MeredithThe scenes from last night kept replaying in my head. The moment I closed my eyes, it felt like I was kissing Damien again. I felt too excited in the trance to know that I was losing touch with reality. I knew that I wanted the previous night to replay itself over and over. I wanted to savour every kiss and, at each turn, the memory of Fabian. It was a bitter memory for me because I was in the middle of both thoughts. I lost track of how I went from tending to Damien's bruises to kissing him. I didn't know what to feel, but I loved the goosebumps I had on me while I thought about him.There was this uncontrollable fear that waved through me. I didn't want to tie Damien into the issue I had with Fabian. I want to be the reason someone is hurt because I know what Fabian is capable of. I just wanted a normal life, and I think Damien was going to give me that.The buzz from my phone snapped me out of all of this thinking. I groaned, rolling over to the other side to grab my iPhon
MeredithI hated that Mom had to call me and scold me. She was absolutely right; I couldn't just move to a new country and leave my best friend out of the picture. Texts and emails don't do the trick; Jayden would want to actually hear from you; it helps him not worry too much. I knew that and still decided to make him worry.I quickly called his number; the call went through, but it took a while before I heard that sweet bounce of his."You finally called.""I know that you are angry. Words cannot begin to describe how sorry I am. I sighed when I heard nothing but his silence. I tried to think of ways to pacify him, but I tried to put myself in his shoes. I realised I would also be pissed if I was neglected by my own best friend. I might even react in the worst way."Jayden?" I called out his name."I'm here, silly. I half smiled. "One phone call would suffice; for heaven's sake, I was worried about you. I was wondering when you would finally call me. It was almost like you were igno
Fabian.I regretted bringing Imelda to school. She has been doing her job quite well without interference, and she was already going to make an attempt to meet her. Then I just wanted someone to keep an eye on her. Meredith might not know why I was doing that, but I was making sure that she was safe, against all odds. also making sure she was keeping her mouth shut.Italy was no place for her to be now that the FBI already had an idea about us. Using her to get to me was extremely low for them. It was the FBI; they would stop at nothing to make sure they got the fucking information that they wanted. I have been dealing with them for years, and everything in between will only get more complicated from here on. As I waited for Meredith to arrive, I remembered the conversation I had with Imelda before we got here."Honestly, I like her. She is a bit low-key; she is way better than all the whores you've ever dated."I sighed. "For the last time, Imelda, I do not intend to date her. Imelda
MeredithThe little moment I had with Imelda told me all I needed to know.Imelda Salvatore was the opposite of her brother. She was welcoming, and everything about her screamed light. They all had an uncanny resemblance. It was not difficult to miss, if you ask me. I loved being in her presence, but there was something about her that seemed sad. It was written in her eyes. I concluded that everyone had their own demons that they fought each and every day. everyone, including Fabian. He carried so much darkness that it made him curious about his life. Imelda didn't spend much time, but it seemed everything she had said about her was yet to be revealed. She sounded like we were in a relationship. I mean, was she not aware that her brother was about to get married?"Why are we going to the mansion? I pressured him with more questions."To stare in your eyes, watch you float into the abyss.""That doesn't make sense."Then quit talking and asking questions that are highly unnecessary. Th
FabianThe moment she questioned my authority, it only made me want to have her more. She was standing in my bedroom, my most secret chamber, a few steps away from me, and yet, there was this hesitation I couldn't shake off. A few months ago, if she had walked past me, I wouldn't have felt the urge to know her. After that incident, everything became clearer, and my need for her became so obvious. I loved the chase, the feel, and the impact it had on my dominance. There was nothing like it; it was surreal.I could just make her compliant and have her either way, but I wanted to watch her break until she begged for me to put her back together. I wanted to see just how well she could push me and how well I could crave her, for just being who she was. Meredith was my drive at this point; there was no telling what this woman would do to me. I couldn't even describe it."I wasn't asking, love. Come have a bath with me.""I said no. I know you heard me the first time. She folded her hands,
Meredith."Cheap." That word kept echoing inside my head as I stood outside the door of his room with tears in my eyes. I didn't know why he had to be nice one minute and so cruel the next.Even if we had our little arguments, we were on good terms until he decided to make outrageous demands. As a lady, there was only so much I could do because everything was hell-bent on my loyalty to him. Even though I knew that it was not true, I was more scared of how it was going to backfire. I wouldn't downgrade myself just to please him and obey his every command.I had a very good amount of self-respect, but he seemed to have ignored that. As I stood outside his door for a while, I heard loud moans and groans."Were they having sex?" I asked myself over and over again. That was most likely because the maid who had walked in had not been out since. The door was left ajar. I tried to stop myself, but my curiosity and anger only increased as time flew by. I opened the door a little as I saw Fabi
Fabian Mariana was the least of my problems. Every time I tried to tell her, she didn't seem to take a hint. I had Meredith to deal with; I didn't know how hard it was to just call when you were arriving at my house. It was a simple courtesy that she had refused to uphold.Just because we were engaged, she seemed to have a claimed right, which was nothing but delusions in my eyes."Why should I call? So you can have the time to bring in whores like this into the house?"I narrowed my eyes at her, trying to make sense of the entitlement she was exhibiting right before my eyes. I turned to Meredith, who was stunned, and tried to loosen the grip I had on her. I held her tight, close to me, staring at Mariana. "You talk like this is your house.""It is ours. We are going to be married soon, and it is only proper that it be in our house. You have to mind who you bring into this house." I scoffed, laughing at the delusion she had managed to create for herself."Now, let me get it straight.
MeredithI watched them take Mariana away like she was a stray dog who wandered into the wrong house. All the drama I had tried to avoid since I arrived in Italy was served before me on a platter of gold. I wished I could tell her that I had nothing to do with her man. Yes, Fabian might be hell-bent on trying to make me feel something for him, but I was controlling myself with the last emotion I had left to give.I wanted her to know how annoying her man was, but I had no choice but to stick with him because the truth I had been seeking all along was tied to my composure. I was nothing but a witness to a crime, and that singular act has been ruining my life since day one. I still had my hands in my face. The sting of that slap was still there, and tears formed at the sides of my eyes. I never expected Fabian to stand for me; I didn't want him to. As much as I pitied her, I wanted to retaliate because the rage was burning inside me. I wanted her to feel the pain she had inflicted on me