SCARLETT.
My mother stands right before me. She's wearing a red dress. One that hugs her curves. Her makeup was sleek and so was her hair. Anyone would mistake her for the bride.
I stifled the laughter that nearly escaped my throat. Talking about reputation, I did not want the people around us to conclude that I was mentally deranged. From the way I had been acting since Kevin came to stand beside me, only a laugh would have given my mental stability away.
"The dress we got didn't just fit. Felt really weird,"
She pulled me away from the men, towards the steps that were filled with partiers holding drinks and conversing in different languages. We kept climbing till we finally got to the large doors that led to the drawing room. She pushed it open and shut it behind us before turning
SCARLETT.There was no one at the back. Just a couple making out and making stupid noises. I don't know why everything here seems to annoy me. Fucking annoys the hell out of me. I climbed down the steps, with my gown off the floor. I clutched my purse under my arm before stepping out into the night.And there he was, standing on the lawn and waiting behind the bushes. My brilliant Finn. He knows how to hide away even if there's no one here.As soon as I got to him, I threw myself into his outspread arms, wrapping my neck around him tightly. "God, it was so terrible there. I thought I wasn't going to make it out here,"He pressed me into his body and kissed my hair. "You're here now and we're together. You sound like you were being suffocated in there,"
SCARLETT."But I do know how to handle your type well," he whispered into my ears. His breath was hot against my ear. I moved away immediately and turned to search for Finn. He was no longer at the door.Shit. I'll have to take care of this myself.I was teetering on the edge of hitting this man across the cheek and pouring this drink on his face, but I remained still, holding back on the little ounce of civility I had left.I turned to look at him with a salty smile, aware of the barman's gaze on me. He had a small smile on his face like he was enjoying this. Fuck him."Don't you think it would be a good idea to fuck off?"He laughed. "Playing hard to get, are we? I know your
SCARLETT.I was awoken by a bang. I sat up immediately, my eyes wide in alert."Scar..." Finn said beside me. "It's just the rain,"Indeed, it was. The curtains were closed but I could hear the pitty-patter of the rain outside. It was warm here. Finn probably turned on the heater.I fell back into the bed, against Finn's arm. "How long have I been out?""An hour? It's just twelve," He said she kissed the top of my head. I closed my eyes and leaned into him, craving his warmth. The warmth being created by the heater was not enough. I wanted more and he knew I did so he pulled me into him."We didn't go out of the city again," I whined against his chest. "I wanted to spend time with yo
FINN. "Thank you." My fork stopped halfway into my mouth. I dropped it back on the plate. "What are you thanking me for?" "Everything," She said with a sigh. This had to be a joke but she looked really sincere. She meant it. "You've been here not just to satisfy my obsessive sexual desires, but you've also been here as a friend, a trustworthy and reliable person, an anchor. Literally, all I have needed." "Scarlett, you don't have to thank me for doing anything." "I know I shouldn't," She said with a smile. "But l, I've not had sex in the past few days and... I get horny. It's something I've been trying to quell. I mean, it's still there, but I don't feel like I am going to explode if I don't get fucked. I really want you to fuck
FINN."No work today, Finn."I sat up in bed immediately, wondering why she said that. Just when I glanced at the clock, I saw the time.Shit. It's ten."Is this why we won't be going to work? You must have forgotten that you are the boss," I said as I climbed out of bed.She had a glass of wine in her hand and her bathrobe tied around her. She woke up before me.Slipping her phone out of her robe pocket, she woke it with the power button and drew close to me before pushing it into my face. "Did you see? Sixty fucking missed calls,"I took the phone from her hand, staring at it with a frown. Her parents, Kelvin, and his parents. Damn
SCARLETT.With the way Finn described his home, I believed he lived in a ghetto area or something. I thought he lived in Modesto.Not that it mattered if he lived in a dilapidated building or anything. I didn't imagine he was going to but I thought he lived in the ghettoest of areas.As we drove through an avenue with clean roads and clean trees and grass, I thought we were going deeper into the trenches, but heck, it was a beautiful building almost at the end of the road with other beautiful houses surrounding it. So why didn't he want me to come? Was there something he was hiding?"Finn," I turned to look at him as he pulled into the very spacious garage. This didn't look like a house that belonged to a random middle-class American. "Is there something you're not telling me?"
