what happens when the innocent Debra gets mixed up with a ruthless mafia boss who disguises himself as a CEO? now Debra has to keep it a secret from her family to protect them, while she continues to get more deeply involved with the mafia. someone save Debra Santiago.
View MoreI exhale and brush up my hair a little, finding my way to the ballroom.I walk into the ballroom and the interior took my already unstable breath away. I gasp.“Holy shit.”“Holy shit indeed.”Someone appears In front of me with bodyguards by their side.“Built it myself.”I stare confused.“Hello Diana grace.” Well shit.••||••I stand there utterly dumbfounded, was I scared? Yes, I definitely was. Anyone in my shoes would be if they were sent to seduce and intoxicate someone they haven't even seen before, but that's not the reason my brain shut down the moment I saw him. The reason is…“Take a picture, it lasts longer.” Mr. Lee teases.I regain consciousness, I hadn't realized I was staring too much. “I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to.” I apologize.I mean Sebastian and gun said he was some evil guy who bit off more than he could chew, but bloody hell did they forget to mention that he was young and stunning, I see why he gets away with everything. Not only that, but I wouldn't lay a
“We'll arrive at the venue in 5 minutes, sir.”Fredrick turns to me, “are you ready, Santiago?”“No?” I whisper.“Good because we need you to be nervous. Lee dong loves his girls shy and innocent.”“Just like you, Fredrick.” Sebastian chuckles.Fredrick stares at Sebastian, giving him the 'what the fuck is wrong with you' look.It would have been funny, but I can't even process laughter right now. What if I mess this up and expose all of us?What if I make one wrong move, and he puts a bullet through my skull?I begin to panic.“Relax.” Fredrick places his palm on my naked back, rubbing little circles with his thumb. “You're fine, you can do this. And if you fuck up, you're not going to die because we won't allow him to hurt a single hair on your head. So, breath Santiago.” He reassures me.If he thinks that calmed me down, it didn't. It only made me grow hotter, having his hand brushing against my back, a hand he still hasn't taken off my back. I try my best to relax my breathing an
“Hurry up, there's someone you'll have to meet” he gives me a side glance, “he's been waiting for you, Santiago.”“Who?” We take a sharp turn.“Me.” A familiar voice speaks from behind me. I turn around to see who it is.“We meet again, love.” He smiles, showing off his perfect set of teeth.Well, damn. ||•••||“Sebastian?”“From the elevator.” I smile.But my smile instantly fades away the moment I remember the last thing I said to him. Fuck!My face goes red and I clear my throat.He walks towards me, giving me a kiss on my cheek. “It's alright, love, your secret's safe with me.” He whispers into my ear.“How?--” I point between him and Fredrick.“We're cousins.” Fredrick replies coldly, almost as if he regrets having Sebastian as his cousin.“Oh” I say.“He doesn't love me very much” Sebastian whispers. “But I love him either way.”“So you work for the company? Or is it a…“Cover up” we both echo.Fredrick stares at us, irritated and angry. “What's wrong with him now?” I ask Seb
“What do you mean you can't make it? It's Monday night! We always go bowling every Monday night since our third year in college!” Suzzy yells into my ear from the other side of the phone. I sigh, struggling to get into my skinny jeans, have I added weight?“Listen suzzy, I told you already for the fifth time, something important at work came up, so I have to- I must attend.” I explain yet again.“It's that bastard, isn't it?” She seethes.“Who?” I ask, finally slipping to the jeans after wiggling and hoping for thirty seconds. I walk around the couch looking for my bra, I swore I left it here last night.“Mr. gun, that douchebag is making you work over time, and you just started working for him. I swear, if he's doing something crazy, and you're hiding it from me…”My heart skips a beat. I hate lying to herin fact, I hate lying in general, but sometimes lies and ignorance keeps man alive.“Suzzy I promise it's not like that, and besides he's paying me more than I even asked for, so it
“What do you mean you can't make it? It's Monday night! We always go bowling every Monday night since our third year in college!” Suzzy yells into my ear from the other side of the phone. I sigh, struggling to get into my skinny jeans, have I added weight?“Listen suzzy, I told you already for the fifth time, something important at work came up, so I have to- I must attend.” I explain yet again.“It's that bastard, isn't it?” She seethes.“Who?” I ask, finally slipping to the jeans after wiggling and hoping for thirty seconds. I walk around the couch looking for my bra, I swore I left it here last night.“Mr. gun, that douchebag is making you work over time, and you just started working for him. I swear, if he's doing something crazy, and you're hiding it from me…”My heart skips a beat. I hate lying to herin fact, I hate lying in general, but sometimes lies and ignorance keeps man alive.“Suzzy I promise it's not like that, and besides he's paying me more than I even asked for, so it
