID.What the fuck did he want?I however put it to my ear, my heart jumping at the sound of his voice“Camilla, I know you can hear me” He rasped“What do you want?” I asked.“To talk” He answered.His voice appeared tortured… like there was something wrong with him and for a minute I was concerned before my head overrode my stupidity.“Concerning the project-” I began“Not concerning the-” He sighed, his voice trailing off.“I need you” He muttered softly that if I had not been paying attention, I would have missed that simple statement.“Mr Clark” I stopped when I heard his labored breathing.“Is something wrong with you?”“No, its nothing… I just need to speak with you”“Nathan, what is the matter? You sound distressed”He chuckled and then I heard him cough in the background“You are not concerned about me now, are you?”“This is not a joke, what is wrong with you?” I asked again, feeling panicky.He
CAMILLAMy father drove us straight to the house and I did not argue nor say anything when we arrived and my mother enveloped me in a hug.“Oh baby” She crooned.“I am okay” I reassured her“Come on in”I inhaled the familiar scent of home, my muscles relaxing.“I am going to bed” I announced.Their words fell over themselves as they agreed immediately to my request.My eyes closed as soon as I fell on the bed. I did not want to think of anything, I did not want to begin to analyze the anger in my heart directed at one person in particular.When I finally opened my eyes, it was noon.I made my way downstairs and was met with the searching eyes of both my parents.“Are you okay, baby?” My mother asked.I took a seat beside them.“I am not some fragile child you have to be worried about always, mother” I said.“You are my child and I have every reason to be worried about you” she countered.“I am going to be fine” I told her.My father said nothing but I turned to him anyways.“I have d
NATHANI felt like an absolutely horrible beast or maybe that was what I wasStarved of attention?If there was anything, I would admit that I have been the one acting like a starved and crazed person anytime she was near.I had only said that to infuriate Rodrigues, her father more than he already was.I did not stop to think that she might be listening in or it was the worst thing to say about a girl I have come to like.I winced, rolling my tongue in my mouth as the pain from being punched in the face kicked in.Williams walked into the open room with surprise on his face.”What happened?” He asked immediately.“It is over” I told him, my voice unbelievably calm.“What have you done, Clark”I whirled at him with anger in my eyes“What makes you think I am the one at fault? You are the reason everything has gone to fucking shit” I barraged him. “What did you think was going to happen when you decided to invite Rodrigues and I?”I took a deep breath envisioning Camilla’s disapproving
CAMILLA“We really need to talk” I heard Nathan whisper from behind me.“I have nothing to speak to you about. Are you ready?” I asked him.“I am but-”“Then we should leave to the bar”I turned to look him over, angry at the flutter in my chest and the way my whole being appreciated his looks.He had jeans on and I never thought anyone would look absolutely stunning in them and there was the shirt he was wearing which was rolled up to his elbows, giving free view of his tattoos.I stilled my panicked heart, turning back around and taking a step before he stopped me with a hand on my arm.“I want to apologize for the things I did earlier. It was mean of me to try to take away the seriousness of your feelings and I am sorry. I should be a better person than that” He had a contrite look on his face as he said this.“I am not mad at you, Nathan” I lowered my voice. “I just feel I am more invested in this business than you are and I need you to be professional and take it seriously”He no
CAMILLAWhat had I been expecting?A profession of love?I knew the sort of person Nathan was… a hard man and I had thought maybe I would be able to get through to him and why?Because I found him intriguing? Because I loved his view on life or is it because I wanted to do all I could to get out of my father’s shadow.No, that is wrong.Nathan Clark might have been my ticket out but I had come to understand and admire him as an individual.He was a fighter that much was obvious but he was also an asshole.I locked the adjoining door as soon as he left, leaning against it with the tears stinging the corner of my eyes.Another knock“Camilla” My father’s voice came through.“Give me a minute” I called out.I stared at myself in the mirror, running my fingers through my hair.When I opened the door, my father knew immediately that something was wrong.“Are you okay?” He asked“I am fine” I responded. “I was just sleeping” I added so he did not ask any more questions.“I know we should ta