FIVE: Enzo's POV: I felt someone's presence as the hairs on the back of my neck stood. My eyes snapped open and I stumbled back nearly landing on my ass.Minchia!“What the fuck are you doing here?!” I growled and the blonde chaos standing before me smiled.What was there to smile about?! Couldn't she see just how startled and furious I was?She moved closer and I was painfully aware of my naked state. “You've been avoiding me.” Her eyes remained on mine.Yes, I have.It was best to deal with whatever these feelings were while they were still premature.“That doesn't give you the right to do this,” I said, a warning edge to my tone but if she noticed, she didn't show it. “What am I doing?” She asked innocently as I was aware of the fact that the shower I'd left on was soaking up her pale, silky nightgown pretty fast.“Why are you even here?” I gritted, trying my best to not react to that very obvious, very hard nipple.“Like what you see?” She teased and my eyes snapped up to hers
FOUR: Tanya's POV: I did my workout for the day with a massive smile on my face.Finally! It made me so happy seeing the look on that handsome face! Yeah, he had that tall, dark, and handsome thing going on—and maybe throw in a little rugged, and you've pictured him to a T.I relished the way that perfectly sculpted, clean-shaven jaw clenched when I called him out on his shit. And those eyes—icy blue, almost transparent—burned right through me…At first, I'd been relieved because he was driving me crazy. Every day I thought long and hard as to how he knew me. I thought maybe we’d met before but I couldn't remember and so I was stuck in an endless battle of searching my brain. You know that feeling where you think you're forgetting something but don't know what that is? Exactly.After I got over the shock of finding those pictures in his closet, it truly dawned on me then—this man was obsessed with me. That should have had me fleeing out the door but nope, it made my attention-starv
THREE: Enzo's POV: Watching her squirm and avoid my gaze for five days in a row has been fun. The ride back home that day had been hilarious, I had a hard time keeping a straight face. I'd made it my mission to randomly call her, ‘Kitty Blondie’ when no one was within earshot and it made me chuckle when she'd go pale in horror.We kept bumping into each other, and I had either fate or Carlo to blame for it. The first time I met her, she'd left an impression on me, a fumbling, nervous stripper. I'd laughed unintentionally humiliating her in the process that day. I'd been out on a job, to keep an eye on one of our top clients in New York who began to do shady stuff and Carlo needed to know everything the fucker was doing. One of those things was that he was a regular customer of that club. Wednesdays and Fridays, he was always there and I'd first met Tanya—only knew her stage name then—on my first spy trip on the client and I could tell she was new to this.Shy, unsure, awkward, and
I've seen some people asking about Angela... I thought it was obvious😅 I can't remember if I wrote about it but she wasn't going to get killed, she would be held hostage to live out her remaining years🙃 See it as a life sentence 🌚Death sometimes, is mercy, and Angela doesn't deserve mercy. Living with the the fact that she's lost everything and will forever be alone seemed like a befitting punishment for her😌Also, I didn't want to focus too much on her and I realized now that it confused you guys, I apologize 😅
ONE:Tanya's POV: I must be crazy accepting an invitation from a man I didn't even know to fly across the continent but if it meant that I got to see Natalia, then it was worth it.I was anxious, impatiently at the airport for for this ‘Carlo’ to pick me up. I haven't seen my girl in months since the crazy fucker stole her from her home and maybe I would give him a piece of my mind once he got here. ‘Wouldn't that get you killed, Tanya? He's dangerous.’Fuck that. If he was going to kill me, he would have done so when he sent his men to threaten me after I tried contacting the FBI via Nat's request.I was still talking to myself when three, sleek black cars came to a stop in front of me. I squinted. Now, I don't know shit about cars, but these look like they'd cost both of my kidneys, my heart, and my lung and still wouldn't be enough.Seriously, how do some people make so much money while the rest of us wallow in poverty? The doors opened and I instinctively stepped back to give
Hi ☺️💗 Hope y'all are doing okay.This is where the journey ends for Natalia and Carlo. They'd love each other to death that's for sure, they'll face hardships but that's what makes their bond stronger 🥹💗I want to thank you all for enjoying this book, it means a lot to me and that's just lightly putting it😔💗 You guys made this journey much easier and even times when I doubted myself, I said, “I have readers waiting for an update. They enjoy reading it.” I don't have much to say except that I'm grateful—said that too much but I mean it😂💗 Here’s my Facebook for more info on new books: Sonia Geoffrey.I’ll follow everyone back💗