Valentina pov "Good boy, you listened to Aunt Martha today, didn't you? I'm so proud of you," I said with a soft smile, ruffling Felix's hair gently. He nodded twice in response, his toothy grin lighting up his face as he puffed out his chest and leaned into my touch like a little puppy seeking affection. "You finished your broccoli too? All of it?" I asked softly again, recalling how, just yesterday, when Martha tried to feed him broccoli, he had bolted into my room, clinging to me like a lifeline and stubbornly refusing to eat even a single bite. Despite all the maids’ attempts to persuade him, Felix wouldn’t listen to anyone but me. So seeing him behave so obediently now felt like nothing short of a miracle. But that wasn’t even the most surprising part about this kid. Just minutes ago, I had been caught off guard by the sight of a small army of maids chasing after him, their frantic cries of “Master Felix!” echoing through the halls as he ran to me. Meanwhile, Felix just
Alexander povI have never been… sexually assaulted in my thirty years of living.Who would dare to do such a thing? No one in their right mind would risk being skinned alive. Yet this girl before me had done it without a moment’s hesitation, as if she were completely unaware of the consequences.This girl—this reckless, stupid girl—not only hugged me but had the audacity to kiss me without my consent. For a moment, my brain short-circuited, my eyes widening in shock as I struggled to process what was happening. No matter how hard I tried to think or react, I couldn’t. My body refused to move.Damn it.Her soft, plump lips pressed against mine as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me closer. She was stiff, unmoving, yet determined. One would think it was her first time kissing someone, with how flushed her face was, and how she seemed to hold her breath. But there was something unsettling in her expression, something that made her appear almost like a creep. My heart p
Alexander stood frozen, his eyes locked on Felix as the boy positioned himself protectively in front of me. The air was thick with tension, and for a moment, it felt like they were engaged in a silent staring contest. Neither of them backed down or looked away and everyone around me held their breath and watched, waiting to see what would happen. At that moment, it was almost impossible not to notice the striking similarities between Alexander and Felix. Similar dark hair, gray eyes and the way they both carried themselves. Felix was basically the mini Alexander, both radiating a natural air of authority, though Felix was only still a child compared to his father. He lacked the sheer dominance and power that Alexander exuded. Nevertheless, the kid still stood his ground, he didn't flinch– not once before the imposing figure of the man before him. I raised a brow in confusion at the scene, wondering what on earth was going on. I couldn’t understand how everything spiraled out of co
Alexander pov“P-please, I’m begging you, Boss! I didn’t betray you. I swear, I didn’t kidnap the young master! I only took him for a walk, and before I knew it, someone knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, the young master was gone. Please, believe me—I swear on my life!” The woman’s screams pierced my ears, echoing like a siren's call, a haunting wail that seemed to bless my senses. It ignited something deep within me, sending a spark through my veins—it made me crave more.I needed more."Really? You swear on your life? How amusing. You're pleading for your life, yet you're willing to stake it so easily," I said, crossing my legs with an air of indifference.“I swear, I didn’t betray you, Boss!” she pleaded, her voice trembling.“Then why did you go into hiding, hmm? If you didn’t do anything wrong, you wouldn’t have needed to run.” I leaned closer. “It’s common sense, really.”“Because I know you’ll kill me, Boss,” she stammered, tears streaming down her face. “If I was caugh
Valentina pov"So you're telling me that I won't be sleeping with Alexander tonight?" I asked, my voice filled with shock as I stood there, suitcase in hand."But why?! I've even packed my clothes and everything. Did we used to sleep in separate rooms before? Because, quite frankly, tell me—what kind of husband and wife sleep in different rooms?"Martha's eyes flickered to the suitcase in my hand, a hint of amusement crossing her features before she quickly cleared her throat. The smile vanished, and she spoke with an almost businesslike tone."That is because sir believes madam is not well enough to share a bed with him. He has given orders for you to stay in this room for the time being until you recover."I scoffed, rolling my eyes at her words. Damn it, we’d been repeating the same thing for the past five minutes and she wasn’t listening."But I’m fine," I insisted, my voice thick in frustration. "I know my body better than anyone else, and I strongly believe I’m well enough to ha
Alexander pov"Dear husband, let’s have sex.". I raised a brow at her statement, my eyes darkening as she stepped into the room without hesitation—without a care for the fact that I was standing there with no clothes on, or the fact that a gun was aimed directly at her head.At that exact moment, as she stood before me with lustful eyes, I came to a very clear conclusion: this girl was crazy.This wasn’t how I had imagined things unfolding. When I chose to spare her life and use her instead, I never expected it to turn out this way. I had expected her to be timid—scared—anything but this bold and willful girl standing before me.Hell, I hadn’t even started my revenge for what her father had done, and yet, here she was, already driving me insane. From the background check I had run on her, Valentina was supposed to be the complete opposite of what she was now. It made me wonder if memory loss could alter someone’s personality.Because, tell me why this insane girl was currently lickin
