Alicia’s POV:The conversation with my dad had been… something I never quite thought I would experience.I was reeling from it all, including his promise to make sure I was safe no matter what, when the door to the apartment suddenly flew open.Unsurprisingly, Acker and Mikael walked in, but so did another woman, one whom I had met before. She had been there in the club when I had met Mikael for the first time under terrible circumstances.What was her name again?“Magda, meet Alicia,” Mikael introduced us formally, and unwittingly answered my unasked question.“We’ve already met,” Magda replied to Mikael without even glancing at him. The shopping bags she was holding made rustling noises as she gestured towards me. “In the club right?”I nodded. So she did remember me as well.“Nice to meet you,” I said meekly, feeling her intense gaze more intimidating than any other woman I had met.Her face didn’t display any blatant emotion, and probably with good reason. If she worked for Mikael
Alicia’s POV:Hearing her only gave me more questions, and I groaned. It was like entering another world, like one of those dramatized movies from the 90s.Only now, it was real life and I was in the middle of what I couldn’t control.“I think I need some rest,” I finally said with a sigh. I hadn’t had a good night’s rest for some time now. Getting abducted CERTAINLY was not my cup of tea.“Where’s the bedroom?” I asked Magda.“Down the hallway and the first door on your right,” she said in that accented voice of hers.“Thanks. Goodnight,” I bade her with a small wave as I stood up.“I’ll be here when you wake up,” she said, and somehow that sounded more comforting than anything else I had ever heard today.Even though it was just afternoon, i yawned several more times as I walked down the hallway, easily finding the darkly washed wooden door on the right. I went into the bedroom.The sight of the luxurious looking bedroom and cream cotton sheets made me wish I was back in my old, stu
Mikael’s POV“Oh my God!” The blonde screamed loudly as I grabbed her canting hips and pulled them flush against my own. Her breasts bounced as she rode me, and the hazy feeling of pleasure filled my body. My breaths were controlled enough, and my body still as the girl from the casino squirmed and whined from her place on my hips. Her warm heat enveloped my cock nicely but not enough to drive me over the edge.I was aware of when Magda barged in through the door and stared at the scene before her. She looked a little disappointed and shook her head as I turned my attention to her, leaving the girl on my lap to do her work.“What are you doing here, Magda?” I asked her, as she barely gave the girl a glance. She was used to my antics by now and I was sure nothing would faze her.Then she dropped a bomb.“Alicia’s here and she demands to see you at once,” Magda said in a smirk.What?It didn’t take long for me to process those thoughts and all ideas of lust or finishing off left my min
Alicia’s POV:Uh…I was flustered and momentarily taken aback by Mikael’s visuals, and how she could hardly take her eyes off of him.The sound of his roughened voice set my heart racing, and my face felt hot.His eyes were gleaming, staring at me with such intensity that any woman would swoon, and I found myself wishing I could just take a step or two closer.Dangerous, Alicia.Don’t fall for it.Shaking myself from those thoughts I cleared my throat and tried to focus my eyes on something else other than his entrancing eyes and just how NICE his skin was.“Well?” Mikael’s voice startled me again and I swallowed audibly before sitting down and continuing.“W-why did I have to find out about my job like this? Who resigned on my behalf?” I asked him.His brows furrowed briefly before he then smirked wider.“Ah,” Mikael replied. “It was my suggestion, marina.”Hearing the pride in his voice made me frustrated.“Well, why?” I asked him.“Why not? You have no use for it anyway, after all
Alicia’s POV: “We’re here,” I looked up at the sound of the voice, and saw it was one of the men Mikael had accompany me that had opened the door for me.Wait.When did the car stop? I had been so deep in thought, I hadn’t even noticed.Dazed, I stepped out of the car carefully, and noticed the building we were in front of.Intricately designed, it stood out. And the bronze plaque above the front door- What? I was hardly able to conceal my surprise. It wasn’t just any building; it was Terazzo’s, one of the luxurious boutiques so exclusive it required a waitlist to get a chance to shop in.Heard that courtesy of Daya anyway. I didn’t know whether it was true or not but that Terrazo didn’t take in just any sort of clientele still stayed. What was I doing here? Wasn’t I supposed to be going to some place called Jamie’s?I voiced out my question to the three men, one of whom went to the door to knock. “Boss’s orders, Miss,” one of the other men responded, and I was equally shocked wh
Alicia’s POV:I opened her mouth and closed it, gaping like a fish as I saw my friend for the first time since before I was abducted.Yet the expression in Daya’s face wasn’t exactly what I had expected. There was a gleam in them that stung, causing a burning sensation in my chest. What was this..?I began to explain, “I… a lot happened. How are you?” I tried to change the subject.“Yes I heard a lot happened. You quit your job didn’t you? What happened to your glasses? Where are they?” Her rapid fire questions made me blink just as quickly, and I pursed my lips.“I didn’t need them. I guess I just… got rid of them..?” I shrugged uncomfortably as her eyes gave me the once over I was used to. But there was no approving glance, and instead there was a tinge of jealousy in her eyes.It was there and I could see it clear as day.If only I could tell her that I never wanted this, that I would give anything to have my old life back. “Right, were you headed into the park? We can go together
