All Chapters of MY POUND OF FLESH: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

As I stood at the door waiting for one of his henchmen to take me to him, a lot of thoughts ran through my mind. I just couldn't put my mind at rest."This way," one one his men said, startling me back to reality. I heaved a sigh and followed immediately as he led me into the study. He opened the door wide, bidding me to enter."He is waiting for you," he said. I gathered the last shred of confidence I had and walked right through the door. I felt as though each step I took closer to him was taking me closer to my doom, yet I couldn't run from it. The man who led me inside didn't enter the study with me; he shut the door immediately, and I became apprehensive.I turned to look at the door, contemplating bailing, but I had decided it was time I faced my foe head-on. As I walked into the room, he was sitting at his desk looking through some documents. It was a bit dark in the room with only the table lamp on. I wondered why he would be working in the dark, but then I remembered how dark

I went shopping with Lucia, the designer. She was nice and made me feel at home with her. She is quite the talker, but I noticed she is careful not to mention Mace in every of her conversations. Even when she unknowingly mentioned him, she quickly maneuvered the conversation.We went from shopping for clothes to underwear, makeup, jewelry, beauty products, and even wedding gown fitting. I thought my wedding was going to be a remarkable day, that I wouldn't forget in a hurry, but right now it's just like every other day. I just want to get it done with already. Shopping with Lucia was fun, but the prices of some of the things we bought still made me dizzy. it was actually breathtaking being accorded respect at every shop each time we flash Mace's infinity credit card, I guess one of the perks of marrying Mace was wearing expensive things and being treated like royalty. We finished shopping a little late. I was dropped off at the mansion, and I got in only to find out Mace wasn't home.

I woke up this morning with a feeling of excitement and happiness radiating around my body. I couldn't remember the last time I was this happy these past few days. I didn't wait to be awoken by his men as I usually do. I finished bathing very early in the morning and went down for breakfast. When I got to the dining hall, Mace wasn't there as usual. I felt bad, not because I wanted to see him, but just maybe he had a change of mind regarding going to see my dad.I inquired from the maids, and the chief maid, Olivia, said he left early in the morning and instructed her not to make breakfast for him. I slumped into one of the chairs, feeling dejected."Is everything okay? Is the breakfast not to your liking?" Olivia asked, pointing at the dishes on the table."I'm not hungry," I replied as I made my way to sit on one of the couches in the sitting room. I was patiently waiting for him to return. A lot of thoughts ran through my mind. I tried convincing myself that he had only forgotten t

I was excitedly waiting for Mace to enter but was disappointed when a bodyguard came into the room to inform me that the car was ready.I tried so hard to resist the urge to throw stuff at him that I banged my spoon on the table and stormed off. I was about to enter the car when I realized his face was new. I guess he is the new guard that was assigned to me. I have never really seen much of this new bodyguard, nor have I seen Niko since the accident. And I kept forgetting to ask Mace.The new bodyguard, Leo, wasn't much of a talker; I didn't feel relaxed with him, but maybe it was because of the near-death experience that made me so distrustful.I arrived at Nyx Bridal, and Ana was patiently waiting for me while going through the catalogs. I tried out tons of wedding gowns before we got the one she finally approved of; it wasn't an easy feat getting her to approve this wedding gown, as she was looking for the one that would be perfect for the wedding of her son and her dearest daught

I woke up with a headache the next morning. I wanted to stand up from the bed, but I felt a heavy load placed on me; it was like someone was pressing me into the bed. I turned to see Mace lying down next to me.It took me some seconds to remember why I had a splitting headache and why I was in bed with Mace.He had his leg thrown over me, and his erection was pressing into my back. I often imagined what it would be like to be in bed with him. But now that it was happening, I wasn't happy about it.I pushed his arms off me, and he rolled on his back.I turned over to have a clearer view of him, and I took my time admiring his features. His jet-black hair was disheveled. His face was chiseled, and he was very ribbed. I often saw his muscles when he walked around the house with no shirt on, but it was never up close. It was my first time in bed with him. I had always imagined how romantic it was going to be, but right now, it hurts more than it pleases me.He had tattoos on his chest, ar