Leonardo POV.As I stare out the window, the familiar boredom seeps unwelcome into my consciousness. My mood is as flat as the weather. My days are blending together with no difference, and I need some kind of deviation. I've worked all day and now in the confines of my office, I'm restless.I frown, the annoying truth is that the only thing that captured my interest recently has been my decision to end the life of the man that tried to smuggle in a child with my shipment. This reminds me, Natalia, my secretary wassupposed to come back to me with logistics regarding my new purchase. What the hell iskeeping her?. I head back to my chair and go through the documents that require my signature.“Natalia, where are we with those logistics?” I say into the intercom.She knocks at the door and comes in with files. She hands me the documents and runs through my schedule for the day reminding me of Dante’s party tonight, well I could use the distraction. I head to the conference room for m
Alexa POV. Fifty million dollars, I was just sold for fifty million dollars. If someone would have told me that I would be happy to be sold for that amount of money, I would have spat in their face, but here I am happy that at least I was worth more than a mere thousand dollars. At least I wasn’t worth pennies. Whispers erupt from the other side, although I couldn’t see them, I bet they are also shocked at the extravagant amount I was paid for. The bodyguard standing by the door walks up to me and leads me to a door by my left. We enter a room filled with ladies, if eyes could kill, I bet I would be six feet’s under. They all stare at me like I just stole their treasure, eyeing me up and down and watching my every move.“Don’t mind them, they are just jealous,” a lady said from behind me. She walks up to me and hands me a dress to put on. “Jealous, why would they be jealous? I just lost my freedom, I was drugged and kidnapped, what could they be jealous about ?” I snap.“Your beau
Leonardo POV.My eyes narrow on the brown haired bombshell up on stage and a feral growl rolls off my lips causing the men in the chairs closest to me to turn and shoot me a look.Mine. She. Is. Mine.I turn and give them a death stare, letting them know if they even think about bidding, I will unscrew their heads and fuck through it."Do I hear three million dollars," the announcer says.“Fifty million," I announce, standing up so the whole room knows just who they're fucking with if they're stupid enough to try and go over the top of me.The announcer clears her throat, disoriented.“Fifty million dollars, going once, going twice and sold!”The Circle prided itself on its exclusive, invite-only memberships for the underworld’s wealthiest and most powerful. A good number of those members, including myself, engaged in different illegal activities. I have heard tales of what these old Dons do to their slaves and I wouldn’t want them to breathe close to her. My Jewel. My Isabella. Mine.
Leonardo POV.I have to leave here, get as far away from her as possible. I adjust my pants and pick up a key to my sports car and head down to the basement.“Did you change your mind?” Alberto says immediately he spots me.“Go up and protect her,” I say, staring him down.“I want to be alone, I will be back by morning, bring my brothers to the bunker,” “What about Carlo?”“I will handle that in the morning,” I say, stepping into the car. I get a message from Dante, “Enjoy your catch! My congratulations, can’t wait until the morning. Have fun ;) Ps. Drive her wide.” This pisses me further, the thought that I wasn’t going to spend the night with my new purchase. I tap the ignition and the engine growls, coming alive. The Audi R8 Spyder is my favourite. I drive down the empty streets and head to my favourite spot, the cemetery where my mum was buried. I lost my mum when I was ten years old, over seventeen years ago. Enzo and Dante were too young to remember her. I come here whenever I
This wasn't the fate that was meant for me, but I was made to believe it was. It wasn't the path I choose either. I guess luck wasn't on my side, it threw me away like that of an abandoned puppy who has nowhere to go.It wasn't my fault as I was left with no other choice, they took what I cherished and nurtured the most from me and made me this way. Some might say I'm stupid or I made myself this way, or rather call me a shameless woman left without a single pride. The day I had chosen this path, I never wanted to turn back because I couldn't understand why everything started at first. I never wanted to return and turn a new leaf and I knew I would end up becoming worse, but I didn't prepare for death. Maybe this was my fate and I chose to completely listen to the devil and request his advice on daily occurrences.My dear mother I lost to the cold hands of death, and later my dearest brother joined. I was left with only my father who believed that training a female child was something
Morris and I waited at home while mom was being taken to the hospital by the gardener and our driver. A while ago, she had been okay and neither Morris nor I could tell if anything was actually wrong with her. Part of my mother's strength came from a deep faith in God and the love she had for me and Morris, and perhaps just as much from her innate ability to inspire Morris and me to know she meant every word she said.Our growing up with a father was a hectic one, but unlike Morris, I loved dad so much and gave him most of my attention whenever he was at home.Morris wanted to follow behind, but I stopped him from taking another step further. I couldn't bear to be at home all by myself as it was too scary for a young child like me. Morris shoved my hands away from his, but I held them back, this time more tightly, and wasn't willing to let go." If you're going, then take me along," I said to Morris my tiny voice mixed with authority even though I knew he wasn't going to listen to me.
The next morning was a Sunday. I only woke up to find myself on my bed covered properly and a tray of bread with fried eggs laid on the small table at the center of my room. You would say dad loves me so much and gave my room the best design. I never got to lack anything and I had a heap of toys in a store room still in my room. Everything I ever wanted even those I didn't need was provided and I didn't see any reason why I should feel sad or unsatisfied. I yawned stretching both my hands and God I had completely forgotten about mom for just a second when I woke up. I badly wanted to see dad again, but I was sure he would be out of the house by now and it pained me most that I didn't get to see his face last night. My door opened and Mrs. Roseline walked in carrying a small jug of water along with her. " Good morning Mrs. Roseline" I greeted and sat up straight to eat my meal. Even though I was born in a rich home, Morris and I were never spoilt. We had so much respect for elders
A nine years old girl was supposed to know everything right? But I don't think so. One would say I was so stupid for leaving out my mom in my life, especially for letting her take just a little place in my heart, unlike my dad who took a massive part. When people hear/ read my story, I might be marked the foolish kid and Morris the good kid, but I was nothing like that. I loved my mom so much, no I did love all of my family but I only gave dad exceptional love and I was sure he loved me back even more than the much love I had for him.Dad and I were what you would call inseparable and we couldn't do without each other but even as much as dad loved me, I wanted him to love Morris just the same." Where is my momma?" I asked Mrs. Roseline, my eyes teary as I looked at Morris and my dad. I wanted to go meet dad and ask him too, but for the first time, I was scared of him. His eyes were terrifying and so red that I couldn't go and when I heard Morris say he killed my Mom, I wanted to ful