"I can't continue to live in this place, Paola. Its suffocating. " Carina said to Paola. Paola moved around the kitchen making lunch. It’s been two weeks and Marco had left her without telling her when he would be back. " Trust me it will only get better. Ricardo is not a bad man. " Paola murmured trying to make her feel better, but it was not working. She had been here for over two months and she still could not see the bright side. My dreams are dead, they have been killed. There was no point of me moving out of my parents house in the first place, she thought to herself. "Paola, I don't know that. A man taking me from my house and stripping me of everything I have is not a good person. I didn't even get a choice in any of this whole mess,” she sulked. She had been sulking since Marco left. " Now come on darling. Don't cry over spilled milk. Why don't you have your lunch? You'll feel better,” She said as she placed a plate of grilled steak and salad in front of her. Carina red
In no time Carina and Ricardo arrived at their destination. Ricardo helped her out of the limo and a gasp left her lips as they were both bombarded with the paparazzi. For the first time, Carina felt safe in Ricardo’s arms. She wondered if he was so famous that the press flocked around him. She had never seen him in gossip magazines so she was somewhat surprised. As they stepped into the mansion where the function was being held, it felt like all eyes were on them. She began to feel heat over the back of her neck under their piercing gazes. A picture was taken of them before everyone turned back to mind their business. Carina admired the bright lightening and the hanging chandeliers. They added so much ambience to the room.People were dressed so elegantly. It was obvious everyone here was moneyed. She began to feel somewhat confident and glad that she didn’t look out of place. That was not what caught her attention, it was the exquisite red diamond displayed in the center of the ro
Ricardo stared at Carina absentmindedly as he downed some of the scotch from his pocket bottle. She was beautiful, he noticed from the way the light from the moon shone on her face. She was fast asleep breathing softly with her plump lips slightly parted. He proceeded to unbutton his shirt as he contemplated getting in bed with her. He stood to his feet dropping his shirt. He only took 2 steps towards her when he remembered how she dismissed him earlier. A scowl made its way to his face as he sat back down and drank some more. He should never have brought her here in the first place. She was beginning to occupy his every thought and breath. He vividly remembered how he reacted when they had been viewing the mansion. He felt like killing every man that looked at her for more than a second. That was a first for him, previously he always liked the woman on his arm being the center of attention for men, but with Carina it was different. He ran his hand through his hair and took another
Carina pouted her lips up at him. Ricardo did not waste time. His lips met hers causing her to moan into his mouth. His tongue began to roam her mouth, causing her arms to go up and around his neck. She leaned up onto her tippy toes so she could kiss him back. Ricardo’s hands caressed her behind. His fingers spreading over her derrière, pressing her into his arousal. His hands went under her bottom and he carried her so her legs would wrap around his waist. Carina arched her back when she felt his hand sliding up the sides of her satin shorts over her bare skin. It was unnerving how much Ricardo’s touch would have her in a withering mess. They made their way to the bed and he expertly took off her pajama shirt. His eyes darkened as he took in her chest. His hands softly massaged her breasts before he brought them to his lips. The way he left kissed over her chest made her feel like he was worshipping her. It was like a slow torment and she didn’t want him to stop. Carina moaned ou
Three months have officially been over since Carina arrived on Ricardo’s estate. Marco, her brother, had not paid up which meant she was here to stay. She sighed as she moved Ricardo’s arm from around her waist. She put on his shirt that was laying on the bedside chair to cover herself. She took a whiff of it and felt her body relax as she inhaled his smell. She slowly buttoned up the shirt before she put on a pair of her shorts that lay on the other side of the room. A small smile made its way to her face as she remembered Ricardo enjoyed throwing her clothes all over the place. The smile left as quick as it came because she remembered how she didn’t want to be around him right now. Her eyes instinctively moved to his sleep form on the bed. His hand reached out, with his lips slightly parted, as if he were looking for her. She shook her head to remind herself she was upset at him. She turned and proceeded to open the door only to come in contact with Lucas. What is he doing up so
Carina sat in the dimly lit room with her stomach in knots. She was told she would be having her dinner here. Why did her brother always manage to get involved in shady business? She had her guard up since she had been taken none too kindly from her new apartment, might she add. She wondered just what her brother had gotten himself into this time. It was always one thing or another. This time, she hoped her father could help sort it out because she did not want to stay in this house another minute. Marco, her brother, had said he was coming over to collect her but he was taking time.She heard a noise come from the other end of the room and she turned. That's when she saw him. The tall brooding male entered the room and it was like he dominated the whole area. She could feel his presence before he even covered the distance between them. She supposed this was ‘The Boss’ they kept mentioning.Soon as he came to her side, she voiced out what had been going through her mind. "What am I
Chapter One. Carina Rodriguez had just finished a nice day at work. It had been her first week and it had gone pretty well. Her boss was kind. Ann McLaren. She liked that she believed in her. She didn’t know how, but she had gotten this job purely out of luck because she didn’t even know what she was doing. Carina said her goodbyes to everyone and promised she would go out for a drink next Friday. She entered her new car and made her way to her new apartment. Perks she got for being the assistant to the financial officer. She turned down the radio when her phone blared to life. Paris Connor, her best friend's name, was flashing on the screen. She picked up and set it to speaker."Cari we need to celebrate this weekend," Paris's voice was loud, she was full-on screaming. Carina always wondered what made her so enthusiastic. Maybe it was her new found lover. She loved how her friend always came to life when she was in a new relationship. She wished she could live life like Paris, but
Marco pulled into the estate. He got down from the BMW i8 and made his way to the front door. The house was surrounded by gun men. Was Ricardo going to really keep his sister away from him? He knew they wouldn't dare pull the trigger.Surely he thought Ricardo knew him better. He was a dangerous and very reseved man. No one dared Ricardo Silverio. Over the five years he had worked for Ricardo, he always hid his sister from this world he didn't want dangerous men like Ricardo to know his weakness. Marco just wondered why Ricardo decided to take his sister.He barged into the house he had gotten accoustumed to Paola. That was the first person he thought to look for. He knew he could coerce her into telling him where his sister was. He just hoped he wasn't too late."Paola." He said entering into the kitchen to see her clearing up."Como estás, Marco " How are you, Marco? She asked in her native language, smiling when she saw Marco. She was like a mother to all."Where is Ricardo?" Marco