Gabriella Harrison:-"And, that's a wrap. Good job like always, Gabriella." the cameraman praised me after we were done with the shoot for the new upcoming collection for the Dior.I smiled coldly at him and walked away. I know what was going on in that bastards mind. He was trying to get between my legs. His lustful look tells me all and trust me he is not going to be working over here on the next shoot because I will be getting his sorry ass fired very soon in no time. I looked at Silvia waiting for me and nods his head when he looks at me and I nod back." Ten minutes," I mouthed and headed inside of the makeup room to change into my casual clothes and get going back home. I am so tired for the day and don't have the strength to stand anymore. " Get all these pins out of my head." I ordered my stylist while I picked up my cigrette, lit it and brought it to my mouth when I saw my angent glaring at me. She doesn't like this habit of mine but I don't care. I only to this to numb my p
Gabriella Harrison:- I woke up in the familiar room tied up, no not tied but cuffed on the bed by none other than my husband who I haven't seen for the last two months and when my eyes landed on him today the tears began to form in my eyes that I held back because I missed him.I missed him so much and looking at him standing in front of me on the bed makes me want to get up and hug him because the man looks hot yet miserable at the same time with his eyes puffy red and his beard grown like he hasn't shaved for the last two months." What am I doing here, Dante? You fucking kidnapped me. I am sure you are aware of it, right?" I asked him with an arched brow when he chuckled getting on the bed keeping his gaze fixed with mine." Bringing your own wife back home is not called kidnapping, Bella mia." he murmurs in a raspy tone " Now, tell me. Did you miss me?" he asked running the back of his hand on my cheek gently. I closed my eyes with his single touch and felt shiver of electric spa
Gabriella Harrison:-I began to speak after drinking after while Dante waited for me to speak. I don't know where to start but I did although this topic was so hard for me." After I got ready to walk down the aisle dressed up as your bride, I heard the voice coming from nearby where I was passing from. I followed those voices and saw a man grabbed by his throat and getting beaten by none other than my soon-to-be husband who always hold a nice and good boy personality. Not to forget a nerdy person who was always found buried in the books.I got frozen in my place when I saw you taking the life of the man. One moment I was waiting to walk down the aisle, take your hand and say the word I do and the other moment I was terrified of you, my hand placed on my belly where our unborn baby was growing. I found out about the pregnancy a few hours ago and wanted to surprise you with the news after becoming your wife but things didn't work out as I planned. I got scared of your dangerous side a
Dante Matthews:-When I heard her speak her side of the story I was into pure shock to find ut that she ran out of fear and some bitch put wrong side of the story in her mind otherwise she wouldn't have run. All this time I was blaming her for running away from me because was poor.I kept on thinking that she stood me up because I didn't meet her standard. I thought I was played by her. I thought she pretended to love me when the other day she put her own life in danger to save mine I realized that this woman can never put pretend to love me. No woman will put her life in danger for some other man unless she is madly in love with him.Her dangerous move made me have second thoughts, her love and affections towards Cameron made me have second thoughts, the hurt in her eyes whenever I brought tears into her eyes made me have second thoughts on my decision and made me feel like I am doing wrong with her.Now, all I feel is guilt inside of me for living on the lie and built up hatred fo
Dante Matthews:-" Now, get ready to hear my side of th e story because something tells me you are not going to like the outcome of it. I have a little guess who can be the culprit over here but the news can be very heartbreaking to you at the end if my guess is right.'' I tell her after she was done telling me what she and her father has gone through in their life. I thought only I was the one wh grew up in pain and poverty when in reality she did too and today everyone think of her as the iced queen and spoiled rich brat.I thought of her as one too. I thought she pretended to love me because she is a heartless woman with no heart. How can I think that? How can I let go of her easily and think of her as the wrong? It wasn't her who was on fault. It was all me. I kept secrets from her that made her run away from me and someone framed me with the woman that added the spice in the scene and made her hate me.I am the one who is at fault over here. How can I claim to love her more tha
Gabriella Harrison:-I sat down on the couch while Dante paced around nervously struggling to speak because something tells me that I won't like the result after we are done sharing with our side of the stories. Why am I having a feeling like I am going to face the biggest heartbreak of my life?"I won't deny that I didn't kill the man because I did. I had to kill him to keep you safe and alive. The only way to keep you safe was to kill that assassin because assassin never stops until he or she finishes the given task. So, after killing that man I cleaned myself and headed to the altar where I was waiting for you anxiously to walk down the aisle but you never showed up and I get the news from someone that you have ran from the wedding and stood me up. All of your college friends that were invited at our wedding begin to make fun of me and told me that you were just using me, playing with me, fooling around and much more. Why? Because, I was a poor and didn't match your high standard
Dante Matthews:-I looked at my beautiful wife sleeping on the bed who passed out after crying her heart out not believing that her fahter can do that. I can't imagine what she is going through. All I know is the she is in serious pain and I need to get her out of it at every cost. If she stays like this then she might end up losing her mind and all her abilities. I need to take her out of this state and for that I will do anything." Dante, do you want me to do anything for you?" Carson asked entering the room looking worried." Where is Silvia?" I asked." He is in the dungeon because the man refused to give up and full in protective mode. Trust me, he is a beast." Carson replied." Bring him up. We need to talk. I know only he can help me out in this matter. I think it's time he and I call truce. I was wrong in the past, I was wrong to put this woman in pain when all this time she was in pain too and going through so much things. She is good at masking her emotions. No one knows ho
Gabriella Harrison:-" I don't know about us." I tell himm honestly because I really don't know. I think we are toxic for one anotehr and never meant to be together." Are you doing this because your father didn't like me?" Dante asked " Because you always do what you father always wanted you to do."" What? No, I just.... I just....I don't know what to say right now. I need time to hink. There is so much going in my life already and I don't know what to do." I tell him shaking my head when Carson entered with Silvia. I don't know if he was involved with my father or not. Heck! I even don't know if my father was involved in messing Dante and my relationship or not. I give a glare to Silvia who looks at me with a confused frown on his face then looked or more like glared at Dante." What did you do?" he demanded Dante." Me? I didn't do anything. She and I just talked what happened six years ago and I think it is all Victor's doing to split Gabriella and me apart and rght now she doe
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