Acker’s POV:My grip on the paintbrush loosened. I was about ready to dive deep into the newest inspiration that struck me when Javier had called in. My painting interrupted, my mood worsened.“What happened?” I demanded upon seeing Alicia's photo. She would have looked fine to anyone but I was trained in the art of reading body language. And I saw the way her body was tense, coiled away from the Mikael’s standing with her, and her face which showed that she was mentally far away, staring off into space. She was upset about something.Had that Serrano done something to her?“She returned like this, Acker,” Javier called me by my first name whenever we spoke in private, as he wasn’t just my second in command, but also a friend. “Apparently the men took her out shopping on Mikael’s orders and well… i can’t say what the fuck happened to her then. She has gone to sleep and barely said a word to anyone since she got back.”Something must have happened that I wasn’t aware of and I didn’t l
Alicia’s POV:I sniffled into the scented pillows, curled up into a fetal position as I laid there the next morning.Every couple of minutes I’d replay the fight with Daya in my head, and would wonder why exactly she had blown up at me like that.I knew she was jealous, but if she was my friend and knew me so well, wouldn’t see see that I wasn’t so happy?Her words had stung, her insults most of all.Calling me an orphan that she took pity on? Why would she have that idea in her head?There was a knock on the door but I ignored it. I wasn’t in the mood to speak to anyone, much less see anyone today. I had all day and nothing to do but to bury myself in piles of self-deprecating thoughts.And I did so gladly, because if I didn’t maybe I’d come to like this sort of life, where I was taken care of without needing to lift a finger.“Alicia,” Magda’s voice was muffled as the knock came again. “It’s me.”I sighed and rubbed at my eyes. It seemed I couldn’t get any rest after all.My socked
Alicia’s POV“Holy shiiiiit,” I hissed with pleasure, my eyes rolled back.My legs parted wider as Mik’s slick, thick manhood thrust in and out of me in a beautiful deep rhythm.It HAD been a long time; no one could blame me.I lost myself in another series of moans, feeling hands all over my body.“Be careful,” Acker warned, and I wasn’t sure who he was warning in my sex-addled brain until I realized Mik was chuckling as he moved his hips to mine.“You don’t want me to break her in for you, Madden? Don’t worry, I’m sure she’ll be the same by the time you’re up.”I heard something that sounded like a curse come from Acker but I didn’t care. Despite both men bickering, they were incredibly focused on one thing and one thing only: me.I had long lost track of where I was. We had moved from room to room like honey teenagers and now, I was in a chair, or a desk, or wherever.All I knew was that my hands and hair were held back by Acker as I took Mik’s cock like a good girl.Hands fondled
Alicia’s POV“She is right here.”I replied loudly to the man that was speaking to someone whom I neither knew nor cared to know, making my presence known at the party entrance. As if by a spell all eyes turned to me, and I took advantage of the spotlight. I knew exactly how I looked.I had taken my time all weekend to clean up my looks to make sure I wouldn’t appear too shabby as Ash’s and Dante’s mother. I was practically the most desired woman to be in terms of position, having the children of two of the most powerful Dons in the world.And I was going to enjoy it.The spotlight wasn’t usually what I searched for but I reveled in it now, a dark glee in my heart as Mikael and Acker’s eyes were like flames burning my skin.The glittering red gown I had chosen was fired to my body, held up only by spaghetti straps with pearls as an accent. My hair was up in a stylish updo and showed off my neck and décolletage, which spotted a lovely necklace I picked for myself with care.In all, I h
Acker’s POV“Make sure it is done. No excuses this time. And use another supplier if this one doesn’t make things according to our requirements,” I cut off one of my executives before he could go on another rant during our call. I was already fed up and late for a very important engagement - picking up my sons from the house to attend their birthday party.Unbuttoning my shirt with one hand while I walked into my home office to grab the box I had left there wrapped and ready for tonight, I noticed Javier was seated on the armchair close to my desk, and giving me a serious look.I ended the call and sighed heavily. I hated handling business sometimes. It was easy work in theory but human beings and bureaucracy could make every little thing difficult.“You clearly haven’t gone for a shower yet,” Javier helpfully pointed out, tutting in a manner that was exasperated. “You still have paint on your face.”My jaw ticked.“I’m well aware of that, Javier. Thanks for pointing out the obvious.”
