"What the—" Loretta sprang up from the bed and found Fabian sitting in front of her.She looked out the window and realized it was morning already.What was he doing in her room? How long had he been there? Did he plan to kill her in her sleep?"Good morning, Miss Cruz, is anything the matter?" Fabian greeted with a warm smile on his face.Loretta held her blanket tight, holding it so close to her like her life depended on it. She kept wondering how he was still smiling, knowing full well that she had stabbed him.But then again, why would he call her by her surname? He was up to something, but what?"W—What... are you do–doing here?" Loretta stuttered, her voice barely audible."I think you should be asking me how I spent my night, not why I'm here. Or did you expect me to die at the hospital?"'Hospital? He was at the hospital? Damn! This is bad, so, so bad,' Loretta cried in her head."I'm sorry." Loretta's voice broke."Why are you sorry?" Fabian ran his hands through his perfect
It's been more than a week, and Loretta had not stepped her feet out of the room.She was worried and was already feeling bored. The only events she engaged in were waking up, bathing, and then having breakfast, lunch, and dinner offered to her in her room.She couldn't help but wonder why Fabian had not come to check on her.Was he still angry about the stab? Tons of thoughts kept filling Loretta's head.She wasn't a little girl; she knew what it meant when a Mafia boss got a woman as his pet.Apart from the last time she met Fabian, that was his only attempt to kiss her, which he didn't succeed at.Wait a minute, why did she care about him and his touch? Was she missing him already?Missing the man who shot her father's leg and dropped her here? The man she tried to stab and escape from? Well, the situation was complicated.Loretta had considered leaving or escaping several times, but she remembered the Mafia boss's threat.First, she didn't know how he knew her plan as she never sa
"I'm sorry, what?" The brown-haired woman couldn't believe her ears...Go out with the most feared and respected mafia and billionaire? That was something way above her league.But why was he doing it? The reasons weren't clear to Loretta."I said that—""I'm sorry to interrupt, but what would you like to have?" The waiter with a strong Italian accent asked."Whatever she will have is fine by me," Fabian said with a smile on his face.Why the hell did he do that? Well, it seemed like Loretta wasn't in the mood for games, so she ordered, "I'll have a Bruschetta, just a small one, and a half portion of the Carbonara, okay? And a glass of Pinot Grigio, thanks."The waiter bowed and left."Didn't know you like things in halves?" Fabian asked, but his hands were drawing some circles on the back of Loretta's wrist, and it did something to her.She was uncomfortable, but she liked the discomfort. She wanted him to stop, and at the same time wanted him to continue.Snapping herself out of it,
Loretta rushed over Wilma's body, "Stay with me. Please, stay with me." Loretta immediately tore a piece from her gown so she could stop the bleeding."Someone should call 911!" Loretta shrieked.The room was scattered with people, screaming, and running around.The guards and security men had crowded the room as everyone had appeared to protect their bosses.One of Fabian's guards held Loretta back while she tried to reach out to Wilma, who was being carried away by two other guards."Let go of me!" Fabian's pet screamed, but the guard held her firmly."Let me handle this." Fabian dismissed the guard that was holding her and tried to touch Loretta, but that earned him a slap on his face."Don't you dare touch me, I'm not a project to be handled." Loretta spat and was about to leave the ball to chase after Wilma.At this point, she didn't care if anyone was looking at her or not. This was her fault.She shouldn't have agreed to come with Wilma or even come at all.Because of her stupi
"Rise and shine, sleepyhead!" Loretta's eyes blinked open, waking up to the voice.Her head still throbbed from the previous night. "What happened?" She placed her hand on her head. "What are you doing in my room?" she yelled and then regretted it as her head pounded."It's time for breakfast, honey. But first, you’ve got to take these pills for the headache," the new guard assigned to her said, handing her a glass of water and a pill."I said, what are you doing in my room?" Loretta repeated, quieter but laced with suppressed anger."I'm your new Wilma.""Wait, I know you." The brown-haired lady squinted as she tried to remember where she had seen him before."Yeah, we met yesterday. I helped you out of the car.""Yeah, you're the guard that talks." Loretta smiled, remembering the incident."Guard that talks? That's rude. 'Cause we talk.""I know you guys talk. You just seem nice." Loretta was blushing. She couldn't explain how she felt around him, but her tummy could."Now can you t
"Answer me, Retta. What do you want from me?" Fabian repeated his question, this time almost spelling out the words, but the lady he was referring to was startled.She took two steps backward, and when she wanted to take the third, he grabbed her by the waist, and her heart jumped.Loretta could see the hunger in his eyes, and she regretted saying those words."I won't touch you, Retta, until you ask.""Why?""What's the fun if I just subdue you, though I want to? I think I just want to see you ask for it; that's when the fun is.""I... Umm, I think—I..."The door opened, and Mikel signaled for Fabian to come closer. "I think there's a problem," Mikel whispered but loud enough for Loretta to hear it.Loretta didn't care about what was going on; she was still catching her breath from that difficult conversation with Fabian.She felt like someone who had just run a marathon.The brown-haired lady sat on her bed and began to stare at Mikel and Fabian, but it seemed more like she was admi
"What is it?" Mikel asked, noticing the change in his boss's expression.He didn't need anyone to tell him that his boss had just received bad news, or worse.Without saying a word, Fabian handed the phone to Mikel."What the heck? Who on earth is trying to make enemies with an Antonio?" Mikel said as he sent the message to the tech guys to trace the sender."Why do you think it's a new enemy?" Fabian turned to look at him."The old ones are afraid of you. This should be someone new." Mikel maintained his stance."Yeah, but I have a feeling it's an old one. Someone I have probably forgotten." Fabian rested his chin on his hand."Fuck!" Mikel cursed."What is it?""They weren't able to trace the number.""Did you think you were going to get a location? Trust me, if we got a location, it's going to be a trap," Fabian expressed, and Mikel knew he was right. Almost immediately, another text came into Fabian's phone. It was from the previous texter."Sir, you have another message.""If it'
"How are you so good at this?" Loretta cried out in frustration after losing the game for the fifth time."Do you want me to let you win?" Lincoln snorted, staring at her with his tender eyes."Seriously? I shouldn't have to ask; you're just supposed to know that I need to win to feel happy." Loretta yelled as she laughed."Okay, don't worry, honey, I'll let you win this time.""Asshole." The brown-haired lady cursed and hit him playfully.Wait a second, why was he calling her 'honey'? Did he mean it, or was he just a fun person?"Okay, I won't let you win; I'll just try to take it slow with you. If you win this time, then you did it because you're playing with someone at your level."For some reason, Loretta took offense. "Are you trying to say that I'm dumb, so you have to stoop so low so I can win? You're pitying me.""No... Somehow, but... Come on. You know that's not what I mean. Fine, I'll play as I've been playing, and you'll fail again.""So you're calling me a failure?" Loret