She woke up at her usual time. The room looked empty. She felt saddened. After consummating, she was hoping he would lay next to her, demanding more. A tear slid down her cheek. Wiping it with the back of her hand, she swirled her neck and froze. His gaze was heated against her body. She felt the cold air against her skin. "Good morning," His brows creased. She tugged the comforter up, "Good morning." She cast her eyes low, blushing, forgetting her sadness. He towered over her and leaned in to kiss her, "Call me if you need anything," He said. She nodded. She could feel his calmness and peaceful environment surrounding her. He leaned down and pressed his lips softly on her head. She exhaled softly, pushing away the nagging thoughts. She clenched the soft fabric to her chest and watched him striding out. He clicked the door behind him. She wanted to find a quiet corner to grip her feelings. The storm of emotions wante
"Don't," The word was a low growl, full of warning. She spun and looked at him. She couldn't hold the smile that appeared on her face, "But I wanna taste it," She insisted. His hand slipped around her waist, tugging her to his chest. He grabbed a glass of whisky and put it back with a loud chunk. "No!" He denied her immediately. "Then what should I do? Kids are not home. You're going to the office. Ana has gone. Rose is resting in her room. Isha is with Olivia to meet kids in the orphanage. You already have plans. God knows what's so important?" She complained. The corners of his lips twitched up, "That's not the solution." He motioned at the glass of whisky, "You love cooking. If I'm not wrong." She looked surprised. She wasn't planning to drink. She wanted him to stay longer, "Yeah!" His eyes focused on her and his expression smoothed, becoming guarded, "You weren't supposed to drink." He said. She wanted
KAIRO He gritted his teeth as he took the stairs. He wanted to look back at her, He halted himself as he considered it a sign of weakness. He didn't want any weakness. He could feel it, it was too late now. He wasn't afraid of dying tonight. He wanted to protect her until his last breath. He shook his head and glided his fingers through his dark hair. 'What the f*** am I thinking? I should consider how to torture them. She's my f****** weakness. Damn it! They were here to kill her or kidnap her. Bl**** stalker will be behind this.' He thinned his lips as he strode toward the garage. The dungeon was near the premises of Rodriguez property. Liam, his older brother, decided it after his wife walked in the dungeon for entertainment, unknowingly. She was walking in the hell of her husband. He puffed out a long sigh. He schooled his features, pushing away the worry. After knowing, they were here to hurt her. He couldn't control his unse
ARIANA Her gaze latched on the hall. She couldn't believe what she saw. She was in love with his new side. 'Cold-hearted Bastard!' She repeated the word in her mind that she had heard from her father, using it for them. Inconsequential wasn't part of her life. She was compelled to stay in the premises of her father, now her husband. But she wasn't feeling trapped or in a cage in her husband's mansion. Her life here wasn't part of a show now. She was enjoying it. Enjoying life was effortless, just go with the flow. They hadn't had a particular conversation but they began to understand each other and began to feel for each other. Hope could make her do anything, she didn't want to hope, not at least related to her marriage. He didn't let his emotions play. She liked this side of him. "You weren't always cruel," She said, trying to look deep into his eyes. His guards were on. It created apathy in her chest. His nothingne
She was staring at her reflection. Minutes passed. Her hair was wavy and resting on her bare shoulders. She applied red lipstick after doing the makeup. The door cracked open. She glanced over her shoulder, her heart immediately skipping a beat before taking on an erratic note. She watched him walk in. His look was different from his usual look. He was draped into a black t-shirt and black jeans. She couldn't force her gaze away from him. His expression never gave anything away. He wasn't in a foul mood, for sure. She spun on her pointed heels and smiled. The air around him was carrying power. The strength in his body was evident despite his dark clothing. Shoving his hand out of his pocket, he offered his hand. She liked it when he did so. Her smile broadened. She wanted him to return the smile, but she wasn't keeping expectations. He squeezed her hand when she slipped her hand in his. He made her walk out of the room. She wanted
