ISA POVTime seemed to have frozen, and earth seemed to have stood still in its orbit. I blinked twice as a way of seeing whether I was still in the land of the living, and the audible gulp that came from him told me that indeed, I was still well alive and breathing. My pussy spammed under my palm, reminding me of my current dilemma, and I fought the urge to clench my thighs to apply that consuming pressure that I was in dire need of.“I cannot.” I defied softly, yet very firm with my response. However, my pussy seemed to be having a mind of its own, because my clit began throbbing at just the mere thought of pleasuring myself under his watchful, undisturbed gaze. The muscles of his throat worked when he took a calming gulp, as though he was hanging on a loose thread, and slowly, the control he was always hungry for was slipping through his fingers. And the way I loved it made me rethink all of my life decisions and choices, all the things I have ever done and what I was about to do.
ISA POV “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH” The pillow I cradled in my arms muffled all the screams that wretched out of me. But I didn’t stop, I screamed until I felt like I was going to throw up. I didn’t stop until my throat felt so parched and dry.The guilt I had awaited last night came crashing onto me as soon as I opened my eyes in the morning. Cancel that, it didn’t wait for me to open my eyes. When my being slowly danced towards the consciousness, everything that transpired during the night came crushing on me like a bucket of icy cold water, making me wish that my mind was like a memory of a computer. At least that way I could dump everything that happened into the 'BIN' before permanently deleting everything from the system.And the gold ring I found on my nightstand didn’t help in any way. I hated it. I hated it so much. With so much self-loathing, I pulled myself out of bed and headed into the shower, then scrubbed myself so hard that I turned red, and if I continued, it wouldn’t t
XANDER POVThe universe seemed to be smiling happily down at me these days. All of my shit was going so well that I could hardly believe that it was the case. In organized crime life, something always had to be wrong, someone had to vex me and then I end up drilling their skull with a bullet, or a dagger, or anything handy. But now, it was as if God was shining his face upon me. That's right, just because I killed people didn't mean I don't know God. Duuuuh! All of my business, from the clubs and restaurants that ran above the ground, to the underground cash laundering, everything was merry. My new lackey at Club 40/40 seemed to have a formulated prospectus about how life with me ran.It was safe to say, I was satisfied with all he was doing. It was as if he was cut for this kind of life, knowing when to talk, what to say when allowed to talk, knowing when to brood and gloat, and when to humble himself. I was surprised when he had called me in 6 days telling me he managed to collect
ISA POVDEVIL INCARNATION.The real devil with all the maliciousness he carried on his sleeves.ALEXANDER ALDERMEN was a true devil, living among the lowly humans, totally unaware that he was walking among us every day of our lives and breathing in the same air we did. There was no way any man with a castle of bones, flesh, and blood could be so barbaric, so diabolical that he would burn a human being on a stake with a blank, void of any feelings face, just watching with a satisfied smirk as the burned, smoldered sheets of skin dropped to the floor, leaving the former perfect skin so burned to a point where I could see a bone, blood sizzling and steaming all over the open vessels.There was no way anyone would take in that sight without losing their minds. Let alone orchestrating it and doing it to perfection. Except for the devil himself. Xander was vicious, and completely savage and got off the idea of inflicting pain, and loved it. He was like a demon that bathed and glowed with t
ENZO POVThe complex smoky flavor, rich malty aroma, and the briny taste of a hard whisky fille my mouth as I tipped the bottled over, gulping the liquid down like water to keep my head in the game. I tipped the bottle over and grunted before dropping it to the floor when nothing came, then got onto my wobbly legs and made my way to the wine cabinet which seemed to be across the fuckin’ universe from where I was, although it was just across the room.I let out a soft grunt as a piercing headache sliced its way through my skull, so damn sharp that I lost my foot and fell on my ass.“Motherfucker…” I slurred before burping out loud like a damn bitch, then attempted to get up again, but my head was so heavy that I ended up sitting there on the floor, letting my heavy eyes roam around my office. I hated it. All of it, I hated it to the core.I was in pain, in so much agony. And I was fuckin’ tired of being the one to glue people back to sanity. I couldn’t do it now. Not while I was missin
XANDER POVThe night lights blurred as I raced down the congested routes of the streets of LA. My hands were clenched so tight around the steering wheel, so tight that my knuckles were paper-white. I kept on trying to calm my breathing as I focused on the image of her black eyes, trying to ignore the fact that she fucking used MY money to donate to that cheesy ass shit she wound herself with lately.I gave her the fuckin wings, now she dared to fly like a damn eagle instead of being a good, docile fuckin’ mannequin that smiled to the cameras while I did the real shit. Where the hell did she get the balls to think she could use my money? A fuckin million dollars and donate it to the fire victims? Like she was some sort of Mother Teresa or some shit?Donations were okay when you did them with sense. But donating a fuckin million raised brows and raised suspicions. In the real world, she was the chief doctor of a lowly clinic, not even a damn hospital. Of course, the higher were going to
VERZI POVWE FOUND HER!Goodness, we found her! She is alive, very much and alive, and as beautiful as she could ever be. I wanted to strip all of my clothes and dance naked, that's how fuckin’ happy I was. I wanted to be angry, mad that she didn’t even put in some effort for us to find her, that she didn’t seem to be concerned about us or the fact that she was ravishing while living as Isabella Jones from some deep levels guarded Cerberus. But nothing inside of me could stand up to that. All the anger was masked by the fact that she was alive, still breathing. We have gone to extra lengths in looking for her and did things that I never imagined myself doing in this lifetime. But desperateness pushed you to the limits and made you a lunatic. Even my ever so poised brother was at the brink, at the edge of losing everything. The bottom line is he didn’t give zero shits anymore. The past month has been nothing but pure hell.Walking into Dark Woods and knowing that she wasn’t there, was
ISA POVMy stomach rumbled for the umpteenth time ever since I sat inside Xander’s car at the most ungodly hour ever. I cringed before massaging it gently and cast a glance sideways to get his reaction. He didn’t react at all. Just sat there with his face bundled up and brows carved in a deep frown. I wanted to be highly concerned as to why I was in his car and where he was taking me to. But for some reason, I was relaxed. It turned out I was immune to his glares and scowls.I had expected him to pull the trigger and bust my brains, but instead, after that phone call, he seemed to be much occupied with his shit, while grunting and cursing under his breath after every beat of his heart. I had asked if there was anything I could do to help, but he told me to shut up and sit down! So imagine my surprise after a few minutes when he hauled me out of my comfort zone, shoved me into the car, and sped off. At midnight.“I am hungry,” I mumbled under my breath and waited. What came next was hi