With great power comes great responsibility.So, what if you were given a position, in a company you just started working in, as an assistant to the C.E.O?You take responsibility, right?Well, wrong. You stand there wondering how and why you were given such authority knowing fully well your portfolio isn't fit for such position; I mean my portfolio is good, obviously, but still this is too much responsibility.“Excuse me, what?” I ask the receptionist for the millionth time.She smiles warmly at me, “Mr. Gun requested you resumed immediately as his personal assistant.”I inhale, “and where exactly is Mr. Gun?” I ask as nicely as I possibly could.“He's out of town now, but he'll be back in a few hours.” She replies.Okay, I guess this is as far as the conversation goes.“Well…” I skim through her chest looking for a name tag, I sight it “well miss Susan, I honestly appreciate your kindness, but I submitted my portfolio for sales manager and have zero knowledge of what an assistant d
"I'm not doing it." I seethe."10""My life isn't something you joke with!""6""What? What happened to 9,8 and 7?!!""3" He points the gun at me."2"He cocks the gun."1-"I strip.......He just keeps staring at me.He doesn't drop the gun nor his cigar and his eyes are fixated at my breast.I suddenly feel so insecure and shy. I lift my hands to cover up."Don't" he commands me.This is honestly so ridiculously. Who shoots someone in the middle of the night and then ends up kidnapping a female and tell her to strip. Unbelievable."Can you stop doing that?" I beg."What?" He asks."That thing with your fingers. Why do you keep tapping them on the gun? It's making me nervous."He sighs. "If I don't tap them on this gun, then I'll have to use them for something else. But I won't do anything until you plead for it."I scoff. "In your fucking dreams. You do realize you're a Corny bastard right? Here I was, with the whole world thinking you're some brilliant billionaire who knows how
Chp3I slowly turn my head towards his direction and for the first time I look at his face.I pause. What the fuck??“Mr. Fredrick?!” I scream.His eyes go wide, now matching my facial expression.This fucking prick!.......“You!!” I seethe.He scoffs “unbelievable.” “Unbelievable??? What the fuck is this? Some kind of shit show?”I slam the coat on the car seat, pointing my fingers outside the window, trying to describe this whole situation.He ignores me, lighting a cigar.He pulls off the jacket he had on, sinking into the chair, totally unfazed.“What are you doing here?”“What I'm i-- what do you mean, what I'm I doing here! You fucking kidnapped me, scared the shit out of me” I gulp, “and you shot an innocent civilian.” I say the last bit quietly.“He wasn't innocent.” He drags his cigar.“That didn't give you the right to kill him!” I yell.He grunts, “fuck this.” He slips his hand into the back of his trousers and reveal a gun. Furthermore, he points the gun at me.“Woah, wo
I haven't ran this fast in a long time. The only time I remember running this fiercely was during track practice back in highschool, but the only difference is this time, I'm running for my life."Get her, if she escapes the boss will have our balls. Fuck!" The one who seems to be gaining on me orders the rest members who are falling behind.I make a turn and come in contact with trash cans stacked up, I push them over once I run past them; trying to slow down the thugs. But it does little damage as they only jump past it.They're gaining on me, and fast.I unlock my phone and go to my call logs, searching for the only person I can call right now, suzzy.The phone rings a few times but she doesn't pick up. "Damn you suzzy. Fucking at a time like this, fucking perfect!" "Stop right there!" Like as if I will. So you'll kill me? I make another turn, but as I never get lucky in my life, like absolutely zero luck! I meet a dead end.I halt, my eyes widening in extreme fear. I haven't ev
How is this logically possible? How did I get here?How did I find myself standing in front of the most successful and intellectual businessman in the whole of New York?He's so handsome, tall, well-built. With that tattoo peeking out of his dress shirt. I just want to walk over to him and seductively pull down the shirt to know what that tattoo is.His teeth are perfect, too perfect, and his eyes?They're staring at me with so much intensity that I have to squeeze my thighs together. His hands are thick and big, not too big that it'll be weird. It makes me wonder what they can do, probably stack papers and sharpen pencils? They're a few scars also peeking from the sleeves.“Why do you keep staring?” A voice questions.I look up and meet his eyes, the intensity of the stare never flattering. It's like he's trying to pull me in.He's asking why I keep staring, but he's doing the same too.I clear my throat. How can someone's voice send vibrations to the depths of your body? His voi...
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