BRYAN'S POV"That's not even a question. I love you and trust me, right now all I want to do is make sweet love to you, but..." I trailed off, and she pulled me into a kiss."I want it. I don't care," she said, and I kissed her back hungrily as I gripped her ass, trailing kisses down her chest.My lips reached the pink buds of her breasts, and as I took them into my mouth, she moaned out. I sucked on them as her fingers ran down my back, and then I captured her lips in a sweet kiss.My fingers trailed down, checking if she was wet enough. I was nervous because this was the first time I would be having s*x with a virgin, not just any virgin, but the woman I’m crazy about, the woman who makes me happy."Tell me if it hurts, okay? I promise I’ll stop," I whispered, and she nodded."Open your eyes, watch me take you," I instructed, as I began to penetrate her slowly."Ahh... ahh," she cried softly.I paused, kissing her lips to distract her. I wasn’t even halfway in yet, and we were alrea
BRYAN'S POVThe ride back to the estate was quiet, and guilt gnawed at me. I couldn’t believe we fought just after taking our relationship to the next level. I messed up. I’ll explain everything to Laura. I didn’t even cheat on her, so why am I complicating things for myself?As soon as I parked the car in front of the mansion, she stormed off without waiting for me."Baby," I called out, cursing under my breath. I hurried after her but froze on the spot."Darling, I’ve missed you so much," the voice I dreaded echoed behind me. She walked up and kissed me like she always had.Laura stood still beside me, her eyes wide, and everyone else was staring. I wiped my lips in a rush, as I watched as Laura headed straight for our room."Sylvia... I told you not to come here," I muttered, facing her."Why? Is it because you have a new fling? You never used to mind," she teased with a chuckle."That was my fiancée, Sylvia. Please, go home," I stated, and her jaw dropped, hurt flashing in her ey
BRYAN'S POVLaura and I arrived at the airport safely, but I knew I needed to meet with Blake before things got out of hand. He wasn’t just threatening me, he was threatening to destroy everything. He wanted me back in the business full time.But now that I have Laura, I don’t want anything to jeopardize the life we’re building together.“What do you want?” Blake demanded as soon as I stepped into his office.“You’re threatening me, Blake. I saw your messages. Why are you so determined to ruin my life?” I blurted out angrily.“Ruin your life?” Blake shot back, his voice rising. “Mia died because of your enemies. Don’t stand there and act like you don’t owe me!”I was speechless for a moment. “Owe you? I only got involved in your business because we lost Mia, and I was trying to cover things up. You’re the one who trapped me in this mess. I just want out, Blake. Please.”Blake walked over to his desk and turned to face me. “Because of Laura?”“Excuse me?” I responded, trying to stay ca
LAURA'S POV“Is he dead?” Kora rushed to my side, checking if the man was truly lifeless. “Oh my God! Oh my goodness!” I gasped, tears streaming down my face.“Babe, the guy is dead,” she whispered, and I stood frozen in place, more tears falling. She quickly typed on her phone, and it wasn’t long before Bryan arrived with the police.“Mine,” he called softly, and I broke down, sobbing as he pulled me into his arms, rubbing my back to soothe me.“I’m here, everything’s under control. Trust me, baby,” he repeated over and over again as I cried.I felt traumatized and didn’t know how to process what had just happened. The police asked us a few questions before letting us go, also taking Bryan’s car for further investigation.“Sweetheart,” he began, noticing how tightly I clung to his hand as he drove us home. “You know you need to talk to me, right? Laura, I’m worried.” He glanced over as I wiped away more tears.“He was murdered because of me, Bryan,” I whispered, but he shook his hea
LAURA'S POV"Let's break up. I can't do this anymore," I declared, watching as he stared at me like I had completely lost it."Laura, you know what happened to me when Mia left. I can't... bear to lose you too," he responded in a soft voice, and my heart ached for him, but I have to do this, I have to take this step."Bryan, we shouldn't have gotten into this relationship in the first place. I'm so sorry," I added softly, and he pulled me closer."Is it because of Sylvia? You're leaving me because she's in the picture now?" His voice trembled, and I felt tears rolled down my cheeks."Mia died because of your involvement with the likes of Sylvia and the mafia!" I snapped, anger surging through me as he looked at me in disbelief. I knew I had crossed a line with those words, and he turned away."Leave," he muttered, barely audible, as he struggled to keep his anger in check."Get out!" he suddenly roared, and I cried harder.At that moment, I knew I had made a huge mistake by bringing u
BRYAN'S POV"I'm pregnant," Sylvia repeated, and I stared at her, completely speechless. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. The fact that she seemed so relaxed about this was giving me a mini heart attack."Sylvia, you can't be pregnant," I uttered in total confusion, and she looked at me as if I'd lost it."Bryan, are you serious right now? I just told you I'm carrying your baby, I'm carrying our baby and all you can say is I can't be pregnant? What do you mean I can't be pregnant?" she shouted, her voice rising in anger."I..." I started but trailed off, and she let out a bitter chuckle."Don't mess with me, Bryan. You can't get me pregnant and then act like I'm accusing you of something you didn’t do!" she exclaimed, tge frustration was clear in her voice."Sylvia, I was drunk. You know I'm still trying to heal from what happened between me and Laura," I muttered quietly, keeping my tone calm."Laura, Laura, Laura! Is that all you ever think about? What's wrong with yo
BRYAN'S POVA YEAR AND A FEW MONTHS LATER.“The goods have already arrived, and I’m certain David understands what’s expected of him,” Trenton commented, placing the files on my desk. He sat across from me, dressed in a shiny black three piece suit that fit him perfectly. He leaned back in his chair, trying to figure out my thoughts. After the whole incident with Laura, I gave up fighting Blake and threw myself into the business. The mafia isn’t just about bloodshed, guns, and crime. It’s a place where only the ruthless and selfish thrive. The weak are taken advantage of, and the rich grow richer, while the poor get poorer. “The shipment for Blake in Venice didn’t go as planned. We lost five soldiers,” Oscar reported, and I rubbed my face in frustration. Blake is using Premium Trust to cover up his dirty dealings. “Again? What went wrong this time, Oscar?” I burst out angrily, lighting a cigarette. The smell filled the room as Oscar ran a hand through his hair. “Trent and I
LAURA'S POV“Red Rose! Red Rose! Red Rose!” the crowd chanted as I faced off against my opponent in the ring. Sweat dripped from my face, soaking my shirt. I wiped the blood from the corner of my lip and threw a punch, sending the girl stumbling. Seizing the moment, I attacked again, hitting her with all my strength. She groaned in pain as she fell on the floor, the crowd roaring in excitement. Just before I could throw another blow, someone pulled me away. “That’s enough,” a male voice commanded as he dragged me back. “Control yourself, Laura!” he hissed, but I shot him an angry glare. “Get out of the ring,” he ordered, and I took a deep breath before stepping out. We left the underground fighting arena as the crowd continued to cheer. “Laurette…” he started, and I turned around. “It’s Laura. I hope I don’t have to repeat myself. Be more careful jumping into the ring during my fights,” I warned him strictly, my voice laced with anger. He rubbed his neck awkwardly. “