Novels by Angel Kaidora

The maid’s eyes widen in surprise, like I just sanid something abominable.“Madame, as the Don’s wife you–”“I do nothing! I'm not going anywhere and that's it.” I insist.She presses her lips together, “Madame, I'm afraid it's a family's custom for you to always join the women on their outings.”“If I followed the goddamn rules, I'd be the one in that uniform of yours.” I retort, noting the black shirt and white shirt she's wearing.The chubby maid's lips curl downwards but she forces a smile, “Please, go with them or I'll lose my life.”And that gets me more than it should have–perhaps because I've always gotten people in trouble when when it's not intended.I can't afford to have this lady lose her life because of me.“My clothes got burnt,” I state with a low voice, crossing my arms.“I've prepared a dress, it's in the room,” she replies, her tone tinging with hope.Clenching my jaws together, I charge into the mansion, sprinting up the stairs as fast as I can.Everything about th

After long hours of slumber, I finally jerk back to life and the first thing I remember is the surprise kiss.The way Theron claims my lips, forcing his tongue into my mouth as he explores the walls of my mouth replays in my mind like a crazy loop.My heart picks up on its speed, sending sparks to my stomach. God, I fucking hate that I'm excited by the kiss.He doesn't love me, yet he acts like it.And he takes whatever he wants, without asking for my permission and it always has me riled up.I think that's how it has always been, owing to the fact that the basis of this marriage was a kidnap.At least it's better than him pulling out my teeth though. Groaning softly, I get out of bed and it's only then I notice the odd quietness in the room.I glance over my shoulders, scanning Theron's side of the bed. It's neat, and lacks the warmth of a human or the ruffling that comes with sleeping.He wasn't here.Didn't he come to bed last night?A soft gasp escaped my lips, was he busy torturi

After the kiss, I had Tiny walk Elettra back to the bedroom. I'm too busy to worry about her right now but I'm hoping whatever she kills the rebellion in her.The Irish guy was returned back to the dungeon while I headed out to meet the man blowing up my phoneI push the door open, walking into the luxurious office. Moving towards the wide brown table, my eyes glance over the neat arrangement of files and the city's flag standing close to a PC on the left side of the table.A figure sits across the table with a magazine covering his face. I'm wondering how he managed to show up at his office on such short notice. That goes to show that this business he wants me to handle is probably too urgent for him to wait, that he agreed to meeting up with me at 3a.m.“That was quite fast,” he says, his rough voice breaking through the cold silence.“Grown so relaxed in Italy already?” I ask, unable to hide my surprise from how he didn't see my face to know it's me.“I can recognize you from t

How can a man be so cruel? My eyes well up with tears and I don't even realize I'm crying until the tears flow down my cheeks. Who the fuck pulls out one's teeth like that? He fucking said everything he knew!Not that I knew why he was being tortured but I saw enough to know that he didn't deserve the teeth removal.“Sleep walking?” Theron's sharp voice disrupts my thoughts.I swallow, pain and fear slithering through my heart at the same time. His green eyes are sparkling with so much rage that I think he might kill me for coming down here. And that makes anxiety crawl up my spine.But my mouth has a mind of its own.Even now, I won't shut the fuck up.“Don't you have a shred of humanity in you?!” I roar, not caring about the death glare he’s casting on me.“Rhetorical question?” He retorts, swinging the plier in hand.I scoff, “Right. I married a monster.”And even though I said the words aloud mockingly, the weight of realization made my shoulders drop.I know Theron is dangerou

“I'll give you a chance to save yourself,” I sigh wistfully, feigning sincerity.“Where are you guys located?” I inquire, my eyes fixing on the Irish bound by silver chains, hanging in the room.The Irish guy scoffs, his upper body glistening with sweat and red marks from the chains, veins pop out his shaved head and red face, and his inked hands look pale.“You think you've won by capturing me? You made a big mistake by doing that. I'll not tell you anything!” he barks, grinning like a mad fool.I shake my head, this guy won’t understand that being stubborn compounds his torture here. “That's not the answer to my question.” I point out, moving towards the table with opened suitcases.Picking up a bolt cutter from the table, I rivet my body to the slender figure hanging in the room.His eyes widen as I move closer, his body wiggling in the chains but it's of no use.Grabbing his right index finger, my face twists with disgust as his sweaty skin moisten my fingers. With a grunt, I pu

