|| Kiera Stevens's POV ||
Silence.......
There was a long awkward silence around the room. My breathing caught in my lungs, chest rising up to down heavily in anxiety. I stared down at the dead cockroach, lying next to my feet. The bullet that came from my back was only an inch away from my feet. His door has gotten a big hole from the piercing bullet. I prayed that no one was hurt outside. I hated blood more than anything else in my life.
How the hell did he have a gun?
I sucked a deep breath, my mind playing with the image of him, aiming the gun on my back currently. But when I looked back, it was all a lie. He was smirking like he had hit some jackpot just now. My eyes dropped on his gun, finely wrapped around his long fingers as if he was used to it.
" Did I scare you?", he said, raising one of his eyebrows playfully. I just stood there like a frozen ice-cube, too afraid to move or do anything. He continued, taking slow, predatory steps on my way,
" This is what I do when anyone disobeys me!"
My eyes went wide, casting a side glance to the dead cockroach. He kept speaking, keeping his hawk-like eyes at me,
" You said that it's all lie, didn't you? No one is going to believe my words?"
I didn't say anything in response. Definitely, it wasn't a wise move to argue with a man who had a gun. He walked, stopping right behind me to use his dominating voice to speak clearly,
" Maybe your body has the best evidence, Miss Stevens. Let's check it out.."
His cigarette flavoured breath kept hitting my nostrils. I felt dizzy because of anxiety or something else that I had no idea about. Before I could react to his words, his arms wrapped me from behind. My lips parted to let out a horrified gasp, even intending to scream until my ass fell on the desk safely.
Azrael wasted no time slipping between my parted thighs, his eyes carrying a smouldering look that shuddered every vein of mine. Did he take my threat too clearly?
I gasped hard when one of his arms disappeared into the hem of my night robe. Panic settled on the pit of my stomach, stuttering in my breath,
" Wait.. what..are you.."
" Hussh!!", he hussed me in a lazy voice, his fingers continued tracing into my robe. I was thankful that I chose to wear a three quarter pajama underneath. It was more like a command than a little warning. All this time, my eyes laid on the gun in his hand.
The sound of my dress tearing apart snapped me out of my thoughts. My head hung low, spotting the front portion completely teared apart, my stomach was facing the cold air of this room. Tears pricked from the corner of my eyes, not in pain but in fear of watching my threat, becoming true.
Azrael smirked, watching the fear growing my eyes. My breathing staggered when his fingers caressed over my stomach, whispering something dramatically,
" 3 stitches from C-section. I think, this evidence can never vanish."
I almost choked myself at his ugly humour. How narcissistic a man could be to turn you into his play tool? Above all, how the hell did he get these smaller details?
Tears of rage and frustration burnt in my eyes. I muttered, eyes laying on the devil close to me, playing with his gun,
" Why.. why are you doing this to me?"
He knew too well that it had one hundred percent possibility to ruin my career once again. Perhaps, it was a mistake to slap him in the crowd. His lips stretched into a small smile. His face dipped down, dangerously close to my stained cheeks. He kissed the corner of my mouth to whisper something clearly,
" Every mistake costs a price. Just think that you are paying for it in a cruel way. 48 hours is left for you, Miss Stevens. First, 24 hours, you will enjoy all the privilege of becoming the woman of Azrael De Luca. In the next 24 hours, you will see the consequence of insulting the man who can decide someone's fate. Don't try to pull your stubborn ass because this time, you aren't facing the press or the fans. You are facing the Mafia King, Don of Italian Mafias, AZRAEL DE LUCA.
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"Wow, Ki! Look, the tabloids are worshipping you like goddess! What happened to them all of sudden?" my assistant Molly A.K.A my best friend giggled happily, scrolling through the latest morning news. I was numb, emotionless, broke. How could someone scrub their mind from the incident when your head was under a gun?
' Mafia King, Azrael De Luca"
" You screwed up with the wrong guy this time."
" I want to strip your pride by stripping your clothes for what you did to me!"
" Either you belong to Azrael De Luca or you belong to no one, pretty girl!"
His words kept buzzing inside my head like a mantra especially the part when he said that I had money but he had powers and money both. He wasn't going to end this race until I accepted my defeat.
48 hours!
I had 48 hours to decide between my pride and career something more dirty like either I turn his fuck whore or turn into nothing.
Molly was busy on the phone from morning. The brands that I worked for praised my works unnecessarily, some even offered advance collaboration deals. Countless flowers had arrived at my door already because they assumed a romantic story between me and Luca already. Yes, that's what I began to call him 'Luca' like he ordered as if I was his employee.
