"Looks like you want to play hide and seek with me doll?"Saying that he started walking in her direction.Her heart threatened to come outside her ribcage as she was shaking with fear. She gulped before lifting her head but only to be gasped when he pinned her against the window."Found you!"Her breath hitched when she saw his signatory smirk displaying his lips. Elena gulped and tried to get her wrist free from his hold by twisting it, but failed miserably because every time she tried his grip only became stronger and more painful than before.His intermediating gaze never leaving hers as he watched her squirm in his hold. He was holding both her wrists with his one bare hand while holding a gun in another one and caressing her cheek with it.Letting out a heavy sigh, he spoke in his own authoritative yet calm voice."You disobeyed me. Now what should I do with you, doll?"Despite his calm voice, anger was still visible on his face like he was trying to control it with all his guts
Elena's POV'I was struggling against his strong hold on my wrist while he continued to drag me into this hell abruptly. A hell of a house which I have loathed with all my heart since the day I left it all behind to chase my dream life. As soon as we stepped inside upon noticing us, James immediately stood up on his feet from the couch.Rage filled his eyes when his eyes landed on me and shook with the same familiar scary feeling. I gasped when Vincenzo pushed me in front of that bloody monster of a stepfather while he threw daggers at me with his scary eyes. Suddenly, my childhood memories started flashing in front of me."Martins!"I flinched at Vincenzo's sudden rise of tone."Even though you loathe your daughter, but at least keep an eye on her since she is my responsibility from now on, because it is my last warning and if she tries to run again, then I'll make sure to slice your body into pieces first."James gulped visibly in fear and this was the first time I had witnessed him
"W-What are you doing?"I stuttered as the pain became too much to bear. He was literally ripping my scalp."How dare you try to run?"He yelled, making my ears go deaf. I tried to move away from the monster, but his grip on my hair was too harsh. It made me impossible to move.My eyes turned watery as I struggled against his grip, while the look in his eyes was filled with rage when he looked at me like he was going to show no mercy to me this time."Let me go, you monster."I said, still struggling."Let you go? In your dreams and you have become too fearless to address me as a monster."He jerked me by my hair, making it more painful."I know where this is coming from. It's because of those little independent wings which I have given you."My eyes snapped towards him with rage this time. He has no right to claim behind my success when in actual he did nothing."You didn't give me any wings. It's all my hard work."I looked him in the eye and that's when I saw his eyes visibly shake
I clutched my knees towards me as I sat beside the bed thinking about today's events. All the tears which I had been holding started to flow like water through a tap."Just why?"I continued staring at the floor before while the unbearable pain remained still inside my heart. I wish Maa or Kai were here to confront me. Everything went in vain. I hide my face in my palms, shedding those unbearable tears."Why is my life like this? Even after being an independent woman in this male-dominated world, why am I still helpless? Why are my life decisions still taken by them? Why?"I sobbed while wiping off my tears, because no, I'm not weak, and crying doesn't mean you are weak. That's what Maa used to tell me."I hate all this."I had so many dreams even regarding marriage. I was still hunting for love in the hope of a miracle, because miracles are bound to happen, but it seems like all my dreams got crushed like an autumn's damaged leaf."This was all because of me. I'm to blame myself. I s
I was still shocked after what I witnessed inside my bedroom last night. A freaking camera and I know who's doing that is. Of course, no other than my so-called fiancé.Thank god I didn't change clothes in the bedroom, but soon my relieved expression turned sad as the realization came crushing to me.Sooner or later he will claim me as his. It's certain in his eyes after I have noticed the way he looks at me.I shook mentally while staring at the breakfast in front of me which that maid had left for me. It feels like my appetite has died along with my hopes.Probably two days since, I haven't eaten anything despite being a doctor myself. Moving my gaze up from breakfast, I stared out of the window as the sunlight glowed my bedroom into a golden hour."I want to see Maa, so badly."I'm literally dying to see her, yet I have to ask for people's permission to meet my own mother.How ironic does it sounds right? Finally, lifting myself up, I made my way towards the door before banging on
Author's POV'The sky wore a shroud of brooding charcoal, clouds sprawling across the heavens like ink spilled on parchment. The air was thick, heavy with the scent of rain yet to fall, and the faint whispers of a restless wind curled through the barren trees.Shadows danced and deepened, casting the world in hues of muted gray and silver, as if mother-nature herself was holding her breath.A quiet melancholy hung in the atmosphere, not ominous, but serene, a tender reminder of the beauty found in the quiet embrace of darkness like the devil sitting inside his penthouse's office.The outside's dark beauty was perfectly matched with the devil himself."Did you get to know who helped her out of the house?"Litting up his cigarette, he looked out of the huge glass window while his one hand remained in his sweatpant's pocket as his back was facing Lorenzo."About that, yes."He responded while spinning the ball in his hand."And who's that?"Vincenzo asked while taking a long drag of his