FINN.If the circumstances had been different, I would have laughed out loud. Laughed to her face, because why the hell would she think I had someone? Why would she think I'd leave her over someone I had no idea about?She looked really upset. It meant she had been noticing how distracted I had gotten lately. Noticed how invested I had been in finding out who Kelvin really was.She wasn't going to understand. Not at all. It wasn't something I could easily tell her or anyone as that could put her at risk. And I also didn't want her to think there was someone in my life. Heck, she was the only thing my life revolved around after Raya. There was literally no time for me to look at anyone. Heck, I did not find anyone but her attractive. She was the only person I wanted. But then again, she had spoken about our contract, and everyth
SCARLETT.I don't think I'd ever get tired of feeling Finn's hands all over my body. He had become sort of an addiction that even my addiction to sex came second right now. I knew this wouldn't end up in sex and it didn't really bother me. Though my molten magma still boiled really hard, I seemed to have a way to control it. I seemed to have a way to forget about it.His hands left my face and traveled down my covered arms. He slipped his hands into my shirt and I moaned when his warm hands touched my skin. "Oh, Finn,""Hmm," He mumbled against my neck and kissed my sensitive spot. My fingers drove into his hair, massaging his scalp as he licked the skin of my neck. I began to ground against him, enjoying the feeling of his bulge against my core.His fingers traveled down my hi
THIRD PERSON’S POV "You know, it would do no damage if you told me where you were going that night," Scarlett asked as she leaned back on the lounge close to the pool area, hands on her belly, watching as Finn flipped steak on the grill. It had been three months now and that question had gone unanswered. No excuse for the lie Finn told could exonerate him. He turned towards her and sighed. "If you worry less about that night and more about the babies we are to have in less than six months, it'd be a good thing." She sat up. "Really? My husband sneaking out of the house late at night when he's supposed to fuck me the next morning doesn't deserve an answer?" Finn blew out a heavy breath and flipped the steak again before he turned to look at her, both hands on his hip. He looked really funny in the apron he was wearing. "I am starting to believe that the only reason you keep asking me this question is because I should have been fucking you instead of sneaking out of
SCARLETT. Worst day of my life. I didn't want to think of how things had gone this morning; how I had cried several times and ruined my makeup. How I had yelled at everyone, not minding if they were just there to do their jobs. None of the bridesmaids were my friends. I had told my friends I didn't want them to be bridesmaids when I was getting married to a man I hated the most. Wasn't it weird to be married to another man while going through a heartbreak from another to whom you had confessed your feelings to and he had done the same? Things were only going to get shittier from here and my parents were to blame. I hadn't spoken to either of them and as my father curled his arm for me to slip mine through, I cursed the day I was born into this family. I should have been poor and less privileged. Maybe Finn and I would have gotten married. I wondered what he was doing now. Happy with his family, on his way to falling in love with another woman who wasn't as problematic as
FINN. I'd gotten to the verge of telling her that I was her groom. It had taken a lot of restraint for me to actually walk away. As I drove towards the warehouse, I stared at the bag she had returned to me and sighed. I hated to put her in this position but that was it. After dealing with Kelvin tomorrow, I was to see the designer in charge of my wedding tux to get it fitted. It was going to be a long day for me tomorrow. As soon as I got to the warehouse, one of the guards standing by the entrance of the warehouse hurried towards me and bowed. "Boss, they are all waiting inside for you." Was I ever going to get used to being addressed as boss and treated like one? Because why did it feel a little weird that this man was treating me like a god? My father must have really had a huge impact on them for them to show me this much respect, age regardless. The warehouse was filled with people. Some worked on cars, and some sat around tables with drinks in front of them,