Molly spoke after ending the phone call, her eyes blooming in curiosity,
" Umm..Do you think that it has something to do with investor Azrael? The press has taken a 360 degree turn within a night."
I closed my eyes tightly, parted my lips to spat something but the alarm bell of my office rang. Molly went outside to check the situation. Within a few seconds, she returned with a big grin, jumping like a happy kid,
" Oh my gosh! Kiera, the Lenora Brand's CEO is here to speak to you."
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Despite the harsh circumstances, I couldn't stop feeling the dull happiness in my heart. Working for Lenora had already been my dream but they only prioritized top models so far.
" Please take a seat, Mrs Georgia", I offered a polite smile to the lady CEO who returned a big smile, plopping down to the chair in my front. Her eyes shone brightly when she smiled at me.
We started from a formal chat of greetings until Molly offered us snacks. Mrs.Georgia was soon speaking in a professional tone, eyeing around curiously,
" Miss Stevens, I have already seen your rump walk and other advertisements. To be honest, I am impressed with your working style. I really hope to cooperate with you for our next product. But if you don't mind...I have a small request.."
Naturally, I had no issues working with Lenora since it was my dream company. I nodded, giving her smiles,
" Go ahead!"
Mrs.Georgia cleared her throat before speaking, lowering her voice cautiously,
" Ah..can you please Mr.Luca to consider his next investment in our company? He has been ignoring us for too long."
A gleam of self-slap appeared on my expression. Everything shattered in a moment when I understood why she came for me. I swallowed hard before muttering,
" Mrs.. Georgia..If you don't mind...my assistant will negotiate with you later about this..I am sorry..I have to leave at this moment.."
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I stared at the dark city outside, evening wrapped around it like a veil. I knew and understood very well that this day was nothing but a fairytale. Before I could sink in more thoughts, a message popped up on my phone, showing those bold letters in a row,
" The worst 24 hours of your life is going to start tomorrow. Start your countdown, my girl."
|| Kiera Stevens's POV || " Mumma!", my little happiness shouted from the stairs, jogging in his small feet all the way down. I screamed back instinctively, snapping back to the reality that I was a mother not any model, " Be careful, Ryan!" My son giggled, throwing himself at me as we both knocked on the ground. I kept showering peeper kisses on his face, his smiles taking all the uneasiness from my heart. Even Luca's warning disappeared from my mind as soon as I saw him. Ryan wrapped his arms around my head, his tight felt possessive as if I would vanish in a moment. " You can't believe how long he has been waiting for you!", Aisha spoke from the stairs in her night gown. I thanked God several times to bless me with this best friend of mine. In my absence, Aisha took care of Ryan's needs always. I knew my baby well. He preferred Aisha's company more than his grandfather. I smiled, standing up from the ground, " Thanks mate!" Aisha rolled her eyes in response. She didn't like t
|| Kiera Stevens's POV || My steps paused in an unexpected shock, staring mutely at his bearded face until some distant road lights flashed across his face. The man was above 50 years old, almost catching my father's age. If my consciousness was caught right, he runs some company in the town. But there was something different, coming from his eyes. It was mysterious, lustful something like that. Although my instinct was pushing me to go away, I stood there numbly to hear the rest of his words. Because I was doomed practically from every corner. Swallowing, I tilted my head back at him to ask nervously, still wobbling on my knees, " What.. what do you mean?" The man gave me a cocky smile which I didn't like. Approaching me closer, he continued in an arrogant voice, tapping on his chin, " Well, I am the owner of DGK Enterprise. You can become our brand ambassador. Trust me, Azrael can't have his influence on my company." DGK was a well known cosmetic brand who run different busines
|| Kiera Stevens's POV ||He just left.....After imprinting a forever haunting dream of shooting someone in my mind, he left without words. His dogs followed him hurriedly. Cluelessly, I remained there, shivering. A few guards were left behind who showed no pity on me. That man kept begging for mercy but who was I to forgive him? I was sure that Luca didn't give a shit about me. After all, I was his play tool only.As soon as the door was closed, I stumbled, backing out to fall on the chair. Only that time, I got some reaction from the guards," Miss..."One of them approached me, uncertain about how to touch or grab me. He spoke pretty politely," Are you feeling good?"I hummed, massaging the back of my head," I...I..am..fine..."How could a human feel fine after shooting a person for the first time?It felt crazy to recall the moment. Thankfully, the guards took him away from here, allowing me to breathe properly. I had no idea for how long I had to stay there but Luca was going