Alicia’s POVThe party hadn’t occurred yet and it already gave me a headache. My scowl prominent, I listened to the chef and event planner - Duran, what an odd surname, I thought absently - as they discussed the event.“Whatever you have to decide, so it with their fathers," I stated when I could get a word in. I wanted nothing to do with this or them or this farce of a damn party that was forced on me.The pair glanced at each other wide-eyed and I didn’t wait for a response, instead storming off to my room for some much needed alone time. Slamming the door shut down othbeicj force that the walls shook, I let out an agonized yell.“I hate them both,” I hissed through my teeth. Why did it feel like the entire world was against me? I sat in the edge of the bed recalling Andy’s discussion with me earlier.2 hours ago:I was furious, seeing red. Hardly able to contain myself.“Alis, wait,” Andy called, her footsteps fast paced. I whirled about to face her.“You TOLD them about the boys’
Mikael’s POVMy hands clenched and unclenched, while my mind struggled to make sense of the report that the police commissioner gave me mere seconds ago. My blood was effectively boiling.How could this have happened right under our noses? For the girl, the only connection we had at this crucial time to my bastard half-brother, to escape like that… I couldn’t fatho it for the life of me.Madden turned to Alicia, his signature cool and collected veneer on full display as he replied, “This is not the time to discuss such things. You should focus on your breakfast love.”Endearment aside I thought he had the right idea. We shouldn’t talk about this when the children were around, no matter how urgent it seemed to be.“And the party,” Ashford piped up in the wake of Madden’s words which made his mother whip her head around to stare at him unblinkingly“What party exactly?” Alicia sounded confused, tired and— was that relief I heard in her voice?“Our birthday party!” Dante too the opportun
Alicia’s POV Two days later:Tonight was the night.10:47 pm. My room was dark but I could still spot the letters on the alarm clock, glowing distinctly.I sat up in the bed, checking my phone every couple of seconds as though that would make a difference. I had to be patient. Because tonight, Daya would escape police custody. Matt had been of more help than I had previously anticipated and he had sent one of his ‘good friends’ skilled at evading law enforcement to pick Daya up.While I wished I could be there myself to see it going on, I knew it would be next to impossible. Mikael, for one, would notice that I had left the house.The sound of footsteps drawing close to my door alerted me. Damn it. I was supposed to be asleep! Feigning a stomach ache in order to leave the dinner table early had its drawbacks.Swiftly I pulled the covers up, hiding my phone underneath the blanket and laid down, turning my head to the side and closing my eyes.The door opened, and multiple footsteps fo
Mikael’s POV“Whatever, it’s none of my business,” she had said.Yet even as she said that she appeared the opposite. Her posture was rigid, her lips drawn into a scowl that looked more appealing than it did intimidating.Honestly I’d never met a woman so stubborn in my life and perhaps that’s why I fell in love with her.I had no issues playing this game of hers.“Alright,” I responded lightly. “Just making it known. You should have your breakfast.”“I think I’ve lost my appetite,” Alicia’s words were just as cutting as I expected, and she huffed, her shoulders shrugging as she turned around to walk out of the living room.In a dizzying instant I saw her stumble, and I reached to grasp her by the waist and pulled her closer as her knees buckled under her.“Ugh,” she groaned, shutting her eyes tightly. “I really need to get some more sleep.”She hadn’t slept? That explained the worrying eye-bags under her eyes, and how pale she looked earlier.Why hadn’t she slept again?“Shall I call
Alicia’s POVA couple of minutes ago:I stood at the entrance of the dining hall, hesitating. Should I go in? Somehow I didn’t know if I could control myself, pull back from my anger enough to have breakfast with Mikael being right there.Could I fake a smile?My hands clenched into fists.Could I pretend like my father’s death wasn’t their fault?Could I? It felt like a betrayal to remain in this house, to live under Mikael’s roof and to accept them forming a relationship with our sons, knowing what they had done.“Everything okay?”Andy’s voice made me turn, pulling me back to reality. She looked gorgeous as always, reminding me of how much she was enjoying her time at this house once again, while I was suffering inside.“Uh, yeah, I’m alright,” I mumbled as she parted my shoulder. “Just feeling tired is all.”She smiled and nodded in such an understanding manner before moving past me to walk into the dining hall.“Ah, Andy,” I heard Mikael’s voice distantly, and my heart skipped at
Mikael’s POV“G’night daddy.”The tension buried in my spine bled out from me and it was all too easy to muster up a smile as Dante hugged me, and ran to Madden to do the same. Ashford followed in his brother’s footsteps and the nanny led them away from the living room.As soon as they were gone from sight I ordered the maid, “Bring me the Macallan on my desk.”“You should drink less, Serrano,” Madden’s tone was chiding and I showed him my middle finger.“Non me ne frega un cazzo,” i shot back with, rolling my eyes.Within minutes I was sipping slowly at a small shot of whiskey, thinking of how badly the day turned out.That bitch had stirred up trouble again. Cleo fucking Abrams.“I’ll kill her one day. She’s more trouble than she’s worth,” I mused aloud, my Italian accent thicker than usual. I was exhausted to say the least, a far cry from the relaxation I expected this day off work to be for me.Fuck my life, I thought, taking a large gulp of the whiskey, adding another kindling to