"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
A cool breeze rolled over. The orangish sun was ready to set as the birds prepared to fly back to their nests. There was no disturbing echo in the air but the quiet air filling the atmosphere.Max and Stella walked together side by side holding each other's hands, their faces held small smiles. While his grin expressed happiness, Stella's strangely curled lips spoke a different yet agonising story. It could be seen that her face held no emotion hey she forced herself to smile— only for him.Max desired if the time could stop right there and then. Having her by his side with the amazing view in the front of the setting sun, he felt on top of the world. He found himself being transported into another world. A world with zero percent evil and terror free lands that offered only and only joy.
She strolled down the empty road with a gun in her hand and eyes glistening with unshed tears. Her clothes were stained with blood, her hands were covered with the blood as well.She tried to smile victoriously yet her face was void of any kind of emotion. Today she won... Won the game of life. She killed someone using her body as an object and love as a weapon. She killed the man she claimed to love... Or say... Faked to love. She killed him for the sake of her father's life.Stella watched the door open and her father step out. He waited near his car impatiently while his face wore a victorious smile." Stella, my baby. I am proud of you sweety. I am soo proud of you. You did what my men could not. Just look at that bastard." He squealed excitingly whilst placing a chaste yet deep kiss on her forehead.Stella tried hard not to cry in front of the man fo
2 MONTHS LATER..."What the heck is this Mia, haven't I told you not to bring up his topic again!"... Throwing the cup of coffee over the poor secretary's white shirt, the new boss screamed, banging his hands on the table."He is DEAD. Now I am your boss... Nelson Mendez is your boss. So just do as I say and dare I hear his name in this organization again." the new boss fumed in exasperation."I am... I am sorry Sir... I will get the changes made. Excuse me"... Poor Mia, Max's once beautiful and talented secretary spoke in low tone sprinting out of the glass door.After she left Nelson huffed a sigh and looked at the file in his front.It has been two months to Max's death. Ever since then, everything he owned was transferred in the name of a new boss, Nelson Mendez, who was none other than the mafia king's one of the doggie-like loyal
Nelson's POV"Nelson please, don't go. Just stay with me. Please.""I am here with you, Stella. Let me just go and see your father. I swear I will be back soon." I put her to bed and covered her with the blanket.I don't want to say but honestly this crap has got on my nerves now. Stella and her visions are pathetic. After Max Stokes' death she has drastically fallen sick, and everywhere she just hallucinates him."Please be back soon.""I swear I will be. Just give me a minute." I had to force a smile even when I didn't feel like smiling at her.This was really something I was doing against my will. Having kissed her on the forehead, I moved out of her room, "Jeeez!" as soon as I was out, my mouth twisted and I cursed my ungrateful destiny.I thought after Max Stokes' death I would be able to enjoy my life wit