Roman
She looked so beautiful while fast asleep. Her little snores soared throughout their room and as always she had already yanked the blanket to her side of the bed. So typical of Mikaella!He wiped away the stray strands of hair from her face, tucking them behind her ear. The pinkish and purplish part of her skin on the neck made him ashamed. Hurting her was the last thing on his mind last night. The sudden urge to make her his yesterday was great.Maybe the possibility of losing her anytime soon for a mistake he did drove him to insanity. He would protect his family come what may. He once more stared at the hickey on her neck. The mark of his bad behavior was inflicted on her neck and even though she didn't know it everything he did last night, every single act of pleasure on her was to mark her. Claim her as his because he could sense a storm brewing.A storm that would be brought by Marcus Pierce.He leaned his head towards her face wa****Marcus Pierce****Colt and Joe had already sent him her location. Or more so their location. Who knew that Mikaella Sandoval Cervantes would tag along with Chloe at the right time he so badly wanted to appear back in her life?It was merely killing two birds with one stone. His car parked on an alley just between some buildings, he watched her sister in law prance from one store to another with her friends. It surprised him that Mikaella was also in Chloe's groupie. Quite frankly, the entire time he had spent with her, Mikaella never seemed one to be with the crowd. She liked being carefree and independent kinda like a man solo army. No matter, it didn't matter. She didn't matter.Killing his engine he got out of his car, straightened his leather coat and kicked the car door shut with his leg. Time for action.Crossing the road, he was able to catch up with the group of women before they yet again visited another boutique."Marcus!" M
Roman"How bad was it?""Well she yelled at me and hasn't spoken a word to me since we got home"Don't! You do not get to say you were jealous. Roman, there's something called trust. Marcus is my friend. My friend! Say it with me 'F R I E N D' No! Don't apologize. You always do this. Today was supposed to be my day. My day of being with Chloe, getting to know her better but noo leave it to my husband to do what he does best. If you say sorry one more time, I swear I'll smack you and those bruises on your face will be the last thing to worry about. He recalled her scoldings word by word. She was pissed, so much that the drive back home was silent. After the fight earlier, both Chloe and her friends as well as he, Mick and Marcus were banned from the store. Nonetheless, the bastard got what he deserved. Mikaella was angry at him for the moment but as time went by she would get over it, he at the moment was concerned about his family.The i
MikaellaSilence. She bit her nails, ignoring everything in the room. Phone calls. Lots of phone calls were being made, all of them ending with, 'Have you seen Seth?'Tears brimmed her eyes and some of them fell on her already puffy cheeks. It was her fault. No, the more she thought about it, it was no one's faults but his! He was supposed to pick him up and instead? Their son had been kidnapped waiting for Roman to show up. He was all alone watching the other kids go home!Mrs Cervantes! I-It all happened so fast! Seth's teacher had called her from work.What happened? Is there something wrong with Seth?Mikaella panicked.I was walking to my car when I saw your son. He said no one picked him up. T-that you must have been busy so I offered to take him home. My car... We were walking to my car, when they showed up and then. I-I can't remember. They knocked me out. I-i'm sorry ma'am W-what? Who knocked you out?! Where's my so
I simply fell in love with Marcus Pierce's POV so...with that said here's a chapter for the villainy deputy.****Marcus Pierce****She had called him first thing her son went missing and for the past hours watching Mikaella break down at his place of work broke his heart piece by piece.And when she hugged him. Hugged him as if she was dying and only he would save her, damn his heart beat. His heart beat so loudly that he was afraid everyone including his juniors would hear him. Had he kidnapped her son then, would she have broken into despair like she did now? I mean the kid was in his plans and was bound to get hurt by him soon enough.But had he stood too low? Too low to make the woman he had feelings for suffer? Would Ruby have wanted this? The life he was living. A life full of emptiness, full of rage, driven by vengeance? Regardless of whatever his heart wanted he could never have her. Mikaella was not Ruby. Mikaella was taken, that too by his wi
RomanThe feeling of failure overwhelmed him. Failure to have been there for his son. Failure to have been there for his wife. Mikaella didn't want him to be there and quite frankly he didn't want to be there too. But his son was there and that gave him the strength to stay.He was a hundred percent sure that Marcus was involved with his son's kidnapping now seeing Phil Radoll get arrested for kidnapping his son surprised him alot."Are you okay, man?" Kevin approached him from behind."No. I'm not. We need to talk""Okay? About what?"Roman simply stared and emphasized on the words... privately.Luckily as soon as Phil got apprehended, Seth was taken to the nearest hospital, St Monica, to cool down his fever and any wounds that the lunatic had inflicted on him. Mikaella didn't want to leave his son's side as for the rest of the family members stayed at the hospital to act as moral support.Roman pulled his brother t
MikaellaPhil Radoll was never in her radar when she thought about the people who kidnapped her son. In her mind, she imagined that her son's captors were one of those men who had messed up lives and wanted money to start their life afresh.Beep. Beep. Beep. The machines around Seth's room sounded in rhythm reminding her that her son escaped death that too from a person she thought was family. Her brother Gustavo offered to come and stay with Seth while she got coffee.She really needed it. She hadn't slept a wink afraid that any time she closed her eyes her son would disappear. Getting to the coffee machine, she halted just before the little room with the word 'Chapel' inscribed on the board above it.The least she could do was thank God for her son being alive and well."I'm saying I'm tired. Tired of trying to act like a hero and ending up being hurt. I acted like a hero when you were in a mess look where's it gotten me. I'm losing my
Chloe Grayson's POVThe D-Day, what every woman would live to remember as long as she lived, that is their wedding, no matter the number of divorces she had gone through.The thought of the church bells, a whole congregation of people watching her take the vows, the one time everyone would like her just because she had some shiny glossy lipstick and a nice gown white as snow seemed too overwhelming. And the whole- bride walking in slow motion thing to the aisle-terrified the shit out of her which was ironic because being on the spotlight was her thing both literally and metaphorically.But the best of all this, was that at the end of the day, she was going to get married to her Tequila. The funny, goofy, spoilt, honest and the most caring guy she had met. She imagined walking down the aisle her bouquet of flowers clutched in her hands, her hand held high, her favorite song This Town by Niall Horan being sung in tune and all while she stared through her veil at
****Marcus Pierce****They sure knew how to throw a wedding. The church decor looked splendid even the flowers themselves looked imported. Everyone around looked posh one would think that the Queen of England was going to attend the wedding itself.Best of all, it excited him that every penny they had spent on this had gone to waste. He sat at the furthest end of the church easily blending in with the whole crowd. Marcus had sat there for hours not really doing anything but stare at the two brothers.Kevin looked like he would collapse right there right then everytime the priest asked him if the bride was coming anytime soon. Funny thing was he knew what would happen. He had planned and played this whole scenario in his head over and over again. Knowing his sister in law, she would either not show up but run to the police with the sufficient evidence he had provided her with or she'd show up at the wedding completely heart broken and humiliate her husband to be