Xavion.I was supposed to meet Dad at the Wreath Hall, but his driver, Amando, drove me to the nearest hospital, closer to my father's hotel.I got a message while I was inside the car. It was from my father, telling me I had to meet him in the hospital now. Mom is there and is safe.I had many things on my mind while moving closer to my mother's private room. The nurse assisted me earlier, and a few bodyguards were familiar when I entered the premises. They are all my father's guards.I tightened my jaw and stopped when I reached the private room's hallway. Jet and Zancho looked at me coldly and dipped their head down halfway. I continue walking, holding my heart, getting closer to my father's den.Damn this. My plan is now ruined, and my father now knows everything.The door opened, and I held my breath. I can't wait to see my mother. I hope she's okay."Xavion! Thank goodness you're okay!" Mom sprinted, and her arms flung into me. "I'm glad you're okay." She smiled and touched my
Quinn . The pain strikes my head the moment I open my eyes. The first thing I saw was a blur. I squeezed my eyes shut and reopened them, trying to focus to get a clearer vision this time. Oh my God. Where am I? What happened? As I rolled out of bed, my body stiffened, and I stood motionless like a robot. I just remembered what happened. The classical modern Italian designs in the room clashed with the vintage materials and linings, creating an overwhelming discordant atmosphere. Am I in a museum or a royal chamber? Perhaps I'm dreaming. Yes, I guess. I shut my eyes again, counting from one to five, and slowly opened. It was the same. I am standing in reality, and this is where I am. "Thank goodness you're awake." A woman's voice from behind. I turned around to see her, and my mouth parted. "Amara El Prestino. Nice meeting you, sis." She twisted her lips, looking at me from head to foot and back again. "Tsk, too lousy for an El Prestino blood. You can't even kill a frog, I bet
Quinn . "And why do you need her, Dad!? You have me! I can run the business. I know better than Quinn! She can't even fight like I do. How would a stupid woman like her will handle this type of job? Do you think this is some kind of a joke!?" I paused the moment I heard Amara's angry voice. It echoed all over the hallway. I came here courageously to talk to my father about what I wanted. I made a promise to him that I would do anything in exchange for ensuring the safety of Xavion's mother. I know Father did the job perfectly. Rolando told me what happened back in Russia. He rescued Xavion's mother from Dominique and is now okay. On the other hand, Dominique is now under the dungeon hell of my father's basement. I don't know where the place is, but Rolando said it's too far away from here. It's in an isolated area of hell. "She's perfect for the job, Amara. She's not like you. Quinn is demure, and on top of that, the Mercadeza knows her. They want her for Chad." "What!? Are you
Xavion . “Who?” I looked at Hendrix, feeling confused. "Amara El Prestino, bro. She’s here.” He moved his head, pointing to the private room next door. “Amara El Prestino? Quinn’s sister?” “Bingo. She contacted me this morning. It seemed like she knew that I was here staying at this hotel. I don’t know how she found out my location.” “Okay. I will accompany you inside.” I composed myself, getting ready for the battle. “Okay, but let me do the talking. We are not in Dalton. Remember that. We are in Greece now,” he reminded me again. “I understand, Hendrix. Cut to the chase. I want this done once and for all. I want to see Quinn. I don’t want to return to Italy or Dalton without her. I don’t bloody care.” I felt like my insides were burning. Longing for someone doesn’t complete me anymore. My life is meaningless without Quinn. I’m like a walking zombie without a head and heart. I want her back. I need her. That’s the only way I could only be myself again. “Remember, she’s a maf
Quinn.I looked at everyone around the place. They're all busy talking to their partners and friends. I walked around freely, observing everything. They don't know me yet. All their attention is on Amara and my father at the moment.I put a cherry in my mouth and ate it. Few staff are filling the Deli sections with goodies and cocktail drinks. Everything looks fancy and way different from how I was back then.I remember I was like a prisoner and was not allowed to talk to anyone back then. It's the opposite here. I can talk to all the guards, kitchen staff, and maids without an order. My father doesn't seem to care, but I presume it's part of his tactics."Tomorrow, Father will announce you to everyone as part of our clan. You will become an official El Prestino. It would be the start of your hell. And if you are not prepared for that, you better keep your act together and leave the place before the announcement. That's the only way you can save yourself, Quinn. I can't help you with
Xavion . "I miss you, Quinn." As soon as the helicopter took off, I embraced Quinn tightly. My heart beats erratically like it's ready to come out of my chest. "It scared the hell out of me. I don't want to lose you again. I thought Chad would do something to stop us." I whispered, burying my face on her neck. I felt the tender caress of her fingers raking my hair, giving me the comfort I'd longed for since she was gone. "But he didn't do anything like how I always remember him. He's a good guy. Amara and Chad look good together. Amara likes him so much, and I'm happy for them," she had a smile on her face. "We're ready to land, Xav," Hendrix announced. "Sure," I answered and fixed Quinn's gears before mine. "I miss you too," Quinn whispered back, sweetly responding to my message earlier. We landed safely at Piraeus. Although the city is crowded, everything seems quiet since it's already midnight. Our next stop is Enzo's private aircraft. Upon our arrival, we were promptly gr
