An hour into the wedding reception, I'm very sure I look like I'd rather be anywhere else than at my own reception party. I don't think I'm at fault here because the man who's supposed to be my husband has been very dismissive towards me since the church wedding. He hasn't complemented nor said a single word to me at all and that just makes me feel downright miserable. Naturally, today's supposed to be the best day of my life but this is infact far worse than the day I found out I was a mafia princess.It's time for the couple dance so as I have my arms around Ivan's neck, I don't expect the words that comes out of his mouth."you look beautiful." That raw, manly voice whispers in my ears. I look up into his eyes for a while, trying to decipher this man called Ivan, before i give up. His brown eyes don't hold any emotions. My plan is to ignore his comment but then I think better of the idea, reflecting further. If we're going to continue playing whatever game this is for however lo
Words can't begin to describe how exhausting the past two months have been. I had men stationed at the port to alert me or my men of any suspicious movements related to my stolen shipments. The lead Nikolai had the other day at the restaurant led us to a warehouse down in Manhattan, which we've been closely monitoring for a long time now. The only person reported to be seen coming in and out frequently was a woman. Even the man who led us there hasn't been seen. Well, that was over a month ago. I had a few men keep an eye out just in case something came up, and then I left New York for my oath taking ceremony in Moscow, which lasted for two weeks.I swirl my special ring of authority between my fingers before placing it in the safe box of my home office and taking a seat to get some work done. My phone rings, and seeing Lev's name pop up on the screen, I think I might have an idea of why he's calling. "Yeah?" "Hello to you too, brother. Shouldn't you be in bed with your bride by n
I wake up the following morning filled with confusion when I search for my water bottle on my bedside table and I'm unable to locate neither the water bottle nor table itself which is usually on the right side of my bed.With a huff, I grab my phone from beneath my pillow to check for the time. On seeing it's just 4:01 a.m., I turn on my flashlight to figure out what's going on. The first odd thing I see is the white wall paints on the wall, that's when the events of yesterday come rushing back in like a whirlwind, and I realize that I'm not at my apartment.I look at the diamond wedding ring on my finger, which should normally be a symbol of love towards my partner. With a sigh, I find the bedside table at the left and roll over to that side of the bed to drink water and go back to bed. ♧♧♧When I'm up later in the morning, it's to a breath of stale air fanning over my face.What the…With a jerk, I'm up in an instant, sitting upright to co
The first thing I do when Lucia steps into the library is to call up the maintenance guy to come take down the CCTV in her room. I waited till she got to the library because I heard from her brother that she's an author, so it's only natural that a place like that would pique her interest."How long to take it down?" "Give me ten minutes." He positions a ladder to start climbing."Do it in five. And hurry." The last thing I want is her leaving the library earlier than anticipated. Where do I begin to explain? Luckily for him, he does it in four minutes. See, now that wasn't so hard, was it? All he needed was an extra push. When he leaves the room, I know I'm supposed to leave too, but I can't help but linger a bit. She hasn't been here for up twenty-four hours, and the room already smells like her. Stepping out of the room and closing the door, I head to the library where she might still be. I don't know how often she steps out, but when she does, she needs to know that leaving wi
I felt like I was in some type of James Bond movie when I escaped the guards Ivan assigned to me. I just told them I needed to get something important from my apartment this morning. When they dropped me off and I saw they weren't planning on entering the building with me, I took my opportunity and walked straight to the emergency exit. It was too easy.Hopefully, I don't get in so much trouble with Ivan or put my guards in trouble as well. I see an ice cream truck parked on the other side of the street, so I walk away from the park to the sidewalk so I can cross the street.It happens so fast. One second, I'm crossing. The next, I'm looking left to know where the screeching noise is coming from. Two black SUV's come to a sudden stop right in front of me, and no matter how firm my foothold is on the ground, I'm still pulled into the back of the first car.I don't have time to take in my surroundings when the car pulls away from the park. The man who dragged me into the car covers my
It's a shame that whoever that man worked for isn't as loyal as he was to him. If it were one of my men in that position, I wouldn't think twice before pulling him out of that situation and bringing him back to safety.After I tried getting information out of him to no avail, I had a tracking device implanted in his foot and dumped him where he was nabbed from just incase his people would come for him.This morning, I received word that he was dead with two gunshot wounds to his head. Well, there goes my plan to track down his leader."Good morning." My secretary, Kendra, greets me and Lev as soon as we step out of the elevator. We both throw a curt nod her way and proceed into my office."What did he mean by you took something that belonged to him?" Lev asks, unbuttoning his suit jacket and taking a seat.I'm equally as confused as him. I've been cracking my head all night to figure out what he meant by that."I have no idea. I'm sure he'll come in contact soon. As soon as that happe
I knew it was a good idea to lock the door last night. Even as morning rolls in, I can't let go of the thought. Ivan almost caught me masturbating!I decided to make a change by writing in the romance genre rather than the thriller genre I'm used to. Andrea said it was a good idea and that I should give it a try, but no one told me how difficult it would be to write the sex scenes since I haven't exactly had sex before.I considered asking my friends, but then that would be wierd so… you know… I thought to try it out myself, but I just couldn't get it right, which was a bit embarrassing. I was starting to feel something when Ivan knocked and twisted the door handle to let himself in. Without a doubt, that would've been embarrassing and awkward as hell.When he left and I tried getting back into it, it just didn't feel as right as I thought it would, so I gave up.By 7 a.m., I'm dressed in blue jeans and a cream sweater when I leave my room for breakfast. I see Ivan seated at his usu
It's been a month since the incident with the Irish. Their leader hasn't made contact, and what's more bothersome is that they've been quiet all these while.I don't know if that's a good thing or not. Plus, there's no way to track them down if they haven't made contact yet. One call would do the trick. For some reason, I have a strong feeling that they have a hand in my missing containers. And when I confirm it, it'll be hard to spare a single soul when they're caught.I lost millions from what was supposed to be a huge deal. But no guns and grenades equals no millions. I don't even want to get depressed about thinking about the loss. Stepping into the foyer of my mansion, Lucia's intoxicating scent drifts past my nostrils. That's how it's been for days now. Like the house is getting used to her being here. It isn't as lonely as it used to be before we were married, either. I like that.We're not often always together except during breakfast which is why I try to enjoy her prese