She strolled out of the house. She was clutching her purse in hand. 'Olivia has shown trust in me. I can't let it break. I can handle kids. I have seen Rose and Isha. Rose is going to the hospital for the checkup. Olivia is staying with her and Isha doesn't want to miss any opportunity to be with her sister in her pregnancy.' Opening the back door, she sat in the car. She wasn't familiar with guards yet but she recognized Rachel immediately when opened the passenger side door and hopped in. Rachel gestured at the driver. Her smile was telling she was content with her life. The flash of time spent with Kairo made something warm and unusual grow within her. She watched the vast plain grassland enclosing the private road. She busied herself with her phone, strolling down her I*******m account. She didn't post her pictures, she used them to see the latest fashion. The car slowed down. She didn't look up from her phone. She froze when
KAIRO The phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and smirked at the number. He hit on the accept and put the phone to his ear, "I wasn't thinking to reach this to your ears so soon," He said in a casual relaxed way. "I don't accept my men's betrayal." His voice was cold as usual on the speaker too. "You should know what's running under your nose," He clenched the phone in his hand in exasperation, recalling the scared face of his wife. "It's Dominick's family matter," "Now, it's out of control and affecting my family." His jaw tightened. "I've given words to Liam. I won't interfere between him and his prey." He clenched his hand, "Good for you," He hit on the end button. He cursed as he didn't ask him the reason for calling him. He didn't want to call him back. "You need to use your head, instead of anger." He spun, pocketing his phone. His brows creased as he looked at Danil, "What do you want,
KAIRO He wanted to be in the middle of the street, fighting, drawing blood from his enemies' bodies. He sharply breathed in, adjusting his tie. He ran his hand over his coat. His brother's gun was lying beneath it. The clicks of the heels drew his attention, decreasing his frustration. He moved his gaze on her body swiftly. She was wearing a grey dress, the dress was moulding with her body. She smiled at him when his gaze met her through the mirror. She couldn't hide her fear. "I'm ready," She breathed out and fidgeted on her feet. Buttoning his coat, he turned to her, "You don't need to be afraid when I'm with you," He said. After staring at him for a second, she nodded her head, "Um, I saw Travis out of our door." She said, nervously. A grin appeared on his face, his forehead creased as he walked over to the door and pulled open it. His brows furrowed further at the sight of Caspian, "You're late,
ARIANA She wasn't surprised when Kairo suddenly decided to leave Detroit. She was back in his mansion. She hissed in pain as she softly placed her finger on the bruise over her forehead. Her blonde hair was in unruly waves and cascading down her shoulders. Her phone began to ring. She swirled her head at the desk. Sauntering forward, she swiped it up in her hand with a smile, "Sal, I'm fine. I've told you many times." She muttered. "Yeah! Yeah! I trust you. Still, I wanna know. How are you now?" She wasn't regretting that she couldn't spend time with her brother as he was busy catching the trouble. She sat on the couch, staring down at the carpet, "I'm good." 'I haven't seen my husband after reaching home. He's not answering my calls. I don't know what to do.' The door opened softly. Her head jerked at it, her breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. She was looking at him without blinking, "I'll call you later,
KAIRO His cuffs were unfastened and his sleeves were rolled up. His hands were gloved. A knife was gleaming in his hand. The blade was covered with blood. The crimson was dripping on the floor. A low growl rumbled through his chest, his glare was fixed at him. There wasn't any part of his skin visible clean. He was covered in his own blood. His fingers were missing, several cuts on his palms and the back of his hands. "Leave something for us, Kairo." Danil's smirking tone reached his ears. He leaned against the opened door, looking down at struggling, groaning in pain Tony. Tony stared at them with hate in his eyes. The cloth in his mouth was muffling his screams. Kairo glowered and fisted in his face, "Lower your gaze, piece of ****!" He snarled, punching his hand one more time. He made another hit over the back of his hand, on the several cuts. Tony howled in pain. His face creased.
