FionaI stood in the kitchen, leaning against the counter as I monitored Marcus. He was sitting on the couch, engrossed in the TV show he was watching. But something was off. He kept shifting in his seat and fidgeting with the remote control. It was like he couldn't sit still, like he was anxious or nervous about something.I couldn't shake the feeling that something was going on with him, something he wasn't telling me. We had been together for a year now, and I thought I knew him pretty well. But this behavior was new, and I didn't like it.I decided to investigate. I walked over to the couch and sat down next to him. "Hey, babe," I said casually. "What are you watching?"Marcus jumped a little at my sudden appearance. "Oh, uh, just some crime drama," he said, his eyes still fixed on the TV.I followed his gaze to the screen, but I didn't really pay attention to the show. My focus was on Marcus. "You seem kind of jumpy," I commented. "Is everything okay?"He shrugged. "Yeah, just a
Fiona Pov I slowly opened my eyes as the sun peeked through the curtains in my room, casting a warm glow across the walls. As I stretched my limbs and let out a contented sigh, I couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over me. The sleep had helped me cool my mind and I was ready for the day ahead.I got out of bed and walked over to the window, opening it to let in some fresh morning air. The soft chirping of birds filled the quiet, peaceful air, and I breathed in the crisp scent of nature. I closed my eyes, feeling grateful for the moment of serenity, before heading downstairs.As I walked into the kitchen, the scent of freshly brewed coffee filled my nostrils. Mom and Dad were already up, and I could see them bustling about in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. I greeted them with a warm smile and a good morning, feeling grateful for their presence. It felt like old days, and I was glad to have a sense of normalcy back in my life.I sat down at the table and looked at the spre
Fiona PovAs I walked into my dorm room, I saw Marcus sitting on my bed, scrolling through his phone. I was taken aback and immediately let out a scream. I had no idea how he got into my room without me noticing. Marcus looked up and saw the fear in my eyes, he quickly put his phone down."Hey, it's just me," he said, trying to reassure me.I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. "How did you get in here?" I asked, my voice shaking."I asked your roommate for the key," he replied.I was still taken aback. "You shouldn't have done that. You can't just come into my room like this," I said, my voice rising again."I know, and I'm sorry. I just wanted to see you," he said, looking up at me with those brown eyes I used to find so charming."Well, I'm not ready to talk to you yet," I said firmly. "You need to leave."He looked surprised, and a hint of hurt flickered across his face. "But I thought we were going to be closer when we got here," he said softly."I thought so too, b
Fiona povI woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window, and for a moment, I forgot about the troubles of yesterday. As I stretched my arms and legs, I felt grateful that it was a new day and that yesterday was over. I slowly got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom to start my day.As I stood in front of the mirror, I took a deep breath and reminded myself that today was a new beginning. I turned on the shower and let the warm water wash away the residue of yesterday. I let the water run over my head and down my body, and I felt the tension in my muscles start to loosen up. I took my time, not wanting to rush through the process of cleaning my body, as if somehow the longer I took, the more I could wash away the remnants of yesterday.After my shower, I got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. As I entered the kitchen, I saw my parents sitting at the table, sipping their coffee and chatting about something I couldn't quite hear. They both turned to me and gre
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
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 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
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.