Fiona PovAs I sat in the living room, watching TV and feeling bored and hungry, I heard the door open. I turned to see Marcus walking in, a McDonald's bag in hand. I immediately perked up, my stomach growling at the sight of the food."You took your time," I said, trying to make small talk.But Marcus just dropped the food on the coffee table without a word and headed towards the kitchen. I knew something was off, and I could sense his coldness. He was clearly upset about something and wasn't willing to talk about it.I sat there, watching him as he went about his business, trying to figure out what was wrong. But it was clear he wasn't going to tell me. So I just sat there, eating my food in silence, wondering what was going through his mind. I tried to make conversation with Marcus as we ate, asking him if everything was okay. But he just responded coldly, his attention focused on his laptop. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his mind, and if it had something
Fiona’s pov . We got back to the house and I was still about the act Marcus displayed so I decided to confront him .“Marcus, we need to talk. What did you mean by saying I was going to get hurt and my friends too?” He Ignored me walking to the kitchen to take a cup of coffee. I was pissed I needed answers, he said those words to me so mean and rudely and expected me to just let it slide. I wouldn’t let it slide I was going to get to the bottom of this why are you would you say my father was going to hurt anyone that became my friend. I think I would need to have a conversation with Father because this is not going to work if he’s going to be over there at Home and still have the right to control my life,I guess I would rather school at home because there is no difference. “ OK if you’re not going to answer me it’s your way I’m going to my room.“ I said stomping on the stairs but while I was getting to the top I heard him say“ aren’t you ordering anything for dinner”> “ no
Fiona pov I woke up excited because I was too happy the father and I had a conversation yesterday. I had finished my bath and I came downstairs to eat for breakfast. I saw that there was breakfast as usual and I ate without even trying to start up a conversation with Marcus at all. I noticed that we stared at each other unconsciously Sometimes but we were too proud to say anything to each other. I stood up motioning to him that I was done eating and then he went to the car and started the engine. I got into the car and we went to school together. As I walked into my classroom, I couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness and sadness. The memories of what Marcus had done to me still fresh in my mind. I tried to push them away and focus on my studies, but it was difficult. I couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal and hurt that I felt towards him.Despite my efforts to move on, I couldn't help but glance over at Marcus occasionally throughout the day.
Fiona pov I sat in my room, since it was a Saturday and I didn't have school .I was left at home with Marcus with hi where to go and no friend to visit .uhh this was so frustrating.i didn't even have any friends that I could say I wanted to go out with..... I went downstairs to eat breakfast .I was tired of this routine everyday.Wake up in the morning, have my bath and then eat breakfast...its so annoying and I needed to do something about it before I actually loose my sense .“Hey Marcus, le me ts go out and what something. I’m tired of this house.”I asked but he only nodded his head to me. I didn’t have the strength to even argue with him,rather I climbed back upstairs and got dressed to go out . I came back downstairs looking hot like I was going to the club rather than going out to eat . “I’ll go get the car ready”Marcus said and then he stared making a call.“Pssst”I sighed because there was nothing more I could do than sigh .“The car is ready “he said
Fiona Pov The guy was so cute and there was no way I was not going to get his name and number .“So what’s your name”I asked Putting all my shyness away .“Well im Nero”he smiled.That was a very rare and cute name for a cute boy .“Thanks”he said and my eyes instantly went wide .Had I said that out loud ? Oh my gosh I just embarrassed myself in this new guys front .“I’m sorry ,I didn’t mean to say that ….I mean you are cute but I …uhmmm”“It’s fine ,I get what you mean okay “he chuckled .“You are very funny.Now can I get that number?”he laughed also making me laugh because for some reason his smile was very contagious . I took his phone and gave him my number .“Thanks pretty”I blushed scooping some of my hair that came to my front to the back .“Where can I put the card cause I want to pay and get the hell out of here”Marcus said jolting me out of my dream land .“I’m sorry I’ll go get it”he walked away and I glared at Marcus .“What’s that suppose to mean huh? Didn’t yo
Chapter 39Fiona PovI watched my phone like an hawk. I stared at it like my life depended on it and I could die if it didn’t turn up.I kept on staring at it until I go tired .I weren’t to the bathroom to pee ,I came back and checked the phone and I still got the same result .I went to take a novel and while I was reading it, I heard my phone ring. I rushed to it with all the speed in me . I didn’t want it to end and I picked the call without even checking the caller . “Hey ? I didn’t know you would actually call”I giggled twirling my hair “I never said I would call,I just decided to give you a surprise call .”I heard and the voice sounded like Ella’s voice so I checked the caller and I saw it was Ella making my heart drop.“Oh so it’s you”i said with a bored tone“Okay?? So you didn’t want me to call? I guess I’ll hang up then .Sorry for the disturbance”Ella said feeling guilty.“Ella it’s fine , I didn’t mean to sound like that, it’s just that I’ve been waiting for someone to c
