LOGINBoris looked stunned. He couldn't wrap his mind around this new version of Serene he just witnessed. She was always caring, gentle and easy to fool. Atleast he thought she was easy to fool. But the Serene he saw just now has an air of elegance and authority laced in her aura.
"Who is she?" Cindy demanded Boris who looked lost in thoughts. "She is a doctor, plain and simple" he muttered. He knows her for two years, and she was always simple. But Serene just now looked like loyalty. Not a simple doctor. Cindy is angry. After Serene Rivera suddenly dissappeared 2 years ago, Cindy became the unofficial heir of the Rivera fortune. Her father confirmed it. Everyone is whispering that she must have died or Dante Volcov must have killed her. Dante is known for his ruthlessness. Vincent encouraged Cindy to pursue Dante, but she was too scared to approach him. Hell, every one is scared to approach him. Now, a nobody is bossing Albert, who only obeys Dante's command. "No, it cannot be. A simple doctor cannot get close to Albert. She is something else. Find out who she is" Cindy instructed Boris. Boris is even more eager to find out about what Serene is hiding. ..... Albert parked the car, but not infront of Serene's apartment. She was so lost in thoughts about her past life which suddenly is clashing with her present, she didn't notice where they were going. A big lone villa greeted her. "Why are we here?" she inquired Albert softly when he opened the door for her. "Miss, boss wanted to talk to you. He instructed you to wait for him here" Albert replied monotonously. Serene nodded before unfolding herself from the car. She walked inside the villa which is surrounded by tall pine trees for as she could see. There are men in suits everywhere. It looked more like Dante's base for his 'Work' than a home. "Here, this way" Albert escorted her to a room which looked like a study or something. A huge oak table is laid in the middle of the room. Two book shelves are neatly arranged on either side of the room. There is a black couch near the left side, parallel to the book shelf. "Please wait here Miss" Albert spoke before he left her alone. Serene looked around the room and picked up a book which she found Intresting. A maid brought some fruits and juice which she placed quietly on the tea table infront of the couch before leaving as quietly as she entered. Casually she flipped the pages of the book while waiting for Dante. ... After two hours, Dante Volcov walked inside his study while drenched in blood. Someone foolishly thought that they could kill him, but got killed instead. The moment he walked in, his eyes fell on his future wife. She is dozing off on his couch while holding a book still open. He approached her and grabbed her cheeks not bothering to clean the blood off his hands. In an instant she pushed his hand away even before she opened her eyes. He chuckled with amusement. She is scared, and he liked it. Just like how much he likes when her father Alexander fears him. Her eyes fell on his blood stained hands and they widened in horror. But still, she didn't make a sound. Just stayed there like a lifeless puppet of Alexander. It made him feel disgusted. There is nothing about his future wife that appeals to him except her face and body. She looks better now than two years ago. She is so obedient, that it doesn't excite him. She is just a means to an end, that's it. "Did you buy the ring you liked" he inquired casually, ignoring how stiffly she sat there. "I did" she replied camly, without letting her fear show. Dante narrowed his gaze. He wanted to see how far he could push her so that she would break. "Does this blood remind you something Princess?" he inquired. She glanced at the blood. Something flickered in her gaze. "It reminds me of the surgery I performed today" she replied camly. He didn't like her answer. He roughly pulled her up from the couch. The book fell on the floor while she stumbled and struggled to keep herself upright. He crushed his lips over hers. She stood there completely still like a board. She didn't stop him, or neither she kissed him back. He pulled back slightly with anger. "Show me your sincerity Princess" he demanded, using the same phrase which she used that evening while bargaining with him. He saw how her eyes turned wide. He thought she would refuse. But she surprised him when she reached on to her tip toes and kissed him softly but clumsily on his lips. He knows she is untouched, or he wouldn't have minded killing her and the guy to make a point. He took over the kiss and started kissing her. This time, she mimicked his moves, kissing him the way he was kissing her. He had his share of woman, and was planning to keep it that way while his wife stays home like a good house wife. But Selene Rivera surprised him with her demand. He thought she would back out when the time comes to show how sincere she is. But she is not. She tasted sweet and enticing, completely different from the impression she gives others. He pulled back after kissing her until her lips are swollen and she looked dazed. Her eyes looked dilated and her lips wet and inviting. "We will continue this tomorrow Princess. Now I have some work. Albert will drop you home" with that, he dismissed her.The next morning, Dante woke up to yet another call from his underboss. He was sleeping so peacefully, until that call disturbed him. "What is it Arthur?" he inquired sleepily, with a hint of irritation. He didn't bother to open his eyes. He is too comfortable to wake up. "Ahh, boss, you are sleeping?" Arthur asked with a hint of shock in his tone. Dante sighed with displeasure. "So what did you expect that I was doing so early in the morning?" he muttered. Arthur turned to look at the sun which is shining brightly. He then glanced at the grandfather clock which is ready to hit 10. He was under the impression that Dante might be getting ready for the day. But he didn't expect his boss to sleep this long. Usually Dante was always a light sleeper. He never used to sleep for more than a few hours at once. And definitely not until this late. So Arthur looked stunned. "Its 10 am" he told Dante hesitantly. On the other end, Dante snapped his eyes open when he heard the time. Imme
Dante was not sleeping. Not because he is still troubled. No, the storm in his mind and heart the moment his wife hugged him sweetly. Now he couldn't help but stare at her. Her eyes are closed, attracting his attention to her long lashes which he never noticed. She is sprawled on top of him as if he is her own personal bed. He didn't mind though. Infact, it's feeling so good to hold her like this, that he is worried that she might dissappear in the morning like a beautiful dream. He moved his palm up and down her spine lazily. Her skin felt smooth under her rough fingers. He noticed that she would turn red if he squeezed a little hard, just like a delicate doll, his doll. He is wondering why he never noticed how beautiful she is. Not just beautiful, she is breathtaking. The longer he is gazing at her, the more he wanted to keep looking. He could feel himself behaving like a weirdo while just looking at his wife like this. But damn if he could avert his gaze even if he wanted to.
