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
“Heloooo, where is everyone? Hiiiiii!” Me and my mom heard my dad’s voice echo from downstairs. “Dad is back,” I said as I raised my head from my mom’s lap as she stopped playing with my hair as soon as she heard my dad’s voice. “Let’s go downstairs,” mom said as she stood up and started to fit into her indoor slide. “I’m sure he knows we’re here,” I said as I stood up and walked behind my mom and we went towards my room entrance. My mom held my hand as we both went down the stairs and used her second hand to hold the stair rays. “Welcome home dad,” I said as I walked towards him and he widened his arm to hug me, I walked closer to him as I increased the speed of my step and hugged him. “My beautiful daughter, how are you?” Dad said to me after the tight hug that kind of seemed unusual, I can’t remember the last time my dad gave me a tight hug like that, he seems so happy as she kept on smiling at me sheepishly which kind of put me in a very awkward situation. “I’m doi
I need to go downstairs, my pictures might probably be ready by now , I need to make sure I ask dad today, I’ll ask him for permission to allow me go to school,I’ll tell him that my presence is needed in school because of the upcoming exams and I’m rest assured that he wouldn’t be able to say no, I really hope he agrees,I need to see Peter, my plan just has to work out. I stood up from my bed and went toward my wardrobe, I went unclad and reached for my towel, I placed it around my body and headed towards the bathroom, I spread the towel on the fancy hanger that was in the entrance of the bathroom. I stayed in the shower and used the water to carefully rinse my body,the shower felt to soothing and sweet as usual, I stretched my hands and reached for my full Jared body scrub and used it to scrub my whole body gently, I made sure to be careful with the scrub as I used the scrub to give myself a full body wash. I used the water to carefully wash away all the foamy soap that was o
“Hello mom,” I said as i opened my door and met my mom standing in front of my room. “Your pictures has been ready for a while my love, we thought you’ve been asleep that’s why I didn’t come to get you,were you asleep?” My mom asked me as she reached for my right hand and held it tightly. “No mom, I’ve just been in bed and my mind has been drifted away into different kind of things,” I said to my mom as I smiled at her. “What have you been thinking about? Hope it’s nothing too serious, you can talk to mama, you know I gave birth to you ans there is actually nothing that you can’t tell me right?” Mom said as she placed her two arms behind me and pulled my body closer to hers. “It’s nothing too serious mama, I only miss my roommate,I miss our silly chit chats, that’s all,” I said to my mom as I reached for her checks and pecked her. “Oh! You’ll get to see her soon, I know that, actually, your dad felt extremely happy when he saw your pictures, he felt really happy to see you
“Good evening ma’am,” the voice said immediately my mom opened the door, the voice sounded masculine and soft, it sounded so familiar but I’m not so sure of where I’ve heard that voice at but I’m rest assured that I’ve heard the voice before. “Oh my! Welcome! Good evening, how are you doing? Hope your journey down here wasn’t so stressful,” I heard my mom say to whoever that just stopped by at our house, she welcomed him inside and she sounded so sweet and respectful. His colognes and sprays immediately hit my nose as he walked into the parlor carefully and his shoes made quite pleasing quiet sounds on the floor. “Oh my in-law! How are you doing Zayn?” Dad said as he immediately stood up and walked towards Zayn who was already coming towards us. I looked at him closely and noticed it was really him, he really came by to see me, why did he? Why? Zayn is actually so funny, why is he acting like he likes me or something when he is only getting married to me based on some deal,
We both got to the dinning table and Zayn held out the seat for me, I sat down comfortably, “Thankyou!” I said silently to Zayn and he smiled softly, he sat right beside me. I kept looking through the path that leads to my parent’s room expecting them to show up but there is no signs of the yet, it looks like my dad is still still trying to give us some private moments together which is totally not needed currently, I don’t need any private moments with Zayn, my parents should be here be here already so I’ll get done with this dinner and go up to my room, i need so much alone moments to myself at the moment. My dad and mom are usually the one waiting for me to come down from my room and join them to have dinner, I really don’t know why it’s otherwise at the moment and it’s just so annoying. “Do you know what might be keeping them waiting? Would you like to go check up on them?” Zayn asked me as he seemed kind of worried, it’s been a while since my mom went in to get my dad. “
I got into my room and locked the door, I sunk in my bed and sighted, “ohh what a long day!” I said as stretched my both arms and yawned, I fell so weak and tired, it feels like I’ve being outside doing a strenuous job, even attending lectures and writing notes doesn’t makes me feel this tired, I’m emotionally stressed too I heard my phone vibrate and of course I already know it’s my man calling,he’s probably being calling for a while but I’ve been buzy having dinner and chitchats with my husband to be, it’s all so traumatizing and I don’t know what and how to think right now. I stood up and moved towards my shelf, i took my phone and checked it , it was truly Peter calling me, my heart jumped for joy and I answered the call immediately. “Hello my baby,” I said as I answered my call and laid back comfortably in my bed and used my duvet to cover my body and I felt so warm. “How are you doing my love, I dropped series of texts but I didn’t get any reply and that’s why I’m call
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