Those arrogant humans think they can talk down on me because I live with them, that's stupid.I thought living with Theron was hell but it turns out that living with these people is the real hell. I wish they would just go back to wherever they came from but it doesn't look like they plan to leave.My chest burns with anger and sadness as I curl myself into the bedspread. Their taunting words echo in my mind, and the one about my mother makes me sniffle back my tears.These people are disgusting, I want to fucking shoot them all but I know that'll only remain a wish because of my family. It's really frustrating to try to protect the people you love while living with the monsters who can hurt them.Letting the hot tears stream sideways from my right eye to the other, memories of my mom flash into my mind. She's the bravest person I've ever known, and still the softest too. She argued often with my father but they loved each other a lot. And her gray crystal eyes are the most beautiful

CHAPTER FIVEDaniella's POV.“I’m so disappointed in you.” My father's voice, though fragile still exuded authority.I paced back and forth with the phone in my ear as I tried to think of a way to persuade my dad.I exhaled deeply, “Father, I'm…I'm sorry.”My eyes moistened with tears but I blinked them back. “So the whole time, you claim to be working overtime at hotels but you were getting married to a man who's literally almost my age?” I pressed my trembling hand over my lips as heat crawled up the back of my neck.I curled my hair behind my ears as I lowered my head, “No…no father, I can explain.”But what exactly did I plan to say? I never thought my father would find out about my marriage as Abraham promised we were going to keep a low profile but the reverse was the case.I had initially thought Abraham was just a wealthy man whom the world didn't know about but I was quick to assume. His family was literally on the front page of the city's magazine every now and then and ri

CHAPTER FOURAbraham's POV“Yes, you all heard that right! Abraham can't be married!” Andrew's voice shot through the room.My jaw hardened as I set my eyes on the man who was supposed to be relative but was now my rival.“But I am so deal with it.” I snapped back at Andrew whose brown eyes sparkled with frustration.Andrew moved towards my uncle, “Uncle, Abraham is really cunning. He's trying to play tricks with us.”Tiny veins popped out of Andrew's muscles as he talked. Those weren't from the fact that he was yelling—that was from the fear of losing what was almost his. Andrew thought he had won the battle but I only brought him this close to surprise him in the end. No matter how hard he tried, Andrew could never figure out my next move which was why he was beyond shocked by my marriage. Sure, he hired detectives to monitor me but they only obeyed my words.“Tell him to provide evidence from the court! Or else I won't believe him! I'm sure this lady is a con artist.” Andrew poin

CHAPTER THREE Abraham's POV“Get married or get ready to watch your wealth be taken away from you.”The words that echoed in my mind as I offered Daniella a contract marriage. I had never thought I would meet her again but I did. And seeing how desperate she was to get money from me changed my view about her.I had initially found her very attractive, which was really odd as I had never felt attracted to any woman since Carissa died. My wife's death created a scar in my heart, one that bled every night I slept with strippers.However, something about the night I spent with Daniella was different. I didn't feel the pain, infact it felt strangely right. And despite arranging for a stripper to sleep with, I couldn't resist Daniella's charm.I thought she was a hookup girl like the other ladies so I left her some money alongside my address. I really wanted to see her again but I also didn't want to be too forward with it.Daniella only came to find me because she needed money. This made

CHAPTER TWO Daniella's POV “Mr Willow's condition is worsening.”After the doctor's call in the morning, I rushed to the hospital to see my father. His condition was bound to get worse after all, I hadn't been able to pay for his medication in a while.“Miss Willows, what are you thinking about?” The doctor's question snapped me out of my thoughts.I adjusted myself on the chair, “Um nothing. I was just wondering if I could deposit some amount of money so you can begin his treatment.”Doctor Sam clasped his hands together on his desk, “You know it's against the hospital’s policy dear. You can only make your payments at once.”“But I don't have the full amount and I can't watch my dad die, okay?!” I snapped at him as the fear of losing my only living family overwhelmed me.Doctor Sam pressed his lips together, “Alright. I'd only permit this because you've never requested for such before. Please go to the deposit section and make your first payment so we can begin his treatment.”I no

CHAPTER ONE Daniella’s POV “You're cheating?!” I thundered,my voice reverberating through the room.Jonathan scrambled off the bed the moment he heard my voice. But Tara? She remained calm–like I hadn't just caught her sleeping with my boyfriend!I wished this was an illusion but unfortunately, it wasn't. The truth was crystal clear. My boyfriend was cheating on me with my best friend!The gift bag in my hand became heavier, a reminder of why I had come.Jonathan and I were meant to be celebrating our one-year anniversary. I had anticipated this day but all I wanted right now was for my heart to stop shattering, to stop aching.My breath became hotter as tears gathered at the corner of my eyes, “Wha-what the hell is going on here?” I inquired as my voice quivered.Jonathan approached me, his hands reached for my arms but I swatted them away. I didn't want to be touched by those hands that were busy caressing Tara's just minutes ago.“Daniella, listen to me. None of this is real. I-