Fiona pov I was very scared and I didn’t know what to do .This man looked very dangerous and scary. He took us outside the shop and pointed a sharp knife to my rib.“If you move I’ll kill you pretty girl”he said with his nasty breath over my face . This man looked homeless and dangerous,I was scared to death and I didn’t know who to call for help because he told me that if I move he was going to stab me and I dot. Want to die .“Please sir I’m sorry,what do you need ?is it money? I’ll give you money ,I just need to call my friend to bring it ….sir please spare me.”I begged for my dear life .It felt like I was reliving the whole attack that happened at our house and yet again I was held hostage by an homeless man for that matter .“That’s what all you rich kids think about ,you think everything is about money because you feel your life is perfect. Well today I’m going to take more than money from your hand and this is going to be with you till the day you leave the world.”he stare
Fiona Pov I sat in the living room patiently waiting for Marcus to come out of his bedroom .He came out and looked surprised that I sat there waiting for him .“Marcus we need to talk “I requested .From the look on his face,he wasn’t ready for any type of conversation .He didn’t do anything to protest my decision so he just sat down quietly on the couch across me .“What….what happens to that man”I asked because I’ve been thinking of it for so long and I might actually go mad from the thinking I was doing .Marcus knew that I would pester him for answers and if he doesn’t give me any,I’ll try anything to force it out of him and I don’t think he was ready to go through that.“I made him go to a place he had been struggling to go too.You can just say I assisted him”he said nonchalantly staring at the tv like it was the most boring thing on earth .“Marcus what do you mean by that….you would need to actually explain your words because I don’t get what you are saying”I was a nervous mess
Marcus POV Days had turned into weeks and I was slowly recovering from my injuries. Fiona had been by my side every step of the way, and I knew that I had never been more grateful for her love and support.But things were about to take a turn for the worse. Fiona's parents had decided to visit us in the hospital. I had never met them before, but I knew that Fiona was nervous about their arrival. She had always been close to her parents, and I could tell that she was worried about how they would react to the news of our relationship.As they walked into the hospital room, I could feel the tension in the air. Fiona's parents were a stern-looking couple, and I knew that they were not happy about their daughter's relationship with me. Zayn was also there, and I could see the anger in his eyes as he looked at me.Fiona's mother sat down in the chair next to my bed, and I could feel the weight of their disapproval as they looked at me. Zayn stood behind them, his arms crossed over his ches
Fiona Pov I was in shock as Dads men rushed into the room and killed Jonathan instantly. The sound of the gunshots echoed in my ears and I couldn't believe what was happening. Everything happened so fast that I didn't even have time to react.I quickly knelt beside Markus and started to cry really hard. I knew he was badly hurt and I could see the pain in his eyes. He looked at me and asked me to forgive him, he knew he couldn't make it. His words broke my heart into pieces. I couldn't imagine life without him.I looked at him and said, "I won't forgive you Markus, I don't want you to die at all, not to talk of dying a peaceful death. I want you to stay alive and make it up to me every day of your life for using me." I could see the shock on his face as I spoke those words.He then confessed his love to me and apologized for everything he had done. His words were so sincere and full of love. I could see the pain in his eyes and I knew he was truly sorry. I couldn't help but confess m
Marcus povI couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Zayn being brought into the room just moments after me. He looked absolutely furious, and I knew that something terrible must have happened. I had been brought into the room by two guards who had thrown me into a chair and left me there, but I couldn't focus on anything other than the rage that was emanating from Zayn.I watched as he stormed into the room, his face red with anger, and I knew that something bad was about to happen. Suddenly, he saw his daughter Fiona, lying on the ground, beaten and battered. His eyes widened with shock and he fell to his knees beside her, his hands shaking as he reached out to touch her.I could see the pain etched into his face as he looked at his daughter, and I knew that he was about to lose it. Fiona was his only child, and he would do anything to protect her. As he gently lifted her head, I could see tears streaming down his face, and I knew that this was going to be bad."What the hell happened t
