Struggling to live, Malia chose to be a con artist to support her brother's hospital bills. All she wants is to support her brother until her last breath. Unfortunately, she met a young mafia boss named Callisto who didn't think twice to end her life. Malia thought that Callisto was a grim reaper sent to end her as her life was always in danger whenever he was around. But contrary to what she thought, Callisto was the one she would be needing the most to help her brother and to save her own life. Callisto is willing to help her, but that comes with a condition. What could it be?
View MoreMalia’s P.O.V.“Are you ready?” Callisto let me wrap my arms around his arms.“Of course.” I respond proudly, even though I’m so nervous that I want to vomit.We’re about to go to an event that he’s invited to, and the worst part is that the big shots are there.“The question is, are you ready for the questions that everyone will ask?” I asked.“Who do you think I am?” He cockily answered. There’s a list of possible questions that people might ask us, and we made sure that we memorized them all.Since we have to pretend that we’re not pretending, we have to convince everyone that we really love each other.“I’m nervous.”He squeezes my arms and pats them lightly. “Don’t be afraid;
Malia’s P.O.V. “What?” We’re sitting side by side, and my eyes are wide open as well as my mouth because of the shock. “I mean, it’s just a pretend marriage, but you can reject it if you don’t want to.” He avoided my gaze and poured another glass of wine. I scratched my head in confusion and asked, “You’re asking me to marry you, but it’ll be a fake marriage? He nods his head. “You see, I am already the boss of my family, but the elders wanted me to have a family to secure the lineage and the power that we have. Family, does he mean the mafia things? “Okay? Why don’t you just look for a wife that won’t pretend instead of asking me to do it? And besides, isn’t it supposed to be that the girl you’re marrying should be on the same level as you? Our eyes finally met. “Where did you learn such things? “On the TV?” At least, that’s what I know. He shook his head and said, “That’s not how it works.” Oh, then, the one that I know has been wrong all this time? “Then how is it suppose
Malia’s P.O.V. Damn. I wasn’t able to learn how to shoot at all. After he teased me, one thing led to another, and when I came to my senses, it was already night. “I’ve talked to my men, and they’ve told me that your brother’s now in one of our hospitals. “Huh, you even own a hospital? “Yes, it’s in the neighboring city. It's two hours away from here. I stare at him. Does he really transport my brother that far? “What kind of hospital is it? Will it be able to tend to my brother’s needs?” I help him put down the plates on the table as we’re going to eat dinner and continue, “I’m not being prejudiced, but my brother’s condition is not to be taken lightly. “Don’t worry. My hospital is known to have a lot of great specialists all over the world. And I made sure to tell my men to make tending to your brother a priority.” Every muscle on his arms moves while he’s distributing food to our plates. I can’t help but look at them every time my eyes pass them. He can model for luxurious
Malia’s P.O.V.“Malia.” Callisto’s voice from the intercom filled the kitchen.I push the button and answer him, “Yes?I’m in the kitchen right now, and I’m having brunch because I stayed up all night watching a drama last night, so I woke up quite late.“Come to the underground.” That’s all he said after the light on the intercom went out.“He really likes to order people around, huh? Anyhow, I finish my food first before going to the underground. “What is it that he wants now?I walked through the gloomy hallway. This place freaked me out the first time that I came here. Not to mention that we’re the only ones here. The place is quiet, and the lights are dim; one would think that a vampire lives here.The talk about the deal has come to an end; w
Malia’s P.O.V. “Damn, it’s boring.” A yawn escaped my mouth. “How long should I just stay put and wait for Callisto’s commands? I am not sure if it’ll also come very soon."It’s been two days since the treasure hunt failed. I referred to it as a failure as I ended up in the wrong room because the servant, who is the mastermind of the game, handed me the wrong key.I’m thankful that Callisto didn’t get mad at me; instead, he looked amused the day after that night. Not to mention that he’s also the one who brought me back to my room.Now, he is around, but he’s super busy to the point that we rarely see each other. I’m not complaining though; less time seeing each other means less sex, but of course the pay is still the same.What a lucky girl I am! Hehe. “Lady-”“Ah!” I almost jumped out of my chair when someone spoke behind me. “Cheska? Gosh, you scared me!” Why is she spawning like that?!She cleared her throat. “I’m sorry for scaring you, lady. But the boss is looking for you. He’
CALLISTO'S P.O.V.I strode through the dimly lit corridor, my mind occupied with thoughts of business and the weight of my responsibilities. The sound of laughter and music filtered through the walls, reminding me of the ongoing party downstairs.It looks like the servants are having fun. I paid little attention to the festivities, preferring solitude in my study.As I approached the door to my private gun room, a frown creased my brow. It was a place of secrecy, a vault for my most prized possessions. The door should have been securely locked, yet it stood slightly ajar. Intrigued and cautious, I pushed it open, revealing a scene that left me bewildered.There, lying on the couch amidst an array of guns, was Malia, fast asleep. Her delicate features were softened in repose, and her breathing was calm and steady. I couldn't help but feel a surge of both amazement and concern. How had she ended up here? The room was locked, and she couldn't have gained access without my knowledge.It s
Malia's P.O.V. "Ugh! This is what happens when I drink!" My head was pounding mercilessly. I woke up to the gentle touch of sunlight, its warm rays cutting through the fog of my hangover. In the midst of my groans, Cheska's voice broke through the haze, calling out to me. "Hey, Malia, are you awake?" Cheska's voice echoed from the door. "Callisto has been looking for you." Rubbing my temples, I regretted every sip of alcohol from the previous night. How could I have let myself lose control like that? Trying to gather my thoughts, or at least attempting to, I replied, "Tell him I'll be out shortly, Cheska. "I just need a moment to freshen up." Cheska's footsteps fade away, leaving me alone with my pounding headache and disheveled mind. I stumbled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, hoping that splashing cold water on my face would bring some much-needed clarity. As droplets cascaded down my face, memories of the night flooded back. Laughter, conversations, and my feeble at
MALIA's P.O.V."Cheers!” I took a swig of the beer that was offered to me by one of the mansion servants. The drink was delicious, and I was enjoying it a lot. I looked around and saw that everyone was having a great time. The servants were laughing and joking.I didn't really plan on drinking. Like, hello? I just had my breakfast, but I got caught up in the moment.Who would've thought that the emptiness outside the hallway was because they were partying here in the hut?"Drink more!" One of them gave me another drink.Oh boy, it looks like it'll be hard for me to get out of here.****As the night went on, I started feeling a bit tipsy. The drinks kept coming, and I kept drinking them. I was having so much fun, and I didn't want the night to end. I was laughing and joking with the servants, and I felt like I was part of their group.As I stumbled through the seat I'm in, my vision slightly blurred, I couldn't help but giggle uncontrollably.I'm fucking drunk.I never thought I'd fi
MALIA's P.O.V.Cheska was the name of the lady who helped me last night. As I walked out of the room, she was waiting outside the door, telling me that she'll help me to get accustomed to the house for the time being. She led me to the dining room but I chose to eat in the kitchen instead. "Do you need anything else?" "Nope, I'm good. Thank you." She excuses herself after giving me the bowl of cereal that I requested. I sat down at the kitchen table comfortably with my bowl of cereal and started to eat. Thankfully, no one is here at this hour. I just know that it would be awkward if someone were here while I'm eating. Now that I'm seated here and my surroundings are quiet, my mind becomes somehow clear.I'm still wondering about this uneasiness I've been feeling ever since Mr.Marcus told me that Callisto is his real name. It's bugging me why I have this familiar feeling toward him that I've been feeling in that powder room. I feel like I've met him before. I just can't point ou
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