Gabriella Harrison:-"Either you take thi deal that I am offering you under my conditions or leave because I don't have got my precious time to waste or spare for lazy asses like you. I am the typpe of peron who like to analyze the situation fast and act faster. If I, as a woman can act fast in making decision then why can't man like you act faster than me? I must say that I am better than any one of you in the business world."I said leaning my back agai nst the chair in the conference room of my company while Dante sat down beside me and lets out a chuckle because he just analye my strategy and impressed with itbut I know he won't admit it on my face as it it will hurt his ego and male pride. " What are you implying? Are you implying that I am not a man?" Mr. Rudolf asked with an arched brow." I didnn't say that. Did I? But, now that you have said it yourself please tell me aren'r you male?" I asked with a smirk annd saw Dante holding back his laugh." You woman!" Mr. Rudolf grow
“Do you want to go for lunch down the cafe?” Dante asked after we were done with our shopping.“ We can but I don’t have any time to eat. My shoot starts in twenty to thirty minutes which is why I need to reach there on time at every cost.” I replied “ But, we can take something from McDonald’s drive thru.” I said with a grin and heard him chuckle.“ You and your love for McDonalds never gets old.” He murmurs “ Back in the college we will always sneak out just to buy you a meal from McDonalds. By the way, you are a model so you should not be eating these kind of food, right?”“ I will burn the calories later by working out but right now I am craving of Big Mac with a large drink and vanila cone.” I replied when a memory from the past flashbacks in front of my eyes when we were young and so madly in love with one another.Flashback:-“ Dante, stop. We can’t sneak out of the college just because I am craving of a meal from McDonald.” I tell my boyfriend when we were already out from the
Dante Matthews:- " Come on, buddy. Go for the goal. We have to win from mommy and Uncle Jack." I tell my football partner, my five year old son to go for the goal as we play football in the backyard of my mansion Cameron loves to play football and today he insisted on playing with his mother too.Gabriella doesn't know a single shit about football and yet she is playing football for our son in the garden as we watch Cameron laughing and jumping up and down like a happy bunny. " No, we cann't loose from the little guy,” Jack said dramatically and jokes by placing his hand on his heart while Gabriella giggles and gives a free space to our son to goal. Yeah, only a mother would do anything for her child. Gabriella never likes to loose but for Cameron I can tell she is ready to lose again and again. “Mommy, no cheating.” Cameron said folding his little arms around his chest and stood on the ground with a stern look making us laugh while Gabriella gets on her knees in front of Cameron
Gabriella Harrison:-“ No, we are not going to that charity event gala anymore.” Dante announced in a possessive tone while I smirked looking at him because I am very well aware of the reason why he is refusing to go to that gala anymore.“ And, why is that?” I asked running my hand on my visible collar bone and my revealing cleavage through the dress and looked at him with a seductive look while biting my lower lip. He gulped and steps forward and wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to his solid front and pokes his erection against my stomach earning a soft Moran from my mouth. He chuckles and leans closer to my face, our lips only mere inches away.“ Woman, don’t you know who do yo belong to?” He whispers in my ear “ You.are.mine,, my Ellla. You are my Cinderella and Maleficent at the same time.”“ Then it means I am the one on the right over here, dear husband.” I whispered back “ You know Maleficent’s revenge was legit because it was the man who betrayed him by cu
Gabriella Harrison:-" What? I am not doing anything so stop looking at me like that. You look like you want to murder someone or maybe me at the moment." I teased Dante and took a sip from my drink after winking at him." Woman, you are right because I indeed want to kill all the men over here at the party who ae eye fucking you." he said with gritted teeth and I saw him clenching his fist in anger. " Why are you acting like you care? Yoou hate me, remember?" I asked with a grin " So, let them watch and enjoy. I don't mind them staring at me or like you say eyes fucking me. Do I mind when you bring whores every night to fuck?" I asked pretending to be calm when from inside I was burning with the flames of anger as it always reminds me of his betrayal from the pst and present. At least, this time he is making no move to keep it a secret becaue this time he makes sures to show me every woman he brings with him every night."Yeah, keep pretending that you don't mind or anything but I k
