Dominic
This fucking stupid manhunt was killing him. He needed to be with his detka. It has been days and he fucked up. Big time.
Making things right should be his goddamn priority. The remorse and guilt he felt every time he held her in his arms while she slept was eating him alive.
He was aware she was confused by his actions and most likely hurt. It was never his intention. These were new emotions he needed to figure out on his own.
The insecurities, damning, was eating him alive. How to tell her he was sorry? Because of his arrogance and carelessness, she almost died. He had not forgiven himself for what had happened.
He and Alec will wrap this up and go home. He
BeauThe private pool in the villa was heaven. Refreshing. Lizzie has assured her soaking in the warm water all day was safe enough. Beau's bullet wound has healed considerably but she was restricted from lifting anything that's over two kilos.That's bullshit. She only agreed to ease the doctor's worry. Early morning, she took advantage of the gym's amenities and it has done wonders for her recovery.A semblance of guilt was nagging at her conscience but she placed it at the back of her mind. Where it belonged.I bet you miss Dominic.Hell no! Why should she when she was enjoying herself?That traitor pear
DinaraThird day at Disneyland. And most probably the last. She had made sure to make it their best yet.Nothing would ever change. That Beau will be married to her brother soon was an irrevocable fact. She had denied it all the time, fought the idea tooth and nail yet her eyes and her body language said otherwise.So what better time to plan all of this than today? Away from the watchful eyes of Dinara's father, her brother, and her cousin Alec.Innocent she might be, yet she was not. Long had she been influenced by internet porn sites. She had known what the fuss was all about.Though she hadn't committed the act, her mind and imagination were no longer pure like w
Mature Content18+ OnlyPlease be guidedAlec"Put me down!" The beautiful doctor tried to wiggle out of his hold. A useless feat. She was almost half his weight and half his whit at this point. Not a fucking chance.To let her know how angry and impatient he was, he smacked her soft ass cheek. The sound a balm to his restless soul. She immediately quieted down."That's only a taste of what's to come, Dr. Hope," he promised in a hardened voice. What he felt next surprised him.It was so subtle but it's there. She shivered delicately and he felt her inhale sharply. Prickly goosebumps on her arms and expose l
BeauShe was definitely not enjoying the sight. She was not informed beforehand of the strippers' presence and she was supposed to be bachelorette's party. She didn't approve yet she also didn't want to disappoint Dinara. The girl was Godsend. Always cheering her up. And the taste of freedom was heady.Not an ounce of regret was coursing through her. If ever there was, it was the thought of Dinara and Lizzie being punished because of her.She would fight Dominic tooth and nail for that. Oh yes, she will. If only he would show up.Except that she hadn't seen him since he dragged her, caveman style, and locked her inside her hotel room. That was fucking hours ago. Where did he go?
DominicHis mother was right.Shit!Maman was always right. Though he loathed the tongue lashing he received earlier this evening, everything made sense.Leaving his detka last night seemed like the most sensible thing to do. He was so fucking mad, he didn't want to be in the same room with her. He wanted to be with her but he didn't want the risk of hurting her with his words or touch.He will never hurt his baby. That was one rule he will never break, no matter how much he wanted to kill the fucking bastards last night, Beau will never be an outlet for his anger. She was that precious to him.Spending the night instead of at the bar, thinking, getting drunk. No clear answer came up when he woke up
Beau"I am the Mafia King," Dominic announced in a clear slightly accented diction. Every muscle and sinew pressed to her was stiff.She stared at him. Politely waiting for him to say more. And waited. Their master suite was so silent, she can hear them both breathing deeply."And?" She asked, couldn't stand the silence anymore. Giddy from his declaration of love earlier, though tinged with a hint of dominance, her world was filled with rainbows."I rule the underworld of gangsters you were working with." He hesitantly continued. "I may be dangerous but not to you. Never to you." He said in earnest, his gray orbs flashing, a hint of fear reflecting. Fear of losing her.
