I yawned as my vibrating phone woke me up, I moved my body closer to the reach of my phone that I placed on the shelf before I fell asleep last night. “Good morning my queen,how are you and how is your day going?” Peter asked as his sweet masculine voice made my sleepy eyes start to clear immediately. “Baby! I was still asleep,you woke me up,” I replied as I sat upright in bed and stared directly at my door and hoped from my heart that no one was coming. “Oh my I’m so sorry, I thought you would have woken up as usual!” Peter said as he immediately felt sorry and I could feel it in his voice. “Come on baby! You don’t need to be sorry! It’s fine! I’m actually really happy that I’m waking up to your voice this morning, I no longer wake up as early as I used to because I cancelled my alarm since I’m not allowed to go out for now,” I said as I tried to explain further to my man. “Oh okay baby, what plans do you have for today?” Peter asked me and I shrugged knowing that I reall
“Good morning ma’am, your parents asked me to call you to join them at the dining table because I just served breakfast,” the chef said as she smiled softly. My heart that was already racing fast calmed down for a moment and I managed to force a smile at her too, my heart was racing fast earlier, I already expected my dad, I thought he has probably being eavesdropping on my conversation with Peter, I know well that if that happens then it would not only increase my days if being locked in this house but now my phone and credit card might probably be seized too, and also my plans that has already seem to be working out would get totally ruined! I sighed. “Are you okay ma’am? Should I call mom?” The chef asked as she looked extremely surprised to see my body movements which I didn’t do on purpose. “No no! You don’t need to call anyone , I’m doing just good, I was only surprised to see you here this early, I thought it was dad, and why is breakfast prepared this early?” I asked a
“Hello baby!!” Mom said as she walked into my room smiling sheepishly at me. “Has dad left?” I asked mom as I watched her sit comfortably in bed with me. “Yes he just left now, he said he would be back soon but I doubt, it seems they have a really important meeting to catch up today,” My mom said as she carefully removed her indoor slippers and raised her leg up and carefully placed them into my duvet. “You just ate though so why are you all covered up as if you’re about to sleep and it’s not even afternoon yet,” mom said to me as she placed her head carefully on the pillow close to mine. “But you’re joining me!” I excalimed as I smiled hard and tickled my mom’s armpit and she gushed out for laughter. “It’s because you are influencing me!” Mom said as she reached for my cheeks and giggled them and I smiled softly. My mom is literally my best friend! We share different kinds of opinions and ideas together. “Does Peter still reach out?” My mom asked as she broke the sile
I watched my mom sleep so heartily, she seemed so beautiful! Even in her sleep, I needed water so I stood up amd tiptoed gently towards my door so as not to disrupt my mom’s peaceful nap. I got outside my room and closed the door but I didn’t lap it because I know closing it might disrupt my mom’s sleep. “Are you looking for something?” One of my dad’s security agent said to me in a loud tone. “No,I only needed water that’s why I’m down here, I’m not trying to go anywhere,” I said as I i walked towards the water dispenser and smirked at him. My dad has definitely told him to keep a close eye on me, he still doesn’t trust me, ever since I have tried to run away dad has doubled his security and I have been stuck in this big house and I’m tired of seeing my house repeatedly, I really need to keep being a good girl so my dad would finally let this family return to how it used for be, full of life and love and without any sort of doubled and tight security. I took a full cup of
I had my sweet nap for just an hour, I woke up to pee and i reached for my phone and checked the time. “Mom! Dad is still not back?” I asked my mom as I came out of the bathroom and moved towards the wardrobe. I reached for my towel and used it to wipe my face that I just rinsed with my face scrub and warm water. “Yes baby, he isn’t back yet, I guess the meeting has a lot of protocols or he probably went out from there, he should be back before late at night because he didn’t tell me he’ll be sleeping out. “Okay mom, by evening, you need to go meet the chef and tell her what exactly she needs to prepare so dinner would be set for dad once he comes back. “Yes I would baby, I’m just still here for now! It’s only 4pm , when it’s 5pm I’ll definitely go to her,” mom said to me as she smiled sheepishly, my mom is definitely a genius when it comes to preparing hearty meals but dad said he doesn’t want her stressing herself all the time that why he hired a chef to help her out with
“Mom!” I replied to my mom as I walked down the stairs. “Oh welcome home dad! You stayed out rather too long for just a meeting and it’s pretty unusual, how was your meeting?” I asked my dad as I bumped into him immediately as I came down the stairs. “I had to take care of some situations. That's why, how are you doing? Hope your mom kept you company while I was away?” Dad asked me as he smiled. “Yes dad she did, we were together all day, she came down to make sure dinner would be prepared before you get back,” I said to my dad then I looked behind him and noticed mom already set up the table. “Dinner is set! I trust mom to do justice to the kitchen and plan delicious meals for the family,” I said as I immediately moved close to the dining table and opened the first tray and it was filled with crispy chicken. “Give me a few minutes to change into something comfy,I’ll be right back so we’ll have dinner when I get back, “ dad said as he moved towards where my mom was standin
My parents went into their room downstairs to sleep after our dinner, I got into my room, I locked the door then I went to my bed, I sat in bed comfortably and my head kept banging continuously, I couldn’t help but wonder why all this is currently happening to me, in 2 weeks time, I’m going to be married to a man I don’t even know, this is insane! All this looks like some bad nightmare that I’m going to wake up from eventually, I’m going to miss Peter, we really thought we were going to get married to each other, we made lots of promises to each other. We really thought we were going to have each other’s hand to hold, continue to make each other happy and eventually get married someday, It’s still extremely hard for me to believe that all that we shared will just go down the drain all because of that stupid Zayn and of course my dad, my mother wishes she has enough power to be able to go against my father’s wish to please me but she can’t so she has no choice than to just play alo
“Good morning my princess, Wakey Wakey sweetheart,” I heard my mom’s voice faintly as I struggled to open my eyes. “Mom! You’re here! Good morning!” I said as I stretched my arms into thin air and my mom reached for my palm and held it then pressed it against her palm softly. “Oh my baby! You look pale! Did you have a bad dream or something, why do eyeballs look swollen? Is there a problem? Talk to me please!” My mom exclaimed as I sat upright in bed and used my right palm to cover my mouth softly as I yawned knowing fully well that I might have a bad breath since I just woke up and I don’t want to inconvenience my mother or make her feel uncomfortable, I’m full grown now, I shouldn’t be acting like a child all the time even though my sweet mother still sees me as one. “No mom! I felt my eye itching really bad before I went to bed yesterday, probably that’s why, I’m sure they’ll be back to normal when I have my bath this morning,” I said to my mom as I smiled at her, the fact
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