Dante Matthews:-I groaned and screamed in pain when I got shot in the pain. I know I should be worried about myself but here I was worried about Gabriella as the car rolls down the road. Just like me Gabriella wasn’t worried about herself or her pains but mine as she cries out for me and tries to reach forward to place her hand on my wound where I got shot.Finally the car stopped rolling and we were lying upside down in it. I was trying to move forward to reach for Gabriella to protect her but I couldn’t because I was stuck, my ribs were broken, pieces of glass were stabbing my stomach and I was shot breathing heavily. I know I won’t survive today but I need to get my woman out of here.“ Dante...oh my God, Dante.” Gabriella cried reaching forward for me in her stuck state not caring about her on wounds or anything “ Hey....please stay with me. Stay with me, please.” She pleads placing her hands on my wounds to stop the bleeding. It was getting hard for me to breathe and keep my eye
Dante Matthews:-“ Where is my wife? Where is she?” I demanded and barked out in anger while trying to get off the hospital bed. My mind ins nowhere but on her since I have opened my eyes on the hospital bed while the doctor, nurses and Carson were trying to hold me back. I looked around in search for Silvia because I know he will know. He will know where is she. Why am I having a bad feeling that something has happened to her.I remember her. Putting her life in danger for me. She didn’t look like she hated me at all. Instead I saw the side of Gabriella, the hidden side of Gabriella is still in love with me, not just in love. Madly in love who didn’t think about her life for even a single bit. And stepped out of the car to save my life. “ Carson, I am demanding you to tell me where is my wife? Is she alright? What has happened to her?” I asked getting out of control thins time as I pushed the doctor and the nurse away from me in anger.“ Bo...Boss, Ma’am got shot while saving you. T
Gabriella Harrison:-“ Silvia I don’t want to go to my penthouse. I want to be with Cameron and I need to see how is Dante doing. I know he is recovering and fine but I still need to see him.” I pleaded Silvia to let me go who has me cuffed on the hospital bed with my fine wrist so I can’t went running to see how Dante is doing. I need to be with him. I need to find out how he is doing.“ Let me go. I will see who can stop me.” I heard Dante shout outside of my private ward where he was getting stopped by Silvia’s guard." Let him come, Siliva." I ordered Silvia in a stern tone who shook his head in denial and sat down on the couch present in the room with his leg resting on his other. He picks up the newspaper placed on the table in front of him and begin to read totally ignoring everything happening outside of the door." You can do whatever you want. I am not allowing you to meet him." he refused while I glared dagger at him when I smirked and he shook his head knowing what I am p
Cameron Matthews:-"So, what have my son in such a sour mood that he doesn't even want to talk to his father?" my father asked after taking a seat beside me on the barstool of the club."I fucked up, dad, and now I don't know how to fix that." I answered honestly after taking a sip of my wine."Does this fucked up mess include Catherine by any chance because your sister seems really pissed at you."dad asked, already guessing the right. I sighed and nodded my head."Dad, I like Cameron. I really do, but what I doesn't like is that, she makes me lose control, she makes me weak, and powerless. That's what I don't like. I am the man who always like to stay in control. The man you raised me to be, but it feels like I am failing in being one.""Who said you are failing, son?" dad asked, pouring her glass of bourbon "You are born a successor. Look at your parents. Your mom and I both are successful, so it's obvious our children has to be successful too, and as for losing control. Tell me one
Catherine Morris:-I looked at him stunned, as my body shook with the need that was still unquenched. Cameron only grinned when he saw the look of annoyance on my face for not telling him. It set me to blushing with anger and shame but I did not dare show it to him since that would be the ultimate triumph for him. “Okay,” I replied arranging my posture and clutching the robe that was hanging at the corner. “Which business are we referring to?” He followed me carefully and looked me up and down when I just wrapped the robe tightly around my breast. “I am in need of model for a shoot today, one of my best models just called in sick and rescheduled, there are no other models available, and I figured you could do it. ” I raised an eyebrow. According to the story, the conversation was as follows: “You want me to model for you? After what just happened?” “Yes, Cat,”’ he said, becoming stern. “I require the services of a professional, one who can work under pressure and you are the best.
