"No!!! Damn it..." Screaming loudly with his head raised up and fists clenched tight and eyes reddening with bloody hatred, Max effused his anger through growling.
He was against this session however after realizing she could give solid information, Max wanted her to speak but she passed out. Her yelp shook his insides, he wished this torture to end on her but how could he overlook the fact he needed information too. She was innocent but her father!
"Control yourself brother! " Maria took a step forward in order to handle her sibling, her hands trembled as he did not seem in the condition to be tamed.
At this time when he was on the highest level of anger and, on the verge of frustration, he could kill his men including Maria herself yet she took the courageous step of approaching her, "M-Max!" She kneeled beside him, her tone softer than usual.
Most of the time,
Stella's POV...I felt like the walls of the room which I was in vibrating due to loud noise. Feeling like my head was being hammered, I raised my head from the pillow while my ear drums hit with the distant screaming. I looked around in the room, it was the same old Max Stokes room containing his cologne.Uh, wait! I quickly gave a hurried look to my wrists and ankles as the memories of myself being tied in the chair flashed in my mind. My heart throbbed loudly and eyes blurred with tears. The slow burning recollection from that day came back bit by bit.He was there, sitting with his sister while her man asked me questions and gave me shock waves. I wondered if he would stand up and free me from that chair, shower punches over the face of that guy and take me away with him. He instead chose to be a silent spectator while I was being tortured! He... Did nothing.I scu
Stella's POV..Five days later,"Stella, Look at this material, is it okay? " One of my subordinates asked showing me a fine material, I smiled victoriously taking it in my hand." Wow this is perfect Lucy! " I gleamed in happiness, I pressed my thumb into the golden shining cloth. " Give it to me I will get the show stopping gown completed" She gave it to me and exited the room along with me.We walked together to the work room where my dream design was kept. Yeah, I have always liked and loved to wear gowns and whatever I have seen uptil now I am sure mine is going to be the best." Lucy, bring me a pair of scissors." I turned towards her and realized she was standing with a scissor besides me already. " Thanks"Last five days were blissful. I loved staying with Max. I will not say that the last five days were better as
No one's POV" Huh!" Stella gasped.She had not expected to get caught by him, it will make him feel pathetic. She immediately turned her back against him and wiped her cheeks off with the back of her palm. Max made sure she was made comfortable everyday after that evil day. He was the only one why she had to endure painful events, but Stella cannot stop respecting his efforts.Even if he gave her the pain, he made sure her further life was filled with pleasure and joy. "Stella!!" she felt him walk behind her.She cannot see his face but very well sense him getting worried and twisting his lips nervously. "Hey, you're crying?" Turning her around to face him, he swept the tears away that fell from her eyes.Max accumulated her in his arms like his prized possession and sighed. He doesn't have to ask her, her eyes told every
"Ugh, I told him to call me later— when I am not around him. But this guy never listens!!!" Stella murmured under her breath.She grinds her teeth watching at the blue sky outside the window and frowned. There were indescribable emotions decorating her face, she turned to see the threshold of the room. Her heart thumping severely inside her chest. Having sprinted near the door she peeped out making sure Max was nowhere near the door.Don't know why but something feared her. It was not the fear of getting caught while another man called her, but a feeling that felt more like 'a betrayal! Stella bit her lips looking at the name flashing on her phone's screen once again. Instead of taking it, she cut the phone and dialled a message that seated,'I told you to not call me when I am with him. He is around. I will call you later. Please don't call me again, he will doubt me otherwise!'
She was short of words. Nelson, her official boyfriend eyed her with disappointed eyes. He caressed her breast with his fingers inhaling near her lips as he curiously said, "I hope you remember this is all nothing but a plan. You don't love him, do you?" There was authority in his tone, a demand that conveyed he was an annoyed boyfriend.Well, which boyfriend would not be annoyed when he knows his girl slept and spent intimate moments with an enemy!Nelson breathed deeply, staring at her intensely. He waited for her answer but came none. Her rigidness showed how much she was affected by her real boyfriend's appearance. Not only that, he also burst her little bubble of fake happiness which was nothing but a freaking part of a blood game.Stella should not but she did feel pathetic when his fingers fondled with her breast quite roughly. She inwardly mourned as she felt it was wrong. Her brea
She smiled with a shrug of her shoulders, "I mean yeah, why on earth would you want to see me when you never missed me within these seven years!" Hurt expressed by her facial expressions she removed her father's arm from her shoulder.Stella never got to meet him once she decided to leave the house. Her father, the great Mafia Killer had not cared when she chose to abandon her father's luxury and live her life as a normal person.The memories of that night were still fresh and sore. Stella wanted to leave not because her father and brother were criminal but because she never got what she wished for— Love. They were born criminals, so it was a waste of time mourning over what they did, but Stella had the choice of leaving, so did she.However now, after years of her leave her father suddenly missed her. He missed her so much that he sent his right hand with his hand written letter as
No one's POVStella settled on the couch. Her appetite was dead. The vague and unclear idea toward her feelings made Stella tired. She was suddenly engulfed by laziness that did not let her do anything as she planned.Moreover, the new realization of her love toward Max disturbed her thinking. She closed her eyes trying to meditate a little alas, the unusual noise coming from the bedroom thrilled her, "Who... Who is there?" She murmured under her breaths. Her body turned alert against the noise coming from her room as she rose on her legs.Megan could not be the one, that was for sure. That was not even Nelson. That guy would never do such a thing at such a point. Stella arched her back taking deep scared breaths. She was not in the sense of mind where she could defend herself. Even though she was the daughter of a Mafia King, she was a normal woman who hardly knew how to fig
"Hey where is the model no 21? Call her asap it is her turn to go on the ramp next" Stella announced standing on the door, adjusting the artificial specs over her nose bridge.Mia who was helping her rushed through the crowded dressing room and dragged out the model who was struggling with her long gown, "Here ma'am.""Go out now, it is your turn next. Best of luck." She smiled and patted on the shoulder of the model watching her walk past her stance and exit.The day has finally arrived which every employee of 'Array & Thrice' institution has been waiting for. The fashion week was here, it was going smooth and error free at the moment. Many famous models and Hollywood stars were called for the ramp walk. Stella felt honored for receiving the chance to dress them, the ones whom she has only seen either on TV or in the glossy magazine pages. Those people were standing in f