“Maverick. Did you hear what I just said?” Removing my hand from my cheek that still stings from Arnicas’ palm, I raise my gaze to meet Levis’. “Yes, I heard you. Was I listening? Well, no.” I state boldly, rising from behind my desk. Combing my fingers through my hair, I head towards the door. “What the fucks gotten into you this morning?” Levi hisses, hot on my heels. “If this is about last night. I’ve apologized once for how I handled things with Mrs. Quinn. You won’t get a second one out of me.”I stop dead in my tracks and spin around to face him with my nostrils flaring. “I fucking put my hands on her.” Raising my head, I meet his stunned, encased irises. “She mentioned my mother and Scarlett.”Exhaling and shaking his head, “shit.” Levi says. “When you say that you put your hands on her-”“I tried to fucking strangle the life out of her. A red haze took over me and I was consumed with rage. The look in her eyes…” My voice trails off as I swallow thickly and try to elevate my
Arnica Savage: 23 years old.Maverick Quinn: 28 years old. * Willingly drowning in the depths of my slumber, a gentle sigh is pulled from my lips when a set of large hands gently start to caress my body. It rouses a delightful tingle to dance along my feverish skin, followed by a rush of eagerness coursing through my entire being.My fantasy lover is the closest thing I have gotten to anyone showing me any true affection in the last couple of years. Riddled with past traumas, it’s difficult to let a real man into my life that I can trust. “Let me show you how good I can make you feel every morning waking up next to me, Angel.”I jolt awake the second I realise what is happening. My eyes spring wide open as I scramble out of bed upon hearing a baritone voice that has a direct line to my inner core. Swallowing thickly, I place my palm over my chest, willing my galloping heart to slow down.To my horror, I wasn’t snuggling up to some random man in my dreams. I was snuggling with a
I once was known as the Ruthless King in both the financial world and the criminal world. Well, that’s what the word was on the street a year ago, anyway.Ruthless King.Intolerant King.Just ask my ex-girlfriend who thought it would be fun to fuck my brother, Matthias, in front of a camera that was live-streaming across the net in sixty-seven countries. The memory of their betrayal still leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. The one good thing that came out of it was my drive to find Arnica Savage, who still holds my brother's heart captive without even knowing it.Me being with Arnica will drive my brother wild with jealousy that will eventually ruin his and Tessas' fake relationship.Arnica will be everyones demise and she has no idea who she truly is or who is behind her mothers death.It’s been twelve months and eight days since a war erupted between the Quinn and Lorenzo family. The war between our two families was initiated when the Lorenzo family executed my mother and little sis
Have you ever felt like life continuously keeps throwing you curveballs to see how well you can dodge them? Because I do, and it fucking sucks.I run through the revolving doors of the hotel, eager to put as much distance between Maverick and me.Though my world is still slightly spinning, and my stomach is churning, I refuse to believe that I willingly married Maverick. I rip the wedding band free from my finger and toss it onto the pavement.There is no way in hell that I am going to wear a ring that relentlessly screams I am lawfully shackled to a Quinn.Looking up and down the sidewalk, I silently begin to panic as I realise that I have no idea where I am or how I will get home. I left my shoes and purse upstairs in Mavericks’ room, and I have no intentions of going back up there to retrieve them.I was lucky to escape him this time around, the next… I doubt he will let me out of his sight so easily.A black SUV pulls up against the sidewalk and the front window rolls down. “Mrs.
Confusion engulfs Arnicas’ beautiful face as she registers what I’ve just said.“You own Fusion?” She spits out in a hushed tone, shoving my shoulder before she tries to scramble out of my embrace.I cling onto her tightly, “I do, and before you ask, no it wasn’t a coincidence as to why you were given the job on the spot with no previous bartending experience.” I admit, knowing, I may have gone the extra mile to lure her to the club after finding out that she was jobless and on the verge of losing her flat.I also happen to know that it was Matthias who got her fired from her last job in marketing, making it almost impossible for her to find another job with the hopes that she would come crawling back to him after all the pain and misery he bestowed upon her.Matthias fucking Arnicas’ best friend in a very public place was low, even for him. But I also know that he hasn’t been the same since she walked away from him and refused to acknowledge him when he would randomly show up at her
If I'm going to be blunt with myself, I need to confess that I don’t know how to feel or act around Maverick.He's a different breed compared to the other two Quinns that I've had the misfortune of meeting. A part of me feels like he wouldn’t go out of his way to personally hurt or embarrass me. But because he is a man who lives by strict rules, I sense that he will have a field day making sure I obey the rules he sets out for me to abide by, and he’d take even greater pleasure in disciplining me if I defy those certain rules.But it's the way he looks at me that confuses me the most… I don't know, I could be reading too much into it.However, it’s like I’m the only person he sees in a room filled with people which is odd because the only room I remember us being in together was the Fantasy Room, and he was obviously there because he saw that I was in trouble and needed saving. But then I have to remind myself that he is a Quinn and everything he says and does is already pre-planned
I step outside of the SUV, rubbing the back of my nape as I tilt my head and stare up at my father's mansion. My brow darkens into a scowl as I continue to glare at the looming stone structure. Mine is bigger... A lot bigger. It may seem unorthodox to express such a sentiment, but it is undeniably true and I take great pride in my current position. I have achieved success through my own efforts, without relying on others for opportunities. My father on the other hand was given his seat at the head of the Elite Family table because he is the eldest son. The Elite table is made up of five crime lords with powerful names you dare not whisper out loud. It gives you the whole... You speak of the Devil and he shall appear vibes. Exhaling deeply as if I can rid myself of the stress that consumes me, I look at Dan my driver who is standing next to me in silence. “Keep the engine running. It looks like Father has sent his soldiers on a wild goose chase to keep this meeting a secret.”
Arnica Savage isn't just Matthias's ex. She is also a Lorenzo, the abandoned daughter of the bastard Lorenzo standing before me. And I know it is my father's voice that has haunted her nightmares since she was just six years old. Her thoughts are consumed by a haunting past. A past that binds us together, leaving her unable to recall the true reason behind my father's prominent role in her nightmares. Arnica, a Lorenzo by blood, poses a significant threat to Tessa's chances of inheriting what remains of Gio's family name.In exchange for the life of my sister, I was presented with the opportunity to take the life of Gios' daughter to keep the peace between us. And due to Tessa's act of treachery, I eagerly jumped at the offer.However, eight months ago when I arrived at Gios' villa to claim what I was owed, I was informed that Arnica Savage was the daughter being presented to me. As I heard the name, a sense of familiarity washed over me. Later that night, as I reflected on the d