“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
I came out of the washroom and I felt clean and beautiful as ever, I stood on the foot mat at the entrance of the bathroom, i used my towel to wipe my body till I was totally dry, I walked towards my wardrobe and kept my towel, my mom started watching me in a very unusual way without uttering a word and it felt really awkward. “Mom! Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked my mom as I opened my wardrobe and hid my naked body beside the wardrobe door and stretched out my neck to look at my mom to see if she would change the way she was staring at me or say something that might probably make me blush. “I’m just so surprised to see that I gave birth to such a beautiful girl that has turned into a sexy lady, looking at you like this, I’m having beautiful memories of when I gave birth to you and how loud you cried immediately you left my womb and came into this earth, you looked so beautiful right from childbirth, i and your dad were so happy, we were happy that God blessed us w
“You look stunning!” The makeup artist said as she sighted me as I walked down the stairs with my mom holding my hands. “Thankyou,” I said as I sink into a sofa in the parlor, the way everyone in the parlor kept looking at me right now made me feel extremely uncomfortable, this attention just feels a little too much and it’s making me cringe, everyone in this parlor currently has their eyes fixed on me. “Could we get started with the makeup already? So we could get done with the pictures on time,” I said as I broke the silence. “Yes that’s true, please start the makeup now so we could begin with the shoot immediately,” my mom added and they all begun to get busy immediately, the makeup artist moved towards the other part of the sofa to pick up her makeup box, the photographer opened his lens and started cleaning it while his team started to prepare where will be used for the background of the pictures that will be taken. My mom sat beside me and kept pressing my palm softly.
I went into my room, I locked my door and went towards my wardrobe, I stripped myself naked first and took my face wipes, I wiped my face throughly, the face make over is already making me feel uncomfortable, I felt so stressed, I have never ever being this stressed in a while! The fact that I needed to smile sheepishly and pretend to be happy when deep down in my heart I’m truly not happy. Nothing is as hurting as the fact that my parents are happy about all this, my mom is not entirely happy that I’m being forced to get married to zayn but she doesn’t really have a choice, my mom doesn’t really have a say, all she does is to follow my dad and do his wish because she dares not go against him. I went towards the bin behind my door and threw the wipes into in,then I headed towards the bathroom and got it, I stayed under the shower for a while, most of the time, having a sweet, long shower eases my stress, I felt so relieved as I showered, I felt so tired but this shower is sweet
I got to the bathroom and I sat on the water closet, I eased my self and washed up, I came out of the bathroom and used my second small pink towel to wipe myself. I went back to bed and I started thinking deeeply about the kind of reply that I should give him, there is nothing else in this world that makes me fall in love more with Peter daily than the way he understands me totally and never stresses me out. It’s another thing to be in love! Its another thing to be understood, I’m just so happy and thankful to God for blessing me with a man as sweet and Perfect as Peter! Even though my stupid family is creating restrictions and do not want me to be with him forever! I have accepted this ill fate of mine! I will definitely make every moment count that we have spent count! I will make sure my plan works out and I get to see him for the very last time, I will bid him goodbye but I’ll make sure he disvirgins me! He is mine and this Virginity is his!! I promised him so I will ful
“Hi my baby, how are you? Open the door!” I heard my mom’s voice faintly behind my door. “I’d be right there mom! Give me a moment,” I said to to my mom as I stood in front of wardrobe and fit into my playsuit as fast as I could, I wouldn’t want to keep my mom waiting for too long,it has just been few minutes since after the shoot but mom couldn’t bare to not see me for too long, she knows I would probably be bored without her that’s why she ran up to mu room. “Hello mama! How are you doing?” I said to my mom as I opened my door and I saw her standing there staring at me and smiling at me with the bunch of flowers I told her to keep to herself in her hands. “Mom! I thought I asked you to keep the flowers to yourself,hahahh come on in!” I said to my mom as I welcomed her inside happily and she smiled and followed up. “Yes I know you asked me to keep the flowers to myself but I just thought it’s best for it to be here on in your room and in your utmost care, since you used it
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