***Three years later***Quinn."Thank you," I sweetly smiled at the attending nurse, Marie, when she passed me my grandmother's pills."You're welcome, Miss Quinn. By the way, I told Chef Maximo about your request. It will be ready by dinner, he said.""Oh, no! You did? My goodness. I was only joking, Marie.""No, you're not! I know it's your favorite one. Don't worry. I'll take care of it. Byee!" She waved fast enough and headed straight to her shift.I shook my head. I can't believe this. She's a character and has been doing all these silly requests for a while. It's surprising how Marie remembers everything about my story tale and favorites."Is Marie retaking your orders?" Grandma asked. She had just finished her shower."Yes, Gran." I shook my head with a smile on my face. "Here, take this." I handed the pills together with some water to Grandmother."Thank you, my dear." She took it quick. She knows I will wait until she'll gulp everything."All gone, and I'm ready for the day,
**Book Two** Xavion . "Who? What company?" My brow slightly raised as I turned towards Glenn, my cousin. "Mr. Jason Gray, the CEO of GSM Corporation, Xav. It's not a massive company, but it's big enough to put our investment into them. They have three branches abroad. One is in Queensland, one is in Illinois, and one is in Paris. They want to expand a branch here in Dalton. And for them to do that, they need to get into our company first. They need to merge with us." Glenn paused and took a deep breath. He looked at me seriously, reading what's inside my mind now. I gritted my teeth as we stared, and the feeling of anger rose in me once again. "It's a good company to invest in, Xavion. I know you rejected them six months ago, and for whatever reason you had back then, I respected it. It's all up to you to decide now. What do you want to do?" I inhaled calmly and looked at Glenn's eyes. It's time to face my favorite mistake. "Okay. Let's listen to their proposal. I'm free first
Diezel's POV . "You have to understand your son. You can't just push him to marry someone against his heart. He is a Mondragon. And being a Mondragon man only means one thing. . . We are born stubborn to the content of our hearts. We stick to what our hearts dictate no matter how fucking twisted the path we choose. We dedicate ourselves to one woman. We fight for love and go crazy with it." I gritted my teeth as I listened to Xavion's parents, who were sitting beside me. I have never experienced love before, so I do not know what it feels like. I grew up in a tough but humorous environment surrounded by good and bad individuals. I am currently accompanied by my cousins, who are pretty eccentric. The black Mondragons are my favorites, and I belong to them. I am one of them. But the hell, I am here facing the same sky, standing beside Xavion's father. "When is the wedding?" Xavion's mother looked at me. "Tomorrow, Zia." I swallowed hard, avoiding her gaze. Zia Maricor reminds me
Quinn . -matured content- Xavion reclaimed my lips, kissing me hungrily. I opened my mouth and welcomed every thrust of his tongue as it explored every corner of my mouth. His hand pushed the hem of my skirt, caressing my thighs. I gasped in anticipation, and my body melted. Every touch of his hand in between my thigh sends thousands of heat inside me. His lips traveled down my neck. I giggled when I felt his lips around there. I continue massaging his nape. He swept me in his arms and gently eased my body on the bed. Our eyes locked briefly, and his weight pushed my body on the mattress. "I love the look of your eyes, Quinn. It speaks of wanting me, darling." He said, licking his lips and his hand gently caressing my side, aiming to unhook my bra. My body arched, and the moment he unhooked my bra and took off my top, his lips came crashing on mine again. "Oh, dammit." He groaned, and I moaned when I felt the gentle massage of his hand on my breast. I was already on fire. Ever
Quinn.Half sleeping, I reached out for Xavion. I can still remember what happened last night. I had a slight fever, and his embrace healed me. His manly scent completed the whole of me I'd longed for years. With my eyes shut, I smiled and moved my right hand, reaching his side. I love the feeling of touching his warm chest. Instead, I felt the cottony, fluffy texture of a pillow.I was wide awake in an instant. He is no longer beside me.I took my dressing gown that was hanging on the dressing chair, put it on, and ran towards the kitchen. I was relieved to see Xavion preparing something. I thought he left me."Hey, good morning, Quinn! You've got the best chef here on the Island. Let's eat!" Diezel greeted me with a full mouth of food.Xavion turned to see me carrying freshly brewed coffee. And his dashing smile gives a warm feeling inside me."Oh, you're awake." Xavion smiled, looking so hot on his white top. He put down his cup of coffee and strode sexily towards me."I thought y
Xavion . "It's too dangerous, Xavion. I won't let you fly on your own. Use my yacht. It's better than flying a helicopter. It's better to be safe than sorry, bro. The rain hasn't stopped. There was no storm, but a low-pressure area is building up North." Norman sighed and shook his head. I gritted my teeth, facing the dark sky. Quinn is waiting for me. I need to go to her now. "The yacht may take you six hours, and it's fine. It doesn't matter if you arrive late on the Reserve Island, Xavion. It's better to land safely. Using the helicopter will give you zero visibility." Norman continued. "I guess I have no choice," I silently uttered. "It's alright." Norman patted my shoulder and chuckled. "You want this, and I understand that. She may not be happy with this, but you have to listen to her. Yes, she's still your Quinn, the same person as before, but she has a lot of priorities now. Diezel abducted her this morning without permission and - " "I have settled everything, Norman.
