All Chapters of Mine To Have: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I was the wide daughter, the one who was bent on doing anything she wanted. It started after my mother died, leaving me and my younger sister in the cold grasp of my dad, well. I guess he doesn't have the right to be my dad because he killed my mother. Since my mom died, I never cared about anything or anyone, not even my younger sister, Junie but I still loved her. I am Vanora Campbell, the eldest daughter of a Scottish family. We live in Deanvillage, Edinburgh, and right now, I'm sitting on the bar seat waiting for my drink. "Hey..uh Nora," The barman called, he knew my name because I was his regular. I've taken after my dad in drinking, a bit surprised that I didn't see him anywhere in the bar with one of his sluts. "Hi, Scotch please," I ordered for my drink, he looked at me for a while and asked, "Don't tell me you still don't know my name," He said, dropping two glasses on the counter. I made a face, "Did you ever give me one?." I asked him. He sighed. Believe me, I wouldn't

I trailed my eyes around, searching for the gorgeous man that I had seen yesterday, the one that I had been sold to and the one who was the boss to every soul in this mansion. And there he was, sitting across from me, behind a table, in his office. This wasn't the room that I thought it was, this was his study room. He didn't look up but he'd said something. "I didn't get to talk to you yesterday," He paused. His angelic voice lures me into the world of thoughts. He was damn alluring and very calculated. His suit hugs his body perfectly. His dark slicked hair almost made me damp my pant. He was by far a beauty.I realized too quickly that I was dozing into him,"Yes. And I want to speak to you yesterday. Okay, I'd start by saying, ``that man is not my father, you have to let me go, whatever business you both had is between you two, allow him to face the consequences and let me go." I complained bitterly though inwardly, I was denying the fact that I wanted to stay more because of him

Zavi Covillie.She was fearless, and nonchalant about everything. She talks a lot and the only thing she was afraid of was losing her life. A girl who doesn't care if I killed her father, is it how bad she hated her father?. A girl who looks me directly in the eye, very bold and feisty. She's insanely beautiful, had long brown curly hair, very beautiful emerald eyes, she reminded me of someone, someone that I found so hard forgetting in my life. I could give her up with the other sluts but I waited, she's too nimble to waste like that. I've thought about what I wanted from her, what I wanted to use her for but I'm not sure. If she survives the heat tonight, I would train her and make her mine forever. I would make her a woman behind the mask. But why?. There are so many beautiful and skillful women out there, why should it be her?. "Boss, why did you choose her?." Wallace asked the question that I wasn't able to answer myself. "There are many skillful sluts in the family, and yo

Wallace dragged me out of the car and I yelped because of the pain I was feeling in my ankle. He looked down at my legs and smirked, "Don't worry, our boss will kill you for what you have done himself." Is that it?. They didn't want me killed by Fraser's men but by Zavi. How could I not think of that?. But I didn't kill that man, I only gave him a few shots that I didn't know would kill him, I am surprised to know he wasn't breathing. I thought as strong as he seemed to be, he would hold onto a few shots of the Vodka. Yes, I know the spirits Vodka has 95% alcohol and I'm already acquainted with the drink. Remember, I drink every night at the bar. And I've been with such gamblers who took it and are still living. We climbed the stairs to the hallway and then we reached an elevator. I hadn't seen this earlier in the house.We arrived at the rooftop and the elevator slid open, my eyes rested on Zavi who stood with his back facing us, he was in his long black jacket and wine was placed

……Vanora CampbellI've seen my mother die, in fact, she died in my arms, but I've never seen anyone shot directly, and not someone who died for my sake. I knew these men were dangerous, the first time I calculated that they were in the mafia, I knew I was not gonna survive it. My dad had fucked me up so many times, I was a pain in his ass, he hated me because I reminded him of my mother who he killed, although he didn't just shoot my mother in the head, he led the bastards who killed her, and this is the only thing he could do? to offer me to the devil himself. My back rested against the wall and my face bent in between my lap as I thought about it. I can't hold up this way, I know I act all mighty and brave but this is one thing that breaks me down, seeing someone shot in front of you. That bastard. That monster. How could he look very comfortable after killing that innocent girl?. The door opened and someone walked in. I took in a breath as I saw the monster looking down at me