Vincenzo was leaning against the glass window of his luxurious office while smoking a cigarette. A usual smirk plastered on his face as the man in the background groaned in pain."Ahhh!"He groaned painfully again when Vincenzo's men didn't show any mercy to him, because that's what happens when you mess with the wrong person, aka Vincenzo Romano!The man's body hit the ground while he coughed blood. His face was filled with bloody bruises while Vincenzo was enjoying every second of his painful screams and pleads."P-please I beg you.. Let go of my father."He slowly turned his head towards the girl who was tied up in the corner.Vincenzo signaled his men to stop, and they occasionally did, which made that weak man kneel on his bloody knees. Vincenzo approached him with his steady steps yet dangerously. Crouching down at his level, Vincenzo's deadly gaze was piercing through his soul."This is what happens when you try to mess with me."His tone was as dark as his eyes. The man lifted
Lorenzo was about to open his mouth to say something, but the sudden knock on the door caught their attention, interrupting their conversation."Come in!"Vincenzo granted the permission.One of Vincenzo's men entered the hurriedly but bowed a little to show gratitude and respect before alerting him with a news."Capo, sorry to interrupt, but there's an emergency."Vincenzo's eyes sharpened as he waited for him to continue further."Spill!""Capo, Ms. Elena Martin is planning an escape. One of our spy informed us. She's now heading towards the bus stand since she knows that if she uses her car then we will track her within seconds."Lorenzo raised an eyebrow, amused at the fact that there was someone who was not afraid of his friend's wrath. He found it interesting, but he also knew the fact that it's not a big deal for Vincenzo to track his soon-to-be wife whether she's taking her car or not.On the other hand, Vincenzo cracked his neck in annoyance and anger. Looking up at the ceili
"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 walked into an empty corridor after having enough of dinner with those psychotic mafias. I sighed in relief, away from the chaos. I literally facepalmed myself after leaving from there.The corridor stretched ahead, its narrow passage swallowing the faint light from the flickering overhead bulb. The walls, once white, were now a sickly shade of gray, marred by the creeping stains of age and neglect.Each step I took seemed to echo unnervingly, amplifying the silence that clung to the air like a thick fog. My breath quickened as my heels clicked against the cold, cracked tiles—currently my only companion in this hollow, forgotten space.My heart began to pound in my chest, a frantic beat that threatened to drown out the silence, but the space was too oppressive. It clung to me, suffocating, as though the walls themselves were watching, listening, waiting.At the far end of the hallway, a door stood ajar, the dark void beyond it a black eye in the heart of the building. A
"I do."Luna declared and the moment she declared, a loud sound of glass shattering into pieces could be heard in the entire room, catching everyone's attention.Everyone gasped at the source of the voice, including Luna, and that's when her eyes met Levi's bloodshot ones. She instantly looked away, witnessing the raging anger evident in his eyes.Lorenzo went up to Levi immediately and noticed the blood oozing out of Levi's hand."What the actual fuck, Levi?"Vincenzo drawled while Elena quickly covered her mouth up on noticing the blood out of his hand."His hand needs treatment."Elena was about to get up, but Vincenzo quickly grabbed her wrist, making her hiss."Sit the fuck down."He commanded through his gritted teeth."I'm sure he can deal with his own mess.""But--"Vincenzo's one deadly glare was enough to make her mouth shut. As a doctor, she couldn't witness someone bleeding in front of her, even if it was an enemy. Levi's father didn't even come forward, nor the king. It w
"Watch your tongue, Stefano, or it will take me a second to rip it out of your mouth."Vincenzo snapped, which caused Stefano to swallow hard on his saliva because he knew that he could and nobody would question him. Elena glanced at Vincenzo and shivered visibly at how he reacted when someone called her an outsider." Stefano is right. Luca, you need a marriage alliance to gain our trust. Otherwise, it wasn't needed after witnessing your capabilities."Luca nodded his head but what he felt inside was another thing which only he knew.Stefano, on the other hand, smiled in utter victory before saying."The girl should be from our community, isn't it?"Devis nodded his head before saying."Seraphina is perfect for it. What do you sa----""No she's not."Lorenzo growled out of nowhere, catching everyone's attention, including Seraphina's who was sitting with her froster mother.Everyone was too stern to speak because no one in years had dared to interrupt the king except today. Devis gav
A huge royal dining room, sophisticated and opulent, unfolds like a scene from a regal dream.The space is vast—cathedral-like in scale—with a soaring, coffered ceiling adorned in gold leaf and hand-painted frescoes of mythological scenes. Massive crystal chandeliers, their facets shimmering like stars, hang in perfect symmetry down the length of the room, casting a soft, golden glow over everything.The dining table stretches endlessly, carved from rare dark mahogany and polished to a mirror sheen. It’s set with fine bone china rimmed in 24-karat gold, gleaming silverware, and crystal goblets that catch the light like diamonds. Velvet-upholstered chairs with gilded frames line the table, each one an ornate throne in its own right.Tall arched windows, draped in deep burgundy and gold brocade, let in daylight filtered through sheer silk curtains. Along the walls, marble columns rise between massive oil paintings of ancestors and historic moments, framed in intricate gold.A grand fire
Author's POV'"If you want, I can take you away from this pain where you won't be sad anymore."A firm, yet familiar voice interrupted Elena from behind, making her turn around to look at the person. Her eyes widened slightly after watching him lean against the garden wall while staring at her with a hooded gaze."Levi..... What are you doing here?"Elena asked calmly, covering her shock."Just watching my loved ones in pain."He stated just like that while holding eye contact with her. Elena's eyes widened before looking away. She doesn't know if his words are as genuine as him. Damn, she suspects his every word. She's not the high school who would feel flattered by her crush saying stuff like this.If anything, then she respects her boundaries."That's not the answer to----""I know, but this is Stefano's birthday party, so isn't it obvious that I would be here?"Of course, he would be present as a member of the mafia. Elena thought. Levi's presence was as important as Vincenzo's in
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