Marcus POV As we lay there in the garden, catching our breath, I can feel a sense of guilt creeping over me. I know that I need to tell Fiona the truth, to confess everything that I've been hiding from her.But as I start to open my mouth, I can hear footsteps approaching. Panic sets in as I realize that we've been caught.Quickly, we gather our clothes and slip into the shadows, trying to be as quiet as possible.As we make our way back towards the mansion, I can feel Fiona's eyes on me, her expression filled with confusion."What did you need to tell me?" she asks finally, her voice barely above a whisper.I hesitate, unsure of how to proceed. I know that I need to tell her everything, but I don't want to ruin the moment we just shared."I can't say it right now," I reply finally. "But I promise I'll tell you later."Fiona nods, a look of understanding on her face.And then, without another word, we make our way back inside the mansion, our hearts racing as we try to avoid any pryi
Marcus POV I take a deep breath as I park my car in front of the mansion. It's been a long day, and all I want to do is rest and forget about everything that's been happening. But as soon as I step inside, my mind goes back to her. Fiona. The one who has been occupying my thoughts for weeks now. I miss her so much, and yet, she won't even look at me.As I make my way to the stairs, I pass by her room. And that's when I hear it. Her laughter. It's not the first time I've heard her laughing with someone else, but this time, it's different. This time, there's a guy with her. And it feels like a knife twisting in my gut.I stand there for a moment, listening to their conversation. They're talking about some movie they watched together. I don't know who he is, and I don't care. All I know is that he's with her, and I'm not. And that's all that matters.I try to walk away, but my feet seem to have a mind of their own. I can feel my hands shaking, and my heart is pounding in my chest. I'm a
Marcus pov I never planned on becoming a soldier for Zayn Usman, let alone joining the Mafia. But life has a funny way of leading you down unexpected paths. Growing up, I was always a bit of a troublemaker. I grew up in a rough neighborhood and had to learn how to defend myself at a young age. As I got older, my fighting skills only improved. It wasn't long before I caught the attention of Zayn Usman, the leader of the local Mafia. At first, I was hesitant to get involved with the Mafia. I knew it was dangerous and could potentially land me in jail. But the money was too good to pass up. I started off doing small jobs, like delivering packages and collecting debts. But as time went on, Zayn began to trust me more and gave me more important tasks. I quickly became known as one of the most formidable soldiers in the organization. I was feared by both our enemies and our own members. I didn't take crap from anyone and wasn't afraid to use my fists or my weapons to get the job done.
Fiona Pov I couldn’t believe that this was the end ?I loved what Marcus and I had because it felt real. He stopped going to school with me because I asked dad to change my guard so I haven’t been seeing him frequently. My heart ached every time I remember what we had and how beautiful it was it made me cry because he saw me as nothing but a hooker to him. I went downstairs to take some water and I saw him talking to some of the other guards,he lips moved slowly and passionately that I started remembering how they felt on me. His hands moved subconsciously while he was trying to explain some thing to them but I couldn’t stop remembering the way his hands made me feel good all over. I was too in the mood to stand here any longer. I ran to my room ,bathing in like I was comping for war. I ran to the bed and took off my clothes,I’d never done this before and I knew it was going to be weird but I was really turned on right now and I needed someone’s touch even if it
Fiona Pov I was broken,I couldn’t Marcus could do that to me,I thought we were mitre than that but I guess I was just deceieveing my self. He said with so much boredom like he was surprised that I didn’t know,I wanted to cry my eyes out. I didn’t want to see him at all because it felt like I should rip his heart off his chest. I thought things were different between us now but it turns out I was just in my fantasy world and now that world had crashed and I was rudely welcomed back to the real world. I sat on my bed, tears streaming down my face as I clutched a pillow to my chest. How could Marcus think that we were just hooking up? I thought we had something special, something real. But apparently, I was just another girl to him.I couldn't stop crying. I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest and stomped on. All the memories we had shared together felt like a lie now. I replayed every moment in my head, trying to make sense of it all. But the more I thought
Fiona Pov I woke up feeling a sense of lightness in my chest that I hadn't felt in a long time. As I stretched my arms above my head, I felt a rush of energy that I hadn't had in weeks. I smiled to myself, realizing that I felt better than I had yesterday morning.The reason for my improved mood was simple: I had talked to Ella the night before. Ella was my closest friend, and the only person who knew what I had been going through lately. I had been struggling with a lot of things - work stress, relationship issues, and some health problems - and I had been feeling pretty overwhelmed.But talking to Ella had been a game-changer. She had listened patiently as I poured out all my frustrations and fears, and had offered kind and wise advice that I knew I could trust. She had reminded me that I was strong and capable, and that I had the power to change my life if I wanted to. And most importantly, she had made me feel seen and heard, which was something I desperately needed.As I got out