Fiona Pov As I sat in my final class of the day, I felt a rush of excitement and relief wash over me. It was such a freeing feeling to know that all of my classes were finally done for the day and I could finally relax. The fact that Nero and I were on speaking terms only added to my happiness. It felt good to have a friend outside of Ella, someone I could talk to and confide in.As I left the classroom, I spotted Marcus waiting for me outside, looking every bit the bodyguard in his serious demeanor. Despite this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort around him. I always felt safe when he was around.We made our way to the car, and as we drove home, I noticed Marcus starting to relax a bit. He even dropped the bodyguard act, and I could see a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.Once we arrived home, Marcus went straight to the kitchen to start making dinner. But despite his efforts to hide it, I could sense that something was bothering him. He was still wearing a s
Marcus I sat in the room, listening to all the voice records from Zayn. My anger boiled inside me as I heard the evidence of someone wanting to harm Fiona. The main reason her father allowed her to go to college was because we had received information that the house was going to be attacked again. We wanted her to be safe, and that was why I pushed away anyone who tried to make friends with her.As I sat there, lost in thought, I couldn't help but feel guilty. Fiona had always been such a kind and gentle soul, and the thought of someone wanting to hurt her filled me with a deep sense of anger and frustration. I had been tasked with keeping her safe, and yet here I was, failing at my one job.I couldn't help but replay the events of the past few months in my mind. Fiona had been so excited to start college, and I had been equally excited for her. She was so intelligent and determined, and I had no doubt that she would excel in her studies. However, as the months passed, I began to not
Fiona pov As I got out of bed, I couldn't help but think about my new boyfriend. It had been a few months since we started dating and I was still getting used to the idea of being in a relationship. I had never been in a relationship before and it was both exciting and overwhelming at the same time.My boyfriend was everything I could have ever wanted in a partner. He was kind, caring, and supportive. He always made sure to make time for me, even on his busiest days. He was also a great listener, always taking the time to understand my perspective and helping me work through any challenges that came our way.One of the things I loved most about my boyfriend was how he always made me feel like I was enough. No matter what, he always made sure to let me know that he loved me for who I am and that he didn't want me to change in any way. It was such a freeing feeling to know that I could be myself around him and that he would love me no matter what.However, despite all of the great thin
Fiona Pov As I look back on the past few months, I can't help but feel grateful for the life I have. Everything seemed to have fallen into place and everything was going so smoothly. I had a boyfriend who cared and loved me deeply, someone who always made me feel valued and appreciated. Our relationship was strong and filled with mutual respect, trust, and affection. Every moment spent with him felt like a fairytale and I never wanted it to end.Along with my boyfriend, I also had a bodyguard who I was starting to understand better. At first, I was a bit intimidated by him because of his stern demeanor, but as I got to know him, I realized that he was actually a kind and caring person who was just doing his job. He was always there to protect me and make sure that I was safe, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for his presence in my life. Our relationship was still new, but I could see it developing into a strong bond in the future. As I walked through the hallways of my school, I
Fiona Pov As I opened my eyes and looked around my room, I felt a sense of excitement and restlessness. I had been cooped up inside for too long and I needed to get out and breathe some fresh air. I decided that today was going to be the day.I got out of bed and walked towards Marcus's room. I needed to ask him if he was busy or not. I knocked on the door but there was no answer. I slowly pushed the door open and saw Marcus getting ready to go out. He was dressed in his usual attire, a black suit and tie. I wondered where he was going.I approached him and asked, "Hey Marcus, where are you headed to?"Marcus turned to look at me and replied, "I just need to run some errands, nothing important."I wanted to tell him that I wanted to go out too, but I knew he would ask me to wait till he gets back. And I didn't want to wait. I knew that I needed my space, a break from the constant protection and surveillance. It's not that I don't appreciate him being my bodyguard, it's just that some
Fiona PovI stood there, frozen with fear, as Marcus advanced towards Ivan with a knife in hand. I had seen enough violence in my life and I couldn't bear the thought of witnessing another violent act. My mind raced with memories of the homeless guy who had terrorized me just a few days ago. The image of his blood-stained clothes still haunts me, and the thought of Marcus killing Ivan brought those memories flooding back.I knew I had to act fast, so I picked up my confidence and called Marcus'. My hands were shaking, but I managed to force the words out of my mouth. "Marcus, please come back. We'll deal with him later." My voice was barely above a whisper, but Marcus stopped in his tracks and looked back at me.For a moment, I thought he was going to ignore me and continue his pursuit of Ivan, but then he put down the knife and walked towards me, his expression a mix of anger and confusion. "What are you doing, Fiona?" he asked, his voice cold."I can't handle this, Marcus. I'm still
Fiona povI was sitting in the park with Marcus, my bodyguard. I felt safe with him by my side, knowing that he would protect me from any danger. It was a beautiful day and we were enjoying the sunshine and fresh air. I had been going through a lot lately, and Marcus was the only person who seemed to understand me.As I sat there, I realized that I had been very distant with Nero, my boyfriend. It was like I had been so consumed with my own problems that I hadn't taken the time to consider how Nero might be feeling. I felt guilty for neglecting him and for not being there for him when he needed me.But as I sat there with Marcus, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. He was kind, gentle, and always there for me. He listened to me, and I felt like he truly understood what I was going through. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help but feel like I was falling for him.Marcus had showed me different signs that I shouldn't fall for him, but what could I do? I felt like I was in a tough
Fiona Pov As I entered the house, I couldn't help but admire the man I had fallen in love with from the moment I laid eyes on him. Marcus was in the kitchen, cooking up a storm, and he looked so handsome and confident as he worked. The sight of him took my breath away, and for a moment, I forgot everything else around me. I had always known that I loved Marcus, but it wasn't the kind of love that people usually talk about. It was a deep, abiding love that came from a place of friendship and admiration. I knew that I would always be there for him, no matter what, and that thought comforted me. But I couldn't bring myself to tell Marcus how I felt. I was afraid that if I did, it would ruin our friendship and everything we had built over the past days . I didn't want to lose him, so I kept my feelings locked away, deep inside me. As I approached Marcus in the kitchen, I tried my best to hide the admiration in my eyes. I didn't want him to see how much I was affected by his presence,
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