Lizzie Hope"I guess Beau is ok. They won't be needing us tonight." She squeezed Alec's hand and smirked. Based on the sounds coming from the ensuite bathroom, the mafia couple was oblivious to the outside world. A good thing they have the whole wing for themselves.More, Dominic! Oh, God. Yes!Fuck! You're so wet, detka.So tight!Groans and moans can be heard even from the hallway. Lizzie giggled. A rare one for her. It seemed her life was brighter since joining this household.She left the result of the blood test on the bedside table. They will congratulate the couple tomorrow.Th
DominicLeaving his detka to hunt his remaining enemies was difficult for him. The only solace was the enhanced Bluetooth device attached to the tracker she provided him. They can communicate with each other anytime without the risk of the battery running out. Amazing woman.And he thought this type of high-tech, Science-lab invention was only done in movies.They just landed in Mexico City and he was about to meet the new Mexican Cartel leader. Rumored to be almost as dangerous, but like him, a man of his word. Mentally nodding in approval, nevertheless, he had to remain extra alert. In a few minutes, his assessment of the man would determine if he had changed much over the years.Ever cautious, he sent his men ahead
Dominic -One Year Later - December in San Francisco prevailed some semblance of warmth from the past autumn season. Perfect. Just perfect. From his vantage point, with critical gray-green depths, he surveyed the vast garden below him. One same word. Perfect. Everything was. The weather had cooperated. It was not too humid and it was not too cold. All he needed was his family to make this special day astounding. Beau and his son, Sebastian, were out of his reach. It had been hours. He scowled.How long does it take to get ready?He loathed
FourMonths LaterBeau"I won't walk down the aisle until we found Dinara." Her chin was firmed and her brown eyes were flashing. She had made her position on such a touchy subject ages ago."Okay, detka. You win. But you have to sign this." She narrowed her gaze at her fiance. Though it was no use calling him that, everyone took leave to address her Mrs. Vasiliy or tzarina. She let them be. She was enjoying it anyway but she wouldn't admit it to the man towering over her with possessiveness."What are these?" There were at least five copies of documents that he wanted her signature on.His jaw clenched and he refused to answer. "I just need your signature, detka. Don't figh
DominicThis fucking man saved his life. His friend jumped out of nowhere and intercepted the fucking bullet meant for him.The Cartel leader now had a fucking bullet wound in his ribcage, it went through and through and it was stuck in Dominic's thigh. Still, he was grateful he lived. He couldn't leave his beautiful detka just yet.Grunting from the irritating pain in his leg, he half crawled towards his friend's bleeding body. They would make sure he'd live.Antoine Lemonte, sprawled on his back, his face blank and his brains splattered beneath him. He was only a few feet away, and Alec, Dominic's general, smoking gun in hand was looking down at him in disgust.The
BeauShe had to find Antoine Lemonte. It was her number one priority. They needed to get their lives back. Never had violence been an integral part of her life but for the family that had cared and accepted her without question, she would be willing to kill anyone posing as a threat.People had been coming in and out of their office. Dr. Hope was hovering nearby. And maman had been busy contacting people. Dominic's father was preparing the ransom. One billion worth of gold bars and diamonds.Fucking asshole!The bastard was greedy.I will find you.Incited by pure determination, her fingers were a blur on her keyboard, eyes glued to the screen. She played the audio louder, isolating other sounds, all that remained was Antoine's and his
DinaraWhere am I?Feeling like her head was splitting in two, she groaned. She tried to shift to lessen the ache. It was no use. Everywhere hurt. Especially her shoulder.Think!She couldn't. Her mind was blanked. So blanked.Something was telling her, this was bad. Wherever she was. It was bad. She had to go back to her family. Who were her family?Her blue-violet eyes opened and her lips twisted. Glancing around, she tried to remember where she was.This was some kind of a warehouse. She was on a small cot, IV inserted in the back of her left hand and she was in a Mickey Mouse shirt with bandages underneath. The room she was in was smal
The EnemyAntoine LemonteHe was cleverer than most men and he knew it. Dinara Vasiliy. She was on her way to him. Or she will once this was over.A bit damaged but he didn't care. He licked his lips in anticipation.His next mission. Money. Lots of it. And of course, the new tzarina. But he was hesitant over executing the rest of his plans.Dominic's bitch might prove to be a handful while the mafia princess was as sweet as they come.The anticipation was killing him. Nevertheless, he had to wait for the perfect timing. Jordan had the girl hidden somewhere.Antoine will give her time to heal b
DinaraShe had to do this. It was a risk she could take for Beau. Whatever information she gleaned from him, she would share it with her brother right away.Despite her bravado, she trembled. Questioning if she was doing the right thing.Danger lurked in the shadows. Maman had always drilled in her head that predators dwelled in the darkness. It was midnight.She was waiting at the estate's perimeter for half an hour and growing restless. Anytime she will be found by Dominic's security.Why did Arturo want to meet here? His letter was vague. All it said was he had something very important to tell her. About Beau's enemy. Why did her sister have enemies? She was an an
DominicBeauty Grace Anderson Vasiliy. All of his vast properties. His wealth. His empire had her name on it. The papers were finalized and signed as soon as he entered his domain.She was his world. The only woman he had allowed in his heart. She owned him. The unborn child growing inside her was proof of that.His plans should not have loopholes or else...Clenching his hands, his gaze roamed the office he now shared with Beau.No. Losing her would never happen.Dominic left her sleeping soundly on their bed. He had exhausted her. Good. She needed all the rest she could get.It was almost mid-afternoon and he was waiting for Rafael Montero to arrive. He was still skeptical if he could trust the man. Though his instinct told him to, he couldn't take the risk. Not with his detka's life at stake.The Mexican Cartel leader will have to share everything there was to know about him before he could trust the man. Only then could Dominic decide.What happened yesterday was a fucking setback
BeauShe was waiting for Dominic to join her in the library. His plane had just landed and he had assured her he will go straight home. Agitated, her mind kept running around with ideas. A full migraine attack brewing.What more could she do? The assassin had one goal it seemed. To bring Dominic down by killing her.And she was his Achilles heel.Knowing her husband-to-be, he will put her above anything first. And he would even sacrifice his life for her.No!She won't let him and she will do whatever was necessary to keep him safe. It was her duty.It was also her duty to keep herself and her unborn baby alive. She was Dominic's anchor. He could never live without her. Beau was one hundred per