Valentina pov You know those moments in life when you act purely on instinct? When something inside you takes over, compelling you to do something spontaneous and completely irrational? Well… I kissed him. Before I even realized what I was doing, my body moved on its own, acting before my brain could catch up. And I did it—for one reason only: I hated being told what to do. Alexander stood frozen for the second time today as I pressed my lips softly against his. He didn’t move, and I began to doubt if what I had done was a mistake. The man clearly didn’t like me for reasons I couldn’t understand—maybe, just maybe, we didn’t have a good relationship before my accident, but that didn’t mean he had the right to treat me this way. His words earlier felt like a taunt, daring me to do something, and without thinking, I did it to prove him wrong. But now, it felt like I had just made a huge mistake. My eyes fluttered open to meet his, and the moment our gazes locked, a shiver ran
Alexander pov"The contract has been successfully signed, and the goods have been delivered to the client without any major issues, except for the fact that some of our men ran off with a portion of the goods…”Adrian's voice faded into the background as I slipped into a daze. My mind wandered, thoughts clouding my focus as I struggled to pay attention to the important matters at hand.How could I, when all I could think about was her? About what had happened last night, and most importantly, about losing control and doing what I did.I didn’t despise her touch. She was the first woman, aside from Emily, that I couldn't push away. I was dangerously close to losing every ounce of restraint I had, on the verge of giving in to the urge to take her right then and there. I could feel the need building, the desire to tear away her clothes and leave her breathless beneath me, but somehow, I managed to hold it in.“Boss, what should we do with the traitors?” Adrian's voice snapped me out of m
Alexander pov “We have them surrounded, and the goods from the warehouse have been secured. What should we do with Nico’s men?” Adrian asked from behind me. I didn’t turn around. My eyes remained fixed on the scene below—twenty, maybe thirty of Nico’s men, all forced to their knees, hands bound behind their backs. Some trembled, others glared defiantly, but they all knew their fate. They were going die either by me or Nico. I exhaled slowly, the smoke swirling around me before speaking. “No loose ends, Adrian. You know what to do.” “Understood, boss,” Adrian responded with a bow before turning to carry out my orders. “You really are ruthless, aren’t you? Not even a shred of mercy,” Xavier remarked from behind me as he strolled to the railing, casually leaning against it with a smirk. I took a slow drag from my cigarette, inhaling deeply, but didn’t bother responding. I watched as Nico's men were forced to their knees, roughly lined up as if awaiting execution. No— they were ab
Valentina pov"I said, let go of her."This time, the older man holding my wrist actually frowned but, after a brief hesitation, released his grip. Almost instantly, I took a step back, rubbing my wrist—not because of the bruise, but because his touch made my skin crawl.It disgusted me."Luca, what are you doing here?" The man turned his attention to him, forcing a smile. "The ceremony should be starting soon. Shouldn't you be with your bride-to-be?"Even though I didn't know this man, one thing was clear, he was furious. His forced smile couldn't hide the way his hands clenched into fists, knuckles white with restrained anger.Luca didn’t respond. His expression remained unreadable, but the tension in his jaw, the way his shoulders stiffened, made it obvious that he was barely holding himself back.I felt so out of place.How the hell had things escalated to this?I shouldn't have wandered off. I shouldn't have walked into this room.God, why do I always manage to get myself into tr
Luca pov “Why are you sleeping in the car when you’re about to get engaged?” Marcus asked as he opened the door, letting in the cool night air. I didn’t respond, my eyes remained closed as I toyed with the coin in my grip, my mind clouded with thoughts. “Luca, I know you can hear me! Why do you always have a habit of ignoring people? Can’t you be nice to me for once? I don’t want to be anywhere near this place, but I’m here because of you! I even had to cancel my date with my wife. Don’t I at least deserve your attention?” he rambled, his voice breaking at the edges as he sniffed, his eyes boring into me with a sadness that should have moved me but… Silence. I kept flipping the coin between my fingers, the corners of my lips curving into a faint frown. “Should I go through with this… or just drive away?” I murmured to myself. I could feel Marcus’ deadly glare burning into me as he finally dropped the act, no longer pretending to cry. Instead, he sighed in frustration. “This i
