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,
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©2020 By Seerat KaurCHAPTER ONELiam Rodriguez He glanced at his wrist. It was just five past twenty minutes after dawn. He was either waiting for his file to reach the table or he simply didn't give a damn about it. What mattered to him was fairness when it came to business. It wasn't about business but her, his strange feelings for her. The previous night was still vivid in his memories. A smile spread across his face which he quickly covered with his hand over his mouth. 'It has hardly been an hour since I left her in my penthouse, wearing just my shirt, my virgin beauty. Though, she wasn't there when I woke up.' He mused, feeling a tug on his lips. But, the thought of her going infuriated him. "Sir," Danny said, interrupting the train of his thoughts. He approached him with the awaited file. "Did you double-check everything?" He asked. His expression turned cold again. Danny knew his mistake could cost him his
Roselyn She was sprawled out on her stomach on the queen size bed, her legs upward swinging in smooth arcs. With her chin propped on her hands, she propped herself up on her elbows and leaned on them. She tried to immerse herself in an online book to escape the embarrassment of her blunder mistake she made the previous night. The truth was she couldn’t recall much at all, no matter how hard she tried to remember. It was her first experience with alcohol. Isha and Ana, her sister and bestie had locked the cupboard, refusing to let her use the bathroom until she told them the whole story about last night. The only thing that lingered in her mind was the memory of his charming face. She brutally bit her inner lip to distract herself and tasted her own blood. She sighed and chided herself before focusing on her reading again. ‘ I am happy with you, but maybe you aren’t happy with me. That’s why you are breaking my heart. – The girl said to her bo
Her palms were sweating, and she trembled at the thought of what might happen. She kept her eyes fixed on the view out of the window. “No tears, we’re going shopping. You’ll obey me if you want to see your friends alive.” He said menacingly, offering her his handkerchief. ‘ Did he kidnap me to have me again?’ “ Forget what happened last n-ight. I’m no-not w-ealthy. You should f-ind someone else. I’m not your t t type. ‘’ She replied, accepting the handkerchief from his hand. He came closer, his face impassive, “ I don’t believe in fucking types. I have more than enough money for both of us.” He said, his voice laced with anger. It was a clear warning for her to zip up her mouth and obey him. She swallowed hard from her dry throat. “ Can I have some w w-ater. “ She asked reluctantly. ‘ What an idiot I am! He’s threatening me and I’m asking for water! ’ One of his men handed him a small water bottle, which he gave to her. She trie
Two girls were attending to her. One was touching her hair while the other one was asking her questions. When was her last time she had visited the salon? Which brand did she prefer and which suited her skin? Once they were finished, she glanced at her reflection in the gargantuan mirror wall in front of her. Her light brown hair was beautifully highlighted and they felt incredibly soft to the touch and damn pretty. Her creamy complexion looked more radiant than ever. Her nails gleamed a striking blood red. She smiled at the two girls who did this brilliant job. “ It’s beautiful. Thank you.” She smiled, momentarily forgetting that she wasn’t kidnapped from her friend’s house. However, her mind quickly went back to him. Her head flooded with questions. Who was he? Why was he pampering her and what was the deal with guns? Nothing seemed to add up. “You are welcome, ma’am. It’s an honour that you liked our work. “ The beautician smiled and pulled her ou
Liam Rodriguez His phone pinged in his pocket. He was still in the same suit from the morning. He removed his coat and threw it on the bed. He fished out his phone and unlocked it. ' Wanna race? big brother! - Kairo.' He put it back in his pocket. He didn't remove his holster. It wasn't like he didn't trust his men. He just didn't wanna take risks. Anyone could betray. He walked out into the garden area. " I want that sports car. " Danil demanded. " Brother, I want that car. " Kairo mopped like a kid. ' Mafia men's sons never could be kids. They were bo
Roselyn She opened her eyes. Isha didn't come to wake her up today. She daily asked her to make coffee and bring breakfast to her room. Then Isha decided what kind of dress she was going to make her wear for the day. Isha never missed the routine. She roamed her eyes around. He was in her room. Her widened eyes caught his sight. She gasped and sucked in her breath. She was perplexed to see him so early. ' Was he there the whole night? ' she thought. " Good morning." His emerald eyes were staring at her. His lips were parted in a small smile. He was sitting on the only chair in the room like a king on his throne. His sight returned the whole scary memories fr
Liam Rodriguez He drove away from her house clouded with her thoughts. He was sure. She belonged to him, the pink diamond on her ring finger was proof of it now. He would not hesitate to spill blood for her if it required. He didn't bother about it. She didn't reply to his three words. All he wanted was her loyalty, soul, and love. He already had her in his arms, he smiled at the thought. She wasn't any stuff or thing for him. She was his life. Suddenly, His phone pinged in his pocket, breaking the chain of his thoughts. He halted his car. He fished it out. Danil threw a party today. Kairo asked him to come as soon as possible. In fact, the three brothers never had enjoyed any party without each other. " Twenty minutes. " He typed quickly and sent. He started the engine instantly.
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