"Dante" she moaned for more. He let go of her breast with a pop before meeting her gaze. Her eyes are dilated and her lips are a parted. Her face is flushed and she looked absolutely breathtaking. "I am sorry" he murmured softly. Confusion clouded her features. Before she could understand what he meant, he replaced his fingers with his rock hard shaft. His pushed past her barrier with one hard thrust and seated himself fully inside her wet heat. "Ahh.." she gasped as pain exploded her nerves. A single tear slipped past her lids. He kissed her lips gently, trying to help her adjust with his girth. Her breathing is choppy while she tried to adjust to his length. As the initial discomfort started to fade, she could feel him inside her. They are connected in the most intimate way possible. He didn't stop kissing her. He is trying to make her feel better in the only way he knows how. Slowly she moved her hips to let him know she is fine. Despite her assurance, he was still gentle
Serene was not sleeping well. These past few days, she got used to Dante's warmth. Now that she is alone, the bed is feeling cold and too big for her. She was never a touchy feely person. Mainly because of where she grew up in. Even when Boris initiated closeness or any kind of touch, she used to feel uncomfortable. All her life, she ate alone, slept alone, spent her days in a golden cage which scared and suffocated her. With Dante, everything took a 180. Now she couldn't sleep alone which was never an issue, and her preferred way of sleeping. She ate her dinner alone, mostly picked on her food. Without Dante and the sound of their cutlery, even gourmet meal tasted funny. She sat up after several failed attempts to sleep. That's when she noticed the figure standing alone in the dark balcony outside their room. Despite the darkness, she could identify that back anywhere. "Dante?" she thought with surprise. She couldn't help the excitement bubbling inside her stomach to see him.
Dante's hands are drenched with blood. His clothes are bloody too. A dead man is lying near his feet. The dead body is brutalized beyond recognition. Fingers are missing, knee caps are broken, limbs are out of shape, head is smashed to the point that the skull is completely out of shape. Dante tortured him with in an inch of his life before he was dead. Dante's eyes looked as cold as arctic. He looked terrifying. Even Arthur looked hesitant to approach Dante. The man whom Dante killed just now is a member of the Rivera clan. And he is also one of the persons who were involved in killing and violating his sister. Dante was small and helpless back then. He couldn't save his family. Its been ten years since he started weeding these scums out, one at a time. Neither Alexander nor Vincent or anyone in the Sylviana outfit could find out why their men started to dissappear every few months. These are the people who acted upon Alexander's orders and brutalized Dante's family. Vincent is his
In the Rivera mansion, Alexander is like a caged feral dog who is ready to bite the moment he is released. But the person he wanted to attack is not just anyone, but its Dante. “Vincent, I need to kill Dante before announcing Cindy as the heir. I need to make an example out of him. He is still alive after insulting me this badly. Everyone is laughing at my face now. If i don’t kill Dante, I don’t think we would win the voting. Already three outfits favour Dante. We don’t know whom the Montana outfit would choose. Either way, our chances are zero with Dante still alive. You don’t have to be subtle anymore. Go on a full blown attack. Announce 1 million dollars to anyone who manages to kill Dante” Alexander is desperate. Vincent smirked. This is the opportunity he was waiting for all along. Until then, they had to use people outside the Sylviana outfit, so that even if Dante suspected the attack was planned by Alexander, he wouldn’t be able to prove it. But now, after this, the Riv