Catherine Morris:-I was in the middle of the shoot for the Victoria secret when my assistant came with a smirk on her face and by the look of her, I know she has came with some good news that I might like."Kate, some really big hotshot is here to see you since you won't receive his calls." she spokewith a grin. I chuckled shaking my head and asked the camera man to give me five minutes. One of the staff member came with the robe to cover my bikni clad body but I refused to put it on as I just got an idea in my mind."It's alright. I will be fine." I tell the staff member with a polite smile. She smiled back and left while I headed in my trailer van after asking my assistant to send the guest inside. I have just sat down on the couch when Cameron stepped inside, looking super hot in his designer three piece suit, that took my breath away. But as I looked at him. I can't help but smile to find him gasp as he looks at my body from head to toe, and gulped."Hey, Cam. What are you doing
Cameron Matthews:-"Where is my damn coffee?" I yelled in anger when I didn't see my coffee placed on my desk after I entered my office. My assistant knows very well that I need coffee first thing I come to the office and it really pisses me off when it's not here."I am sorry, Mr. Matthews, here it is." my assistant came running inside of the office with uneven breathing like she has ran a marathon. There is one thing I like about my assistant, she is the best and never late. She is always here on time which is why my coffee is placed on my desk on time, before I arrive, but today, that is not the case certainly."Where the hell were you, Brianna. You know I hate it when on of my employees is late, especially my assistant?" I growled snatching the cup of coffee from her hand and took a sip. As soon as it hit my tongue, I calmed down and took a deep breath "Sorry, just had a rough night and you know how I get when I don't get my coffee first thing in the morning when I come to the off
Caterina Morris:-"What is happening over here?" came my best friend's voice who stepped out of her room with sleepy eyes as she smudges on them. Her eyes widened when she saw me and her brother standing in a compromising position. Cameron was only in his boxers, standing so close to me with my fingers running down his chest, while I was wearing a slip on mini nighty dress without robe. She was about to say something when she heard her father's voice."Bella Mia, just stop. She is gone." Uncle Dante tried to control Aunt Gabriella. Ella watched her parents from the stairs, then at me with a raised brow."What did you do, Erin?" only she is the one who calls me Erin and I love it."I might have caught your brother bringing a hooker into his room and I might have not liked it, and I might have not knocked on your parents door and interuptted their sex by telling your mother that Cameron has brought a hooker in her home to fuck." when I finished the sentence, Ella was looking at me with a
Cameron Harrington Matthews:"Cameron Nicholas Harrington Matthews, bring your naked ass out of your bedroom right now." I heard my beautiful mother yell at me from outside of my door as I bang the stripper that I brought from the club and after hearing her right now, I gulped because it could be the last day of my life.No one can win from Gabriella Harrison Matthews. That's what my dad always says. I thought it was because he loves mom so much that he keeps saying that to make her happy but that's totally not the case, he says it because he means it. My mom can be pretty scary."Who is she? Is she your girlfriend, fiance or wife I should know about because I don't sleep with the man who are in a relationship and cheating on their woman." the hooker speaks from underneath me, making me roll my eyes. Great, even the hookers have got rules now."Eeeeww, that's my mother out there who is currently so pissed that I might die tonight." I replied pulling out of her in a hurry "You need to
Gabriella Harrison Matthews The sun started to color the evening sky with hues of pink, peach, and orange, and I felt an odd combination of gleeful anticipation and wistful sadness. It was the most meaningful day. Our little baby girl Ella was celebrating her 1-year milestone. As my gaze fell upon our little miracle, my heart overflowed with happiness, and I was eager for the party. “This is the perfect day Dante and I have planned for Ella,” I said as I looked around the balloons and streamers covered every inch of the living room while a huge “Happy 1-year-old birthday to Ella!” birthday banner hung on the wall behind the chairs where we would gather to sing to her. Currently, Dante was busy looking after our daughter who won’t stop laughing and running after the balloons on her tiny little feet. Unlike, other kids Ella started walking when she was only ten months old, and man, if it hasn’t been tiring since because she always manages to do something odd. She was dressed up in a
Dante Matthews"Dante Giovanni Matthews! Where the fuck are you?" I heard my wife scream out loud as she could on the other side of the phone. I would have almost gone deaf if I hadn't put some distance between the phone and my ear. She is due any day now, and cranky as hell. Don't ask me about her mood swings at all because if I do then I am afraid it will be hard to stop because the list is that long."Hello, my love. I love you so much, what can I get for you this time?" I asked, trying to be as gentle and lovey-dovey as I could because one wrong word and I would be dead today."What can you get me?! What can you get me?! And, don't you dare say that you love me because if you had loved me then you wouldn't have left me over here all alone when my water just broke and what can you bring? You can bring your sorry lazy ass own at the hospital because Sylvia and Carson are taking me to the fucking hospital because your daughter is being too impatient to enter the world by giving me a
Dante MatthewsAfter our wedding reception, we finally came to our hotel room, leaving Cameron with Valentino, Carson, and Sylvia for protection and to look after. We knew that these men would give their life to protect Cameron so we were not worried about it at all. Unfortunately, my brother couldn't make it to our wedding since he needed to be somewhere really important and I understand because being a mafia leader is not an easy task."How are you feeling, wife?" I asked my pregnant wife who looked tired after being on her feet for so long."Tired, but not for you. I just need to get this dress off me. It feels so tight now. My boobs hurt." she replied and complained because indeed she must be tried wearing this tight dress for hours when she is used to wearing only baggy and comfortable clothes in this condition. I placed her down on her feet gently and helped her in getting out of the dress."Ahhh! Feels so good. Finally, I can breathe freely." she let out a deep breath of relief