Elena's POV'I made my way downstairs towards the living room. The feeling I was feeling right now was beyond anything. I'm so happy that I got his approval, so I can finally meet him.I never thought that it was going to be so easy. If he were just like this and gave in to my every demand, then life would be so easy, but whom was I fooling? Only myself."Just because the great mafia agreed on meeting you don't get your hopes high, Elena."I shook my head before taking the last stairs and was about to make my way towards the exit but got stopped by no one but James."Don't you have manners to tell me about where the hell you are going? Or you don't think it's necessary?"I turned around being annoyed. Why is he doing all this drama when he never really cared? And he knew exactly where I was going, so why the hell was he asking?"I'll go with the second one."I replied while crossing my hands across my chest. I knew he must be boiling in anger because it was crystal clear from his faci
Author's POV'"Can you fill my one more wish."The driver looked at her stunned through the mirror."I'm just a mere driver, Miss."He responded while keeping his eyes on the road."I know, and I won't ask you to do anything which is out of the box for you."Elena fidgged her fingers together nervously."What's it, Miss?"Her eyes snapped at him when he said that."Actually I want to meet my mother, and she's in hospital."She looked at him through the mirror, hopefully, while he looked hesitant."But it's not up to me, Miss."He tried to convince her."I know, but the hospital is just near."She spoke while pointing outside."I'll just come back after meeting her. It won't take long, I promise."The driver's eyes looked hesitant before he picked up his phone to call his capo, making her annoyed."Capo, Mrs. Romano is asking to meet her mother, who's in a nearby hospital."Elena frowned when the driver addressed her by her soon-to-be husband's surname.Placing the phone aside after ha
My eyes fell on the girl who looked innocent and young. She looks like she is in her late teens. She kept looking around and then at the cell phone in her hand. I could feel the eyes on me. Which were none other than his guards.Unconciously I approched her. She's beautiful and has a soft beauty which suits her perfectly. Her hair, long and soft as river silk, fell to the middle of her back in gentle waves, catching the light like dusk on water.It framed her face in the most effortless way, as if even the wind had learned to be gentle around her. Her features were delicate—cheekbones like petals, a nose barely a breath, and lips the shade of early blush roses. She looks perfect in all angles.There was something in her eyes, too—not just the color, which was some impossible hue between honey and storm—but the way they held stories, even when she wasn’t speaking. You’d look at her and feel that she had seen the world with a kind of softness that refused to harden, no matter what it ha
Elena's POV'The gown I wore this evening did not shimmer, nor did it boast the ostentation of embroidery or gemstones. It needed no such embellishments. It was elegance distilled—a quiet kind of power. The fabric, a deep, velvety midnight blue, clung to my form with the grace of twilight, wrapping around me, smooth and assured.The neckline swept just below my collarbone, revealing the delicate strength of my shoulders, while the sleeves, long and tapered, ended in a gentle point at the wrists—as though time itself had traced my outline with reverence. The bodice was cut to accentuate without demanding attention, sculpted in a way that whispered confidence rather than cried for it.The skirt flowed—neither too voluminous nor too tight—falling in fluid lines to the floor, where it gathered slightly like a sigh at my heels. With every step, the fabric moved with me, as if it too was under my spell. No ornamentation distracted from the pure, solid hue of the gown. Its beauty was in its
Author's POV'Before Elena could make a move by turning around, he grabbed her wrist, making her bump hard against his muscular chest, which was draped with a black leather jacket and black t-shirt beneath it, not to mention his black jeans. He was dressed casually today aside from his usual signatory formal attire."Still trying to run away from me, amore?"Her breath hitched at his deep voice and close proximity. Even if she had lived in Italy before. She still didn't understand it fully, but she was trying her best.She still didn't know what he called her in Italian, but she was sure to find it out. Her wrist was pinned behind her back by him and a shiver ran down her spine. It always does. Whenever she's with him. She can't help to shiver in his company."Even after what happened last night?"His intense voice snapped her out of the haze and a crimson red appeared on her already rosy cheeks. Since this morning, she had been trying her best not to recall their last night's encount