SCARLETT. All day, I waited for Finn to return with mixed feelings. What if something went wrong again? Wasn't he going to see Raya? He was supposed to be back in about three hours. But it was seven hours already and quite late. I had tried distracting myself with movies but then, my father had sent a text, telling me that my wedding dress was ready and would be delivered on my wedding day because he didn't want me ruining it. What the hell was going on? When I sent him a text, informing him that I was no longer getting married and that I didn't care if he was going to take all that I had, I didn't get a response. Calling him was futile because he didn't even pick up my call. I had to call my mother, who informed me that everything happening right now was out of her control. I had been infuriated by her words but that was it, I guess. I had spent the rest of the day fuming and waiting for Finn to return so I could narrate my ordeal to him. I was in the
FINN. For someone who I had believed was so powerful and controlling and could do anything he liked, Scarlett's father could really be humbled. After he had asked me to wait, he had led me to his study, his demeanor changing from one of scorn to the utmost respect. It was really amusing to see him humbled. We spoke for minutes and he decided that we had to work together. I hadn't made it easy for him anyway. I kept throwing jabs of how much of a terrible father he had been to Scarlett. "Finn, I know all of these," He had said at one point. "But I had to do certain things because she was my only child. If I hadn't been hard on her, she wouldn't be where she is today." "By that, you mean being aware that she was molested when she was a teenager and you did nothing about it? Going ahead to get her married to the same man who molested her when she was young. That's how you thought you were training her?" I asked, my voice laced with disgust. "You really did a bad job
FINN. I watched as she slept in my arms. We had talked after our kiss and she'd told me how she'd been at the therapist's twice this week and was getting better. I was so proud of her. She could actually do without me having to be there. She was becoming a better version of herself and I was extremely glad that I was there to witness it. I was never going to let her leave my side. She belonged to me now and it felt refreshing to know that this woman loved me as much as I did and had, in fact, loved me for a long time. Things were starting to fall into place. Meeting her was a miracle. I had to admit that to myself. Ignoring the ups and downs, she was really a blessing to me. Somehow, she has made me a better version of myself to her and my family. With her, I'd been able to afford a whole lot and I found out the truth about my father's life and how he was killed. I couldn't tell her. This was top secret but there was someone else I could tell. Someone who knew
SCARLETT. I had been pacing about the living room when I caught a glimpse of a black, matte Maserati stopping in front of my house. I had paused, wondering who it was, and when a familiar figure came out of the car, dressed impeccably and looking like he hadn't gone through a series of tortures from the man I hated most in the world, my heart flew. The glass of brandy I had been holding slipped into my hand and crashed to the floor as I burst into a fit of tears while still running toward him. Just as I opened the door, he was there, standing before me with a smile and I just knew, I just knew I had to tell him everything. I just knew he meant a lot to me. We were seated on one of the couches and I couldn't just take my hands off him. I touched his face, searched his hands for any form of bruises, and even had to pull his chest up. I covered a hand over my mouth and more tears slipped down my cheeks when I saw the red marks, he had gotten from being constantly electro
FINN."Your father, Fernandez Edwardo, was the Lord of the Dark Knight Mafia," Jason began. "He was the founder of this great foundation. He picked us all up when we needed to be helped. We were wanted for crimes we didn't commit and he stood by us till it was all resolved. We were recruited by him and that was when he created this group. After years of working hard, and putting in sweat and blood, we became one of the most influential Mafia groups in Italy. He finally decided that we extended to other parts of the world and America was one of them."This had to be some sort of movie set I was about to act in, right? This was the script being read out to me? The summary? But I listened."Things went well here and then, when it was time for us to return to base, he met your mother. Eliana. He fell for her. Hard. But one thing he didn'
FINN."Finn Davis?" He frowned. "Trenton Davis's son.""How do you know my father?" I asked and coughed."Damn!" He turned to the men by the door. "Lose him the fuck up!"But Kelvin stopped him. "Why should we do that?! He's my prisoner and he's going to be killed anyway!"The man turned to him with a glare. "You seem to have forgotten your place here, Kelvin. I advise you to step aside if you don't want things to go down wrongly for you.""And who the fuck is he that you want him untied, huh?!" Kelvin grumbled.The man turned to him. "He's the son of our late boss! So you better pay your fucking respects because he's now in charge of everyone as soon as he has been sworn i