Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Chapter Eight Jessica Martin's POV "Don't tell me you ruined that perfect moment." Belle whines. "Don't make me feel bad for telling you my secrets." It has been a month to that day and it never left my head. Kessler called and sent a dozen messages pleading and begging but I never replied to them and with strict instructions to my security to not let him in. I did miss him a lot. I touched myself numerous times thinking of him and that's something I've never done masturbating with a picture of a man in mind. "Are you listening? I'll chew your deaf ears!" Belle tries to attempt and earns a knock from me on her head as she rubs the spot slowly. "What were you saying?" "Go back and put your shit together. That guy likes you so much but your insecurities are ruining everything!" She exclaims. "What should I do?" "Go see him and apologise and this time don't freak out when he tries to be i
Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Jessica's POV “Nah you made that shit up… like what? Are you kidding?” Belle sips her drink while she chuckles softly. We were seated at one of our favourite joints sipping on our glasses. It's been one week since I accepted Kessler's proposal to be his girl. I never had a reason to regret saying yes to him. He frequents my office with flowers, he calls every three hours and even came over the office to take me home which I declined. He needs a break from doing that. He has a business or a job so he shouldn't get distracted because of love. That reminds me I never asked him what he does for a living. Not that I care about his wealth. I'm doing well for myself but to be sure so I can proudly lay claim to his source of income. “We have been friends for the longest time. Do you think I could make something as crazy as that? Then explain the diamond on my finger, or the hickeys…” I push my hair blocking my neck so
(Two days later) “Kessler you don't have to go through the stress of getting me a dinner date outfit. I have lots and lots of them which I don't wear or remember what they look like. I can go home and pick something for the occasion.” I groaned. Kessler made it known that he wants to see my family, the only surviving family of my father. Which is my uncle. He spoke to my uncle and he agreed. And fixed the meeting for later tonight. A holiday. Kessler seemed overjoyed like he was already given the permission to court me but I know it's a step to those things. He wanted to make things official not just to my family but to the world to announce our love loud and clear. A feeling of pride swelled inside of me and I haven't been more happier. Finally a time to think towards putting me first and thinking about the family that I was going to create. “Thank you Kessler. ” I beamed. He took me round the fashion store. We bought fancy dresses, shoes and a matching purse.
Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Jessica's POV Kessler's sister- Anna is a really good kid. I shuffle from my home to his most work and weekends and by doing so it has shaped me to loosen up in most areas of my life. “Aunt Jessica can we go now?” She says almost out of breath running down the stairs. We have to make it in time for my cake testing. Yes, my wedding cake testing. My uncle disapproved of my relationship to any male specie that wasn't Samuel the cheat. How could he be inhumane? He knows too well the pain and misery that hellish union would cost me but he cares less. Money has gotten a hold of his conscience, he can trade it for anything. The meeting might not have gone well like I thought of my uncle accepting Kessler for my happiness but the highlight of the dinner meeting was Kessler standing up to my dictatorial Uncle. It felt so pure to watch him defend me like his life depends on it. The bitchy part of me thought it would break out in
Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Belle's POV I watched her smile trickle to the floor. Her smile could light up an entire room- A lighthouse in human form. She looked like a goddess. The diamonds on her neck screamed of immense wealth and luxury she was accustomed and born into, her wedding dress made of the best pearls man could find which accentuated her hourglass figure. Her skin tone shone brightly oiled. The crown on her head, her light make up seemed expertly done. I moved to the bride and her handsome groom. He didn't look bad at all. The most fashionable male in the room. “Good luck to the most beautiful bride and her groom. I can hardly believe you are here looking this happy and beautiful in one piece. Thank you for being the prince charming she waited for all these years.” “Thanks Belle.” he smiles, showing his sets of perfect teeths. His voice sends chords of goosebumps on my toes, nipples and stomach. Perfect iro
Anarietta POV My face stuck into page sixty four of my favorite book as I flipped through one of the pages with a pringle in hand and a cup of warm coffee sitting on the school cafeteria table. I took a bite out of my hand licking my finger tips off the crumbs and adjusted my big old glasses before going back to the blocks of words. My temporary escape. “Look who we found the mighty human hamburger.” A girl who I recognize her voice to be that of the blonde cheerleader, the most popular girl in high school says. Her little minions burst into laughter and my fingers dug into my skirt tighter as I breath hope and tolerance into my lungs. Beatrice has always had this bitchy attitude when it comes to me, maybe because I'm the weakest person in school. The class doormat anyone can trample upon and throw their vileness and I won't fight back. I paid no heed to their silly antics and focused on my book school session would be over soon, I hoped. “Argh!” A hard scream
“Where are you taking me to? You're hurting my wrist please I'm begging you.” I slammed her hard against the wall that caused a thud with my huge arms caging her before she slips from my fingers from her tiny frame. “Are you ready to accept the rejection?” “Why should I reject my ma-te?” She stuttered nervously in disbelief on what I said. I acted as a good son before my father like I accepted the mate thingy and wanted to know my mate better only to get her aside and do the unexpected. “This claws of mine will rip your heart open and I'll so break you till you amass to chunks of flesh and bones if you disobey my orders. I hate the mate bullshit and if you refuse to reject me I'll be the perfect husband and mate to the public eye...” I lean closer to her earlobe licking her ear and watched her shiver from the simple contact. Damn this mate bond thing. I could feel it too like electric collision jamming to the other. “...but I'll make you see hell and would send you a me
I scrolled down my phone searching for the hottest clubs in the state. I've been away for years studying and got back home yesterday. It feels great to be back home but it's a double tragedy. One mother would scold and force her opinions down my throat and two "Mate". The mate thing scares the tiny shit out of me. I'm excited to see who the moon goddess will pair me up with; he's definitely going to be a hottie, smooth as silk and rich as the president. The moon goddess can't make the mistake of gifting me a broke and ugly mate. It would be a silent nightmare that I would never experience ever again. I'm the hottest models right from school days winning back to back on various beauty pageant, school prom night. “Good morning ma'am your mother requests your presence in her chambers.” An ugly duck for a maid bows on one knee as she made her assignment known. “How dare you barge into my bedroom without knocking have you gone mad?” I yelled at the top of my lungs. The bitch had t