A shiver moved up her body when she found their guards' gazes on her. She managed a nervous smile and took the way to the kitchen. Her body tensed involuntarily when they started to walk behind her. She tried hard not to show fear. They just needed a little hint and it would reach Kairo. She could have lost her mother forever. Her heart was racing so hard and fast she was fearing it was enough for them to notice that something was off. The tension in the air was surrounding her or only she was feeling it. The maids looked up at her. She ignored them as her gaze fixed on the second door of the kitchen. She looked over her shoulder. They were busy inspecting the area. One of the maids stepped forward, her head bowed. The staff wasn't changed. She recognized her immediately. She could ask for their help but she didn't want to put their lives in danger. She could only hope that her husband would save her from her father's danger. But no one could save the
She had learned how to bury those feelings, she felt when she found herself alone in the room. She was frightened to imagine the stalker around her every time. The fear and anxiousness, she couldn't control. The heavyweight that she was feeling in his absence was making her suffocate. She blinked a few times, plucking her eyes away from the door. It opened softly. Her heart began to race in anticipation. A slow smile appeared on her face. "Ria," Her mother walked into the room. She didn't let her smile drop, "Mom," She hurried her feet at her mother, "Is dad treating you..." Marcella shook her head, "Did he hurt you?" She cupped the side of her face. A deep frown foamed over her face, "Why would he hurt me, Mom?" She shook her head in disapproval, "He's not father," She added, looking into her eyes. Marcella glanced at her, looking stunned, "He isn't cruel." "Why would he?" She relaxed that her mother wasn't g
Tension radiated from her. She didn't want to come and meet her family in such a condition when she knew there was a stalker out there who was too dangerous. Silence filled her thoughts when she looked at her husband. It wasn't any special occasion. Only Vincent and his trusted guards knew the reason for their arrival. Her father and mother and the entire outfit were unaware of it. She was planning to stay away from her father. They had busy days. It didn't count when she was in danger. Her father, Dominick, had thrown a party welcoming them. She ran her fingers over the diamond necklace around her neck. Her gaze halted on a simple thick bangle of silver. Kairo had asked her to not remove it. She wasn't interested in putting it on, but Kairo insisted on it. It looked like a classic piece, but she still found it boring. The silence could be felt around her. She was dreading it. She stared off toward the garden out of the window. She hadn't prai
KAIRO He wanted to be in the middle of the street, fighting, drawing blood from his enemies' bodies. He sharply breathed in, adjusting his tie. He ran his hand over his coat. His brother's gun was lying beneath it. The clicks of the heels drew his attention, decreasing his frustration. He moved his gaze on her body swiftly. She was wearing a grey dress, the dress was moulding with her body. She smiled at him when his gaze met her through the mirror. She couldn't hide her fear. "I'm ready," She breathed out and fidgeted on her feet. Buttoning his coat, he turned to her, "You don't need to be afraid when I'm with you," He said. After staring at him for a second, she nodded her head, "Um, I saw Travis out of our door." She said, nervously. A grin appeared on his face, his forehead creased as he walked over to the door and pulled open it. His brows furrowed further at the sight of Caspian, "You're late,
KAIRO The phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and smirked at the number. He hit on the accept and put the phone to his ear, "I wasn't thinking to reach this to your ears so soon," He said in a casual relaxed way. "I don't accept my men's betrayal." His voice was cold as usual on the speaker too. "You should know what's running under your nose," He clenched the phone in his hand in exasperation, recalling the scared face of his wife. "It's Dominick's family matter," "Now, it's out of control and affecting my family." His jaw tightened. "I've given words to Liam. I won't interfere between him and his prey." He clenched his hand, "Good for you," He hit on the end button. He cursed as he didn't ask him the reason for calling him. He didn't want to call him back. "You need to use your head, instead of anger." He spun, pocketing his phone. His brows creased as he looked at Danil, "What do you want,
She strolled out of the house. She was clutching her purse in hand. 'Olivia has shown trust in me. I can't let it break. I can handle kids. I have seen Rose and Isha. Rose is going to the hospital for the checkup. Olivia is staying with her and Isha doesn't want to miss any opportunity to be with her sister in her pregnancy.' Opening the back door, she sat in the car. She wasn't familiar with guards yet but she recognized Rachel immediately when opened the passenger side door and hopped in. Rachel gestured at the driver. Her smile was telling she was content with her life. The flash of time spent with Kairo made something warm and unusual grow within her. She watched the vast plain grassland enclosing the private road. She busied herself with her phone, strolling down her I*******m account. She didn't post her pictures, she used them to see the latest fashion. The car slowed down. She didn't look up from her phone. She froze when
She was staring at her reflection. Minutes passed. Her hair was wavy and resting on her bare shoulders. She applied red lipstick after doing the makeup. The door cracked open. She glanced over her shoulder, her heart immediately skipping a beat before taking on an erratic note. She watched him walk in. His look was different from his usual look. He was draped into a black t-shirt and black jeans. She couldn't force her gaze away from him. His expression never gave anything away. He wasn't in a foul mood, for sure. She spun on her pointed heels and smiled. The air around him was carrying power. The strength in his body was evident despite his dark clothing. Shoving his hand out of his pocket, he offered his hand. She liked it when he did so. Her smile broadened. She wanted him to return the smile, but she wasn't keeping expectations. He squeezed her hand when she slipped her hand in his. He made her walk out of the room. She wanted