“What has that got to do with you?” He finally replied after his long-lasting battling thoughts – his words sounding sharp as If, putting all his annoyance in just that few lines of words. “If she is your wife, then…” Melissa laughed lightly and continued, “your life is fucked up!” She had said it so casually, but it had unleashed another meaning in his head. What if she had seen his stupidity revolving around his decision? What if she had seen the lunacy laced behind his decision? Then she must have called him stupid right in his face – everyone who knew the story had called him stupid, but at the end of the day, he found himself, dwelling, sinking, and even making more wrong decisions as the day goes by without thinking of the aftermath, and the reason for his wrongs decisions wasn't worth it. And that was what annoyed him even more.At that point, he was thinking beyond the ordinary, beyond what was happening at the moment, and even as his jaw clenched, and he could almost feel h
They both had one thing in common anyway—an impulsive behavior. They were all now in a triangle, circulating in the same spot with no way out. Alexander found it interesting though. Seeing John a little nervous was an honor he deserved after dealing with his hardheadedness for some time. Felicia had a loud mouth and judging from how she had stood confidently in front of him, she was ready to drag the argument until she was given the honor as the winner—until she had dragged him through the mud and exposed the bad reputation hidden beneath the good reputation he had presented before Ava. If they both had a terrible past, wasn't it as simple as ignoring her the same way she'd ignored him? But no! The insanity in him decides to spring forth through his 'act-before-thinking' head. He had made a mistake—a mistake he couldn't amend, especially when Felicia was involved, and the aftermath of his mistake, he obviously wasn't ready for it. It had hit him so unexpectedly, taking a different
“No, I don't, but, I will do it anyway.”Although Alexander could see the unwavering strong determination in her eyes, he knew she had not even the slightest idea of the decision she has come to make—she had absolutely no idea of the risk she would endanger herself if she becomes the seductress, and he also wasn't willing to put her life in danger.Ava was not bad either. Her perfect face and curves could drive any man insane; hence, she was even more fit for this job judging from her physical appearance, but, the mafia was what he knew he could not push Ava in knowing fully well of the repercussions that might follow suit – knowing fully well of what those lust burning Italian men were capable of.Unfortunately, he was stuck between two terrible options: Felicia and Ava.Just like she said, her 'terms of service' was what he knew he could not offer, and knowing fully well of the personality Felicia bares, she would go to any length to have him in her pant before accepting this task.
Snowflakes fell from the dark chilly sky as crisp wind weaved the room. The lights in the room flickered continuously until they were finally turned off. The pitch-black room was indecipherable, and they were no sense of warmth in that room. It felt extremely weird, with an uneasy sense of foreboding. The silence in the room was beyond icy and dipped into as completely frigid as ice water. Ava's blood dripped continuously from her hairline down to her chin, and the cozy wind had jolted her out of her unconscious state. A throbbing pain shot up her arm, and it seems like her arm had been replaced with ice and electricity wired straight into her spine. She felt extremely uncomfortable: as if something were holding her down. She couldn't fathom what it was, but all she knew was that she found it extremely difficult to move from the spot she was, and the merciless cozy breeze was almost freezing her to death. “Is she still unconscious?” “She ought to be awake by now.” She could hea
She was mysteriously married to the Almighty Alexander Georgia: the billionaire mafia lord.Withstanding both the pain she felt on her fraction wrist and his beast-like expression, she asked the last question Alexander would have ever thought of at that moment.“I still don't get it. Why exactly did you get married to me? Cause, if my memories are serving me right, I know I haven't met you before.” Alexander was taken aback for a second as his expression softened. Her question had hit him so unexpectedly, and he knew he wasn't ready to tell her the truth just yet. What is the need of bringing up the past when she hasn't learned to accept him yet? It will only cost her to loathe him even more.He pursed his lips, the muscle in his jaw ticking a couple of beats before he let go of her wrist and then stood upwards, “Because… I saved your life.”As ignorant as that sounded to him, unfortunately, that was the only excuse he could come up with at that moment.Truly, he indeed saved her li
“Mind if I join you?” A sluttish-looking lady clad in just a deep V-neck bralette and a way too-revealing denim shorts proposed seductively to Alexander, and before he could decline, she had already sat down on the counter stool beside him.Alexander took a glance at this woman, but only sighed as disappointment crept through his face.He tilts his head to the side and mumbles under his breath, “oh God, not now,” and afterward, he took a sip of his drink completely ignoring her.That night; after Ava had ruined his day, Alexander decided to visit the club to cool off.So much shit going through his mind now, and he needed to think deeply, or else, the whole situation might turn against him.He knew he should be thinking of business and not some little woman who had solely made up her mind to always ruin his day, unfortunately, he just can't help it.At this time, he wasn't welcoming any form of pleasure at all. But the moment the lady sat beside him without minding his approval, he r
“Why the heck did you fight with John?” Ava's voice piqued with curiosity as his head whipped towards her. When he turned to face Ava full on, he met her standing just two feet away with arms crossed firmly below her chest—her eyes gleaming venomously. He narrowed his gaze at her before raising a brow. She knew the perfect way to cause mischief, and she had already started it the moment he got home. Clearly, Alexander knew he wasn't meant to have a peaceful night that day, but at least, not to the extent of getting home and the first thing he made eye contact with was a fierce-looking woman who would devour him if she had the opportunity to. He blinked back his confusion – searching her face as she had done his before replying, “Whatever it is, we can sought it out tomorrow. I need to take a nap.” His response was stern, yet calm – and as he turned his back to take his first step towards the stairs, Ava fired back—her tone dripping with annoyance and irritation. She seems to ha
“Mrs. Georgia, are you jealous?”He half-smiled knowing his word will rile her up, but instead of resorting to violence like he thought she would, she never responded. Instead, she seems to think through the situation as her expression drifted from confusion to realization and then, accompanied by a loud huff.“Go to hell, Alexander.” She spat out—her words vicious; leaving no room for whatever pleasure he was trying to introduce.That was more like it. He expected this response. He knew her reply would be stern, serious, and daring – and how she was still standing courageously and confidently right in front of him even though there was only a sliver of space between them showed how daring she indeed was.Although, he noticed how stiff she got when he leaned in but in less than a few seconds, she had learned to adjust to it and stand tall just to keep her ego. Other girls couldn't do this—other girls were unable to stand confidently this close – definitely, they must have melted right