Mikael’s POVReturning to the US was one thing, but to THIS city was another. I shivered a little, grunting as I tugged on the scarf over the part of my neck my coat didn’t cover.Snow was still falling, and the streets, though salted, had less cars on them than in the summertime.If only for Alicia I wouldn’t even be in this place, I thought grudgingly. I hated the cold.The car was still running, our boxes in the boot of the car. Well, in Alicia’s case, the box was packed full of brand new clothes that she hadn’t yet worn or even laid her eyes on, courtesy of Magda, who also handled getting Alicia an international passport and her visa approval without the girl in question being any wiser.This was meant to be a surprise after all.But where the fuck was she?My frustration melted away once I heard her voice.“Sorry!” She looked bundled up in a cream coat with fur at the collar - a present from Madden, last I checked.I sighed, tapping my wrist and reaching my hand out to her as she
Alicia’s POV I remembered the plane ride, or at least the beginning of it. Throughout the way there, after Mikael had revealed we would be going on vacation, i had been brimming with excitement without fail.Once I settled in by Mikael’s side, a feeling akin to contentment washed over me, and I leaned into him, inhaling his cologne that suited him to a tee, and the sound of him turning over the pages of the book he was reading - a Fantasy novel, which I could hardly believe - was soothing to my ears. It wasn’t long until the buzz of the champagne kicked in and my body melted into his. Slowly I drifted off without meaning to, unaware of what else would happen.“Yes sir.”My brows furrowed, as I heard that distant and unfamiliar male voice, which spurred me to wake open my eyes a little. My vision blurted at first and I raised my hand weakly to rub my eyes, making myself even more awake than usual.The sight of the car window, rolled downward, and the sun’s rays pouring into the car, o
Alicia’s POVThe beach, oh how I loved it.The sun beat down on me with its heated rays, a far cry from the cold winter days in the city I had been born in and knew all my life before this.It was as if I’d been thrown into another world, one where all the capacity to escape my problems were at my disposal, and it was all thanks to Mikael and Acker.“Alright, you’ve gotten it,” the instructor’s voice boomed above the sound of the waves and life around us. This was a private beach, which I had learned much later, courtesy of a proud Mikael.However there were still staff and bodyguards milling about us, while still giving me the space i desired.The space to do what, you may ask?To learn surfing.Mikael was probably doing some work as he was still a little busy with meetings and such, even though he told me Magda was handling the bulk of the business work while we were on vacation.Plus i had been the one to force him to stay away after the instructor came in. I DIDN’T want him to see
Mikael’s POVThe sound of her moaning echoed in the room.“Enjoying yourself?” I asked, smirking. Hair fell over my eyes and I didn’t bother trying to move it. Instead I continued thrusting in and out of Alicia at a sedate pace.Her thighs around my hips tightened as if in response to my question.“Mik,” she said my name breathily, as though I was the only thing that mattered to her.Good, I thought, leaning in to lap at the column of her neck, using my teeth to suck a bruise into it. Our week was almost up, and soon she’d be in Acker’s hands. I wanted him to see what I was doing to her.“Oh my God,” she let out a choked sob as I sped up my pace.She was already so close to coming undone.But I wasn’t going to let up.My left hand trailed down her torso, skimming against the peaks of her hardened nipples, and I used my fingers to flick it, and whined and tossed her head, her eyes unfocused.I continued, caressing every inch of her, until I reached the top of her mound, and hovered my
Alicia’s POVOnly a couple of seconds after, and already Mikael’s absence made me a little uncomfortable. A part of me wished dearly to get up and find a way to reach Mikael but I stopped myself.One, I wasn’t a baby who was going to cry at such a small thing.Two, he was busy.I just had to be patient and wait for him to return from his meeting. The mesh dress I was wearing thankfully covered my knees, so I crossed my legs and sighed heavily, aware of all the stares from each angle. Whoever Victor Brazio was, his men certainly hadn’t learnt how to turn their eyes away.Don’t worry about it, Alicia, I told myself. Just enjoy the music.“Excuse me,” I heard a voice close to me and my heart rate spiked up a little as I turned only to find it was Bernito, the manager. He was holding a tray to my surprise, and when he dropped it on the small table next to me I saw that it contained a few snacks.I smiled at him gratefully.“Thank you,” I told him and he dismissed it with a wave.“It’s onl