A yawn left my mouth, but I refused to sleep as I kept staring at his peaceful sleeping face. A conclusion popped up in my mind. So he does sleeps with me. The only difference was he left bed before I woke up.Which is somehow disappointing even if I deny it all the time, but guess what? I can't run from reality, can I? I have already witnessed what happened when I actually tried to run.I didn't sleep since he left me breathless and gave me the best orgasm ever. I never knew that it could bring me this beautiful pleasure. My cheeks flame with shyness. What am I even thinking? But I can't help but think about it because I don't even remember my past or someone who has touched me this way?Is there anyone who has touched me this way? If I force my mind to think about my past where I have lost my memory, then it will only hurt my mind. Which I can't afford. My psychiatrist advised me to never force my brain to remember the things I desperately wanted.But the loss of my memory is making
I can see his eyes darkened at my words, so I try to make him understand or whoosh out any other misunderstanding that crosses his mind."But not anymore. It was just a mere attraction, I swear. I don't feel anything about him, Vincenzo.""Like I would let you feel anything about that fucker."I gulped at his serious tone while he still smelled like alcohol, but it did not look like he was actually drunk or anything. Maybe he has good alcohol tolerance."You won't think about any other man but me, is that clear?"I nodded my head frantically at his dark dominance."Use that pretty mouth of yours just like you did the other day."I felt my cheeks burning up at his statement. I don't even have to guess which day he was referring about. The day when I went down on him for the first time."Yes!"He looks at me still unsatisfied."Say yes daddy."My eyes widened, and my lips parted slightly in shock."W-What?"I asked, still processing his words."You heard me."I stared stunned at the det
Elena's POV'I was sitting by the pool side while my feets were under the cool water. I was feeling relaxed and calmer. It feels like today's day was less tough than yesterday. I almost laughed at the choice of my words. Do I really think that my life will be normal as it used to be, even if not perfect, but I was still on my own?Making food, buying groceries, clothes, taking care of my mother. I was independent, doing my dream job until the devil thought to come and destroy everything he could. Now my days are filled with no work but a spoiled princess in a castle. I could only nag about it.I miss Eva so badly. The last time I talked with her was the day she helped me escape Vincenzo. I was dying to ask her if she was okay? Because the risk she took for me by helping me meant her relationship with her husband. I even miss Arianna and now that I can't talk to them. I'm feeling a bit lonely.I can't even contact Kai given to Vincenzo's anger, because he thinks I'm seeing Kai behind hi
Author's POV'Elena stepped onto the balcony since everyone was busy, which left her bored. Her cheeks turned red, recalling their kitchen encounter. She had never seen him being this soft, so it was new for her.She took a deep breath when cold breezes from spring hit her delicate skin, making her smile a little. Her long blonde hair flew with the flow of a windy breeze. Nature has the power to heal us even without trying. All you have to do is embrace it and your mind will be fresh."I should tour around this mansion instead of walking like a workless shit."Her hair started to cover her face, making her groan."I feel like an actress in the shampoo advertisement, but the only difference is that I look like a witch with hair covering my face."She tried to remove her hair strands."Why the hell does reality always go against expectations?"She said while fighting with her hair. While she was still busy fighting with her hair, her eyes fell on a familiar figure in the garden while ta
Vincenzo's POV'A sudden gasp left my wife's lips when I wrapped my arms around her from behind. It took a few seconds for her to adapt to my touch and her body stiffened as soon as she recognized my touch.A proud smirk appeared on my lips. She knows my touch well enough to ignore the changes in her body. That's the thing I love about her. There are many things I love about her and the thing which I love most about her is her defiance.The fire in her eyes which seems to be gone not completely, but she is still being careful enough to not show her defiance in front of me. She is still careful while choosing her battles in front of me.She still hasn't moved not even an inch, which made me smirk. I tightened my grip around her and, leaning down, I buried my face in the crook of her neck, which made her shiver. -I like it."What do you think you are doing, mi amore?"I whispered against her neck and felt her release a sigh. Maybe this was turning her on. I love to pull these reactions
I stepped out of the bathroom while wrapping a towel around me, but last night's scenes made my cheeks flush as, once again, embarrassment took over me. I can't help but to think about them frequently since this morning- and not to mention that he left me alone once again in bed. Does he ever sleep on the same bed as me?I sighed."I don't care if he sleeps with me or not."I shrugged my shoulder."Instead, I should be grateful that the devil at least let me sleep at night all by myself without scaring the shit out of me."I inhaled deeply as, once again, the same shame eats me out. I'm embarrassed about how I came around his fingers just because he spanked me. That was too intense. I gulp getting last night's reminders."Oh god! Please dig a hole for me, so I can actually hide in it."And even more angry at myself for letting him man handle me. How dumb am I? I'm so pitiful that every time he touches me I forget everything else around me. It's so shameful when I actually -hate him.