Quinn . And like a child, as soon as the yacht docked, I ran free towards the house where I used to be. "Xavion! Xavion!" I shouted for his name. I was not listening to Diezel anymore. "Hey, Quinn! Fai attenzione ai serpenti, Amore mio!" I stopped and looked around the sand. I almost forgot that this Island has a lot of snakes around, not to mention the prickly weed I hate the most! I turned around to see Diezel, and he started carrying the goods on his shoulder. I twisted my lips and continued walking a little faster this time. I nervously looked at each corner because of the snakes. "Snakes are good at hiding. Don't worry. I believe the boys cleaned the place." Diezel said, and he was now walking towards me, carrying two sacks of goods on his shoulders, which seemed heavy. I stopped again, letting him pass through me first, and I curiously followed him. I realized Xavion was not around because the place was too quiet. Diezel went inside the house, organizing all the stuff.
Quinn . "Who are you? What do you want from me? Let me go!" I kicked my feet, hoping to unhook the tie. But it was too tight. I couldn't even maneuver my body. I don't know what happened after I passed out. I was about to see Jarrod to talk about the other business proposal. But here I am, now sitting in this coffin-shaped box. "Hey! Are you listening? Where are you going to take me? Let me go! I'm busting. I need to go to the toilet!" I said nervously. It's a lie. I will find a way to escape, but then again, I don't know how. The yacht is moving fast, and this idiot will probably take me somewhere isolated. "Hello!? Hey!" I yelled out. Judging by his body build, he is a pro. Broad shoulders, stern frame, perfect body built where I could not see any fats. It's all muscles in there with more than six packs. Neat look with a pleasant smell. I should be scared. But I'm not. I'm thinking of a way to escape once this yacht will dock. Xavion? I shut my eyes, thinking about him. I
Xavion . “I’m sorry, Xavion, but I can’t. I don’t think this is right. What about Trinity? She invested herself so much in you for three years. You can’t just wipe her in a snap. It’s not right… a-and what about your parents? Your mother hates me. And your father still doesn’t approve of me.” My heart dropped to the ground the moment I heard it from her. It kept playing on my head like a dislocated player disc. Fucking dammit! I could feel the screams of frustration at the back of my throat as the pain kept squeezing my chest. “Hey, bro, are you listening to me?” Glenn furrowed his brows and looked at me intently with a serious expression. “Something is wrong with you. Come on, tell me.” He stood firmly before me, crossed his arms, and demanded to know what was wrong. I stood up, sighed, and turned my back on Glenn, trying to figure out everything about Quinn. I have to do something, or I’ll go insane with this again. This can’t be effing happening. "Xavion Xavier Mondragon?
Quinn . "The past is the past. It happened already. We made mistakes. Nobody is perfect. Now, we learned from it...we are what we are now, and we must face reality. Now is the right time to choose your heart, Quinn. Never be afraid anymore, my child. All well be okay..." I smiled, remembering Grandmother's message to me. My eyes are still shut, feeling the warmth and comfort of my bed. It felt like I was sleeping on the clouds, and I felt light and complete. Xavion? My eyes automatically opened the moment I remembered him. "What the. . ." Like a robot, I got up and quickly sat on the edge of the bed. I'm wearing an oversized white man's long sleeve. It went above my knees, and I ran straight to the toilet when I remembered what had happened. Relax, self. I need to use a toothbrush first. Since this is not my place, I put some toothpaste on my pointy finger and brushed it on my teeth. I gurgle up with mouthwash after washing my face. I was a complete mess last night. I vomit
Xavion . "I'm sorry," she said, almost like a whisper. I felt my jaw tighten as I carefully placed her on top of my bed. She let go of me, and she sounded asleep already. I slowly stood up and stared at her for a second, releasing a sigh. I move to the end of the bed and take off her stilettos. I slightly shook my head after removing them. Seeing the anklet with a dangling pendant, I gave her more than three years ago proves she still loves me. I sighed, stood up, gritted my teeth, and surveyed her clothes. I guess I have no other choice but to change her. The top she's wearing with her fit body blazer looks uncomfortable. I shook my head and sat on the edge of the bed. "I don't know what to do with you, Quinn. You are stubborn as hell. Do you think you can handle everything on your own? You are wrong, darling," I weakly uttered. I was about to unbutton her blazer, but her hands moved, now touching my fingers. "Xavion…" She opened her eyes, and my heart fluttered. There was a