|| AZRAEL DE LUCA'S POV ||Another lie! Another attempt to strip me down from my position!Did these people think that I was so naive to believe in their lies?That girl was choking on her breath. She dared to lie, looking straight into my eyes. She deserved death but not before telling that who sent her for me. She coughed vigorously, stammered her words out shakily," I..I.. didn't..lie..."I groped her chin hard. She flinched in pain, eyes gathering tears in fear. I shouted at her face, asking for a damn answer," Tell me the fucking truth! You said that you had C-section? Where's the scar? Where's the scar, bitch?"Her eyes went wide, realizing that she had fucked up with her own plans of lying. She pressed her lips tightly without giving me any answer. Something dangerous gleamed from her eyes. I knew at that exact moment, she was someone from my rivals or else none of this fucking bastards had the powers to look into my eyes.Out of nowhere, she stretched her arms out to grab th
|| Kiera Stevens's POV ||A new beginning...Or A new walk to destruction...I was here to seal the deal with the devil, to submit my soul so that he could turn me into ashes. Tears blurred the vision of his haunted house in front of me. It was 3 a.m at night already. Surprisingly, I didn't know how I arrived at this place without any fear.Inhaling another deep breath, I walked into the entrance numbly, my legs wobbling all the way into the house. Matteo was heading outside. A look of surprise flashed across his gaze when he saw me. He asked, nodding his head politely," Where did you go, Miss? I was going to look for you.. Luca..He seems angry over you sudden disappearing. "I didn't care about his thoughts. My father was in the hospital and nothing else mattered to me. Skipping his questions, I blurted out of my breath," I want to talk with Luca. Can you..can you.. take me to his room?"His eyes slightly widened at my request. After coming here, I never visited his bedroom. It was
|| Kiera Stevens's POV ||" Do you touch yourself?", his voice grew the goosebumps over my skin. I felt like a caged animal, trying to find my way out. Although I kept my eyes shut tightly, I could feel his dominating presence. He was enjoying my obedient demeanor.I obliged his words, now lying on his bed. My legs were parted for his view. Swallowing hard, I could feel the intensity in his eyes." No..I.. never..did..", I sutured, licking my lips dry. All this dirty talk was turning me on. I hated to know that he could excite me." Then do it..I want to see you..", he spat like an order, giving me a long stare. My cheeks got hot within a moment. I had never done this before. Especially in his presence, it was too shameful to do it.I refused, shaking my head weakly," N..No..I... don't know.. how to..Ahh.."I cried out in surprise when he pulled my ankle down unexpectedly. His cold touch awakened the dirty desire inside me. He kept my ankles wide apart, gritted his words out huskily,
|| Kiera Stevens's POV ||My defense got weak against him...He referred to Ryan when he talked about my little secret. Ryan was the only one secret in my life. He knew it very well. Perhaps, he had also known that I could use myself as a shield against a bullet for Ryan. So, he wanted me to know that he was on control of everything. My little body stiffened hard at the thought of seeing Ryan cry.I brought myself strong, replied after sucking a deep breath," Go..Got it..."His eyes narrowed with a gleam of victory once again. Releasing his arms from my waist, he replied in a deep voice," Good! Now, GET OUT!"__________He wanted me 'OUT' as soon as I acted being obedient. I could be a brat sometimes but when it comes to Ryan, I could do nothing. But the smug look on his eyes when he made me 'cum' was still lingering in my thoughts. How could someone can make me disgusted and craved at the same time?I kept squeezing my thighs together in front of the mirror table whenever images fr
|| Kiera Stevens's POV ||The entire hall went silent around me. I could already tell that Anastasia was smirking at me. Maybe, she had already seen through how fucked up our relationship was. A bowl of bucket water froze me as soon as his words fell out," Miss Stevens is very beautiful. It's an honor to feel attracted by her."I blinked a few times in disbelief. He got with the answer just like that, confident, arrogant and creepy. It was something like he was already prepared for the tricky questions that those reporters made for him. Now, I was more convinced that he was the lead of the Mafias.Murmurs from those witty girls broke my attention from the TV. In a snap of the moment, their attitude began to change towards me. Their gazes told me that they were scared of me now.Power..Money..That all could do to you.."He is interested in you surely.", Jk spoke shaking his head slightly with a smile. I just returned a stiff smile, unsure about how to react because I never wanted to b