Valentina pov The older man before me raised a brow at the word that slipped from my mouth. Before I could process what was happening, my body moved on its own—I fell to the ground, scrambling back, desperate to put distance between us. My entire body trembled, drenched in sweat, and the air around me felt thick, suffocatingly slow. "You useless girl! Can't you just pull the damn trigger? You act all fucking innocent, but if you don’t learn how to kill, you’ll die instead. This world is survival of the fittest, not some fucking fairytale!" "Even though you're useless, you should at least learn how to fight. I don’t care if you’re tired—you’re running those fucking laps until you pass out!" "How dare you! Lock her up in the basement and do not feed her. Maybe when she starves, she’ll learn her lesson." "Continue whipping her, but do not touch her face. Be careful about that." Images. Blurry, fragmented images flashed through my mind like a broken reel, forcing me to squeeze my e
Valentina pov The entire place buzzed with guests, each exuding an air of wealth and importance. The men were dressed in suits, the women in elegant gowns—everyone screamed money and status. My gaze trailed over the massive mansion, and I felt uneasy. With each passing second, the pounding in my chest grew stronger, my breath hitching as everything felt suffocating. This place was suffocating. “Good evening, Dr. Daniel, Madam Emily, and Sir Julian. Welcome.” My eyes snapped to the elderly woman dressed in a maid’s uniform, her head bowed in obedience. I raised a brow, studying her face. She looked familiar. No—scratch that. This entire place looked familiar. I frowned as Daniel responded with a brief greeting, and the maid led us toward the garden where the ceremony was set to take place. “Do you feel okay? You’re looking really pale. Should I check up on you?” Daniel asked in a low whisper. I turned to him, noticing the slight worry in his eyes. Even Sebastian and Julian look
Valentina pov The ride was steeped in silence. No one spoke. Daniel and Sebastian looked awkward, constantly glancing at each other as if silently communicating, while Julian appeared almost bored, lazily crossing his legs as he yawned and scrolled through his phone. Alexander wasn’t here with us. When I woke up this morning, he was already gone, and Martha had told me he had an important business matter to attend to. He would meet us later at the engagement ceremony. To be honest, I didn’t know how I felt right now, but I was restless. I wasn’t sure if it had to do with what happened between Alexander and me again, or perhaps it was something else—maybe it was the place we were going to. Either way, I didn’t feel good. My heart pounded heavily against my chest, my palms were sweaty, and I felt sick, especially with the persistent headache throbbing in my head. “Ugh, I should have asked for some medicine before I left,” I muttered under my breath, closing my eyes and rubbi
Alexander pov I grunted as I pushed into her, and almost immediately, Valentina’s walls clenched around my dick, gripping me like she was made just for me. Fuck, she was tight. The first time I’d fucked her, she’d been just as tight. It had been hard for her to take me fully back then, but this time, she seemed more relaxed, letting me slide almost all the way in. Almost. My hand reached out, grabbing both of her legs that were dangling beside me, giving her a moment to adjust to my dick. Valentina’s eyes were shut, her lips parted, her back arched, and her breath coming in ragged gasps as she gripped the sheets beneath her. I had never seen anything hotter than this — the sight of her trying to take it all, her bare body laid out before me, waiting to be fucked. It was fucking intoxicating. Shit, I was barely holding myself back from slamming into her right then and there. “Mmmm,” Valentina moaned, and before I even realized it, she had started moving her hips on
Valentina povA breathless gasp escaped my lips as Alexander stripped the dress from my body, leaving me bare. His hand parted my legs with a rough urgency, while his other arm wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me flush against him—against the undeniable hardness straining for release.Fuck.My bra was gone in an instant, and Alexander’s mouth found its way to my nipple. I bit my bottom lip, eyes fluttering shut as his sinful tongue flicked over the sensitive peak before his teeth grazed it just enough to send a sharp jolt straight to my core—leaving me breathless, trembling beneath him.Before I could stop myself, my fingers threaded into his hair, but in the next second, he pulled away, seizing both my wrists and pinning them above my head. His dark gaze bore into me, setting my body ablaze with nothing more than the sheer intensity of it.I wanted him. God, I wanted him so fucking bad.“Alexander—”“Do you want me?” he interrupted, as if he could pull the words from my lips
Alexander pov Drugs, weapons, and death. Those were the three words that defined the mafia. When I was younger, father would always sit me down and remind me that nothing was more important than staying on top. "Emotions are a weakness, Alexander. Something the likes of us cannot afford. They’re a distraction—nothing more than a fleeting delusion meant for humans. But you are not human. You are a monster, a creature of the darkness, and that is what you must be to everyone… even your family, even your child. Because your own blood might be the first to stab you in the back." Emotions were a distraction, something I couldn’t afford—not now, not ever. I had made too many enemies to allow myself to slip up. I had to stay focused, always on alert, because one mistake could lead to my death, the fall of my empire, and worst of all, my son’s demise. I knew this. It had been etched into my mind from day one. So tell me, why was she—the one I should despise for having my enemy’s blood