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Ella My head feels like it's been broken into a thousand pieces. My body feels like I was set on fire then left in the sun to burn. I try to turn but my hands are tied to a chain. I have no strength to pull it and the room is so dark and the air heavy. Memories come crashing down on me like a hurricane. I have no tears left to cry and no strength left to fight. When Adrian finds out what I did, he will kill me in the worst way possible so I might as well just die here to save him the trouble. "Is the princess awake?" a familiar voice wakes me. Sofia? I slowly try to flutter my eyes open but struggle as whatever I was given is still making me dizzy and sleepy. "Fuck you!" I spit angrily. "Just shoot me already. What a coward!" I scream with all the energy left in me. She laughs, her sound echoing in what now seems like an empty garage. Her voice is bitter and cold when she speaks. "You see, I know what you did. And you know it too. Right Detective?" My face pales and b
Ella My eyes have been open for hours but I keep lying in the same position because I'm afraid of what Adrian will do to me. It has been five days since he rescued me and during the entire time, he has been working from home. Maybe he doesn't trust anyone to keep an eye on me. My death will surely be painful. My heart bleeds at the thought of something bad happening to my grandparents because of my rushed decisions. Maybe if I had waited he would have set me free. But it's too late now. Tears fall on my pillow as I lay on my side. The smell of wood and leather hit me and I instantly realized that I was in his room. Why? The door opens and his deep voice reaches my ears as he speaks into what I assume is a phone "No, not yet. I will decide and let you know." he is silent for a while then he speaks again"She is getting better. I'll do that." A shiver runs down my spine as I feel his hot gaze on my back. My back is turned to him but I can feel his stare on my back making me
Ella A gentle stroke of my hair wakes me up. My eyes are half open when I find the gorgeous criminal sleeping on his side balancing on his elbow as he strokes my hair. My cheeks burn a hot pink when I realize that he has been watching me sleep. What if I had my mouth open? "Good morning my little spitfire." he greets me with the perfect smile I rarely see. "You should smile more often." I blurt out. He chuckles as he stands on his feet "For you I will." and that response is enough to knock all the air out of my lungs. I catch my breath but say nothing. I watch him disappear into the bathroom. After a few moments, he returns, carrying a warm, fluffy towel. "Ella," he calls me softly, "you've been through so much. It's time to take care of yourself." His voice is gentle but resolute, and I can't help but wonder why he is acting this way. I'm not complaining. I love it when he does this. The problem is I'm beginning to forget a lot of things as I start to fall for him. I aske
Ella Camilla is dead? Just like that? My world spins as I can't seem to put one and two together. How can this have happened? Tears roll down my face as I sit on the floor to mourn my dear friend. Guilt hits me like a hurricane as I realize that it could have been because of me. With blurred vision, I begin to hit Adrian's hard chest. He doesn't even flinch but he doesn't stop me either. He lets me cry as he kneels on the floor with me. He holds me in his arms as he whispers soothing words to me. "How could this have happened?" I ask in tears but then realization hits me. I'll punish her later. Is this what he meant by punishing her? "No, I did not pull the trigger." Adrian sighs. "But I wish I was the one who pulled it," he adds. Confusion hits me. He is giving vague answers which could mean anything. But my heart is too hurt to dwell on figuring out what he means. I grab his shirt as I wail. Hot tears roll down my face as I remember her warm smile, her hugs, and how s
Adrian The past days have been nothing but full of shit. I have so many threats and a fucking target on my back that I need to handle but not enough time. When Ella was kidnapped by Sofia, I crossed borders to save her despite the news I had received moments before. News that hurt me. She fucking betrayed me. But hell what was I expecting? Her undying commitment and loyalty? I'm a monster. A cold-hearted killer who takes what he wants without looking back so I didn't really hold it against her. I couldn't. I don't know why but I couldn't. "What will you do about Marco?" Luca asks. I know I started a fucking war by killing the Bianchi Princess. But they should have seen it coming. No one touches what is mine and lives. She is mine to ruin. "Double the security. He has no power and is desperately looking for allies. I'll need you to take over Las Vegas so we can render him useless." I say and he nods to acknowledge he understands. "What about Camilla?" Luca asks and I r
Dual POV Adrian Luca hands me a folder, and I open it, my eyes scan the damning evidence it contains. Photographs, financial records, and correspondence of who my father met, and what he expected in return. But what shocks me is who I see in the photograph. Ella's Fucking grandparents. Didn't they say she worked as a fucking maid? My father would never even look in the direction of someone below him. He had no regard for the poor so this doesn't make any fucking sense. The room feels suffocating, and I need a moment to gather my thoughts. Without a word, I reach for a cigarette and light it, inhaling deeply. The smoke curls in the dim light, Did the old couple play me? "Did you manage to verify the information Ella's grandparents gave?" Luca looks at me for a moment before responding " This is some fucked up shit A. What the hell is going on? Yes, I did but you'll have to outsource the information because the answers are not here and your mother won't speak." I nod i
Ella My mind is spinning as I sit on the barstool. The waiter refused to give me strong drinks because I passed out last time. But he's wrong. I'm not trying to pass out this time. I'm trying to gain the courage to fight Adrian and let all my anger out. It seems I can't trust anyone. What else is going on that I have no clue about? "Should I call Jay to help you out?" the waiter whose name I don't know asks. I squint my eyes and move closer so that I can read his name. I laugh as the alcohol starts to hit me "J..a..m..e..s" "Yes ma'am. That is my name," he responds and he moves back uncomfortably. "You want to call Jay to help me?" I ask with my eyebrow raised and I let out a dry laugh. "Yes ma'am," he responds. Making sure to keep a safe distance from me. "Do you know the kind of help I need?" I ask and without waiting for him to respond I add "Getting the fuck out of here." A look of horror crosses his face. He shakes his head "I'm sorry. I will have to call Jay. The
Ella Just for a moment, I want pleasure. Without worrying about my family, Toddy or anyone else. At this moment, I'm just a girl looking for some release and he is just a good looking man willing to give me a release. No strings attached, no emotions involved. "Then do it." I respond while looking up at him and he makes a sound at the back of his throat. "I want to hurt you. I want your body to be ruined for anyone else. I want to be the only one who can make you feel good. I have no safe word, I will go as far as I want but I want you to tell me right now if you'll let me." He puts wet kisses on my neck as he whispers in my ear. My center throbs and I just wish he can stop talking and touch me already. "Do it." I whisper back, my voice cracked and my breathing is fast. He picks me up and takes me to a different room. A room I didn't know existed. I have only read and watched movies about places like this but the thought of experiencing it sends a thrill down my spine . I