Mikael’s POVMy blood boiled as I walked up to the man that was held down, Victor Brazio five steps behind me. Alicia had stood up, wide-eyes and looking a little anxious. I filed that observation under things to think over later.“So you’re the one who thinks you can cause trouble for my woman,” I addressed the man who grunted, his knees on the ground. A bead of sweat riled down his face as I stared him down and his eyes flickered away from my intense gaze.If not for Amando, one of my men, that interrupted the meeting to inform us of what was happening, I never would have known.I scanned the perimeter while the music seemed to rise above the din; the activities of the club went on, save for this part of the VIP section.Perhaps I’d make an examine if this man right here and now. Should I break his hands? Or have my men do a number on him? So many options.As I toyed with the idea of splitting his tongue in two, I heard a throat clear behind me.“Mikael, I must insist you let my man
Acker’s POVThe apartment was dark as i entered. Sounds of the still-busy Parisian street got dimmed and i began to remove my coat until I heard a felt my phone vibrate.I reached for it and answered the call upon seeing who it was, placing it to my ear.“What happened?” I asked.“How the fuck do you do that?” Javier’s voice sounded leisurely, and my hackles lowered. “You always seem to know when something happened. What, do you have a network I don’t know about?”“Javier, tell me what happened.”He sighed and began moments after, while I toed off my shoes and began the act of undressing one handed.“You know how Cross has been so silent for the last month or so after his stunt with Alicia. Well I hear he’s making deals with the Spaniards by the coast,” Javier sounded miffed. “At first I thought it was a joke but he’s been spotted in Spain.”“That’s unusual,” i murmured, dropping my bloodied shirt in the laundry hamper for my maid to take care of. “Cross and Pedro have a tenuous relati
Acker’s POVShe was to arrive today.I quickly finished the business call while tapping my fingernails on the mahogany black-stained desk in my study. The time read 2.05pm.She must be getting on the flight now, i thought, recalling the arrangements Mikael and I had made weeks before.Whilst ruminating over that I pressed a bell on the underside of my desk which led to a knock on the door only a minute later.“Sir,” the maid i had hired to keep the apartment clean bowed to me as she shuffled quietly into the study, and I nodded.“How are the arrangements?” I asked her.“The furniture and the entire room has been cleaned sir,” the maid replied in her thick French accent. I nodded in approval at her words. “I’ve given your orders to the chef, so there will not be any problems.”“Good. Vos services ne seront pas nécessaires avant demain, vous êtes donc libre de partir,” I stated and she bowed again, her stacked gold-plated bracelets on her wrist jangling.“Merci, monsieur,” she replied i
Mikael’s POVShe was being way too quiet.I eyed Alicia out of the corner of my eyes, gazing worriedly at her as she sipped at her coffee.She had returned a little earlier in the morning the previous day, I recalled. And she was more somber than her usual self.Where had she gone?The question was pushed to the back of my mind as Dante began to cough, likely as a result of some water going down the wrong pipe. I reached for a napkin and made to stand up from my chair, but Alicia was blessedly faster, and she grasped our son’s chin gently while patting his back.“There there,” she murmured softly. I relaxed at the warmth in her voice. She was fine. Perhaps she just needed some space like Madden liked to insist on.Leaning back into the chair I observed her, my mind full of thoughts of her. She had been acting this way ever since Madden and I had fucked her. Was that the reason why?Regardless, there was nothing I could do by wondering.My phone vibrated in my trouser pocket and I glan
Alicia’s POVMy dream was of a house in the countryside, somewhere where the sun was nice and warm yet not too hot. I played in the meadow with my two sons, like I was in a fairytale. Suddenly dark clouds filled the sky and my vision went static. Rain began to fall.~Buzz~~Buzz~I winced, shaking my head and only a little aware of the dream fading from my mind.My eyes were unbelievably bleary and my limbs heavier than I’d expect after a good night's sleep.Opening my eyes after another second, I saw darkness only broken by the little light from my phone.Someone was calling.With a soft grunt I reached for the phone which continued to vibrate as it rang.‘Safehouse,’ the caller ID said.Noticing the time to be only 12.13am, I inhaled sharply. This had to be important.Immediately the sleep cleared from my eyes and I answered the call.“What is it?” I demanded to know.“Good you’re up,” it was Matt’s friend breathing heavily over the phone. He didn't sound too happy.“I was asleep,”
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 horny 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
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 al
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 on 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 foots
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. Against my better judgement, of fucking course. 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 l