NOTE: You can read this work as a standalone, but for better clarification, I would recommend that you read the first book.
GIULIAI kept peeking behind me as I dashed down the busy streets of Madrid. Most of the pedestrians gave me curious looks as I weaved through them. My heart was thumping violently in my chest. I was sweating, but that was the least of my problems.I knew there was no way those monsters could have tracked me from the States to Spain, but I couldn't help my intrusive thoughts.I securely gripped my purse, clutching it to myself to discourage pickpockets. The minute I left the airport, I went to a Bureau de Change to get my currency changed from Dollar to Euro. I only had 700 Euros with me, and I hoped to use it sparingly.I intended to find a motel that wouldn't cost more than £3. If that was possible. I didn't mind living in a rat-infested place until I got a job, which didn't sound like something that would have happened anytime soon.“Sorry!” I apologized to a man I crashed into when I turned to look over my shoulders. It was getting late, and I had found no cheap motel. I had only seen one for £9. Too bad none of them wanted to give me any discount.“Watch where you are going, chap!” he growled at me. Luckily, he didn't communicate in Spanish like the one I knocked into an hour ago.“Oh, you can speak English?” I beamed at him, trying to strike up a conversation.The man's eyes took me in. He started from my red hair, down my 5 foot 6 inches body before he fastened his grey eyes on my honey-brown ones. “Mind where you are going!” he snapped angrily before he turned and hurried down the road.“Huh?” I flipped my hair back. He should be thrilled someone beautiful tried to chat with him!I turned and proceeded down the street. I steered clear of alleys. No matter where you are, the States, Europe, Africa, Asia, Australia or bloody Antarctica, you need to be vigilant of the dark.Striding down the streets, I kept pondering what to do. Should I return to that £9 motel? But that would cause a dent in my pocket!There was no freaking way in hell I would do that!My tummy rumbled the moment I walked past a bistro. I placed my right hand on my belly, glaring daggers at it.With a frown, I traipsed over to a grocery store. I smiled at the security guy by the door, and he muttered words in Spanish that I didn't quite catch.With a nod, I strode in. I didn't bother with a basket or trolley. Since I was trying to save some cash, I planned to just get two energy bars for the night and the following morning.Tomorrow, I will start job hunting.I knew it would be challenging to get a job with my high school degree, but it would be more challenging because of the language impediment. I couldn't speak shit when it came to Spanish. (Well, I could perfectly say "Hola")I smiled at the few people in the aisle as I scurried over to the shelves that housed what I needed.“Shit!” I planted both hands on my waist and glared hard at the bars that were beyond my reach.Who the hell instructed them to stack items up so high?!Weren't they aware that there could be short people who wanted something from the top? Could it be that they only kept it for tall people?Hmph!I would have given them a proper tongue-lashing had I been eloquent in their language. It would be more like splashing water on a rock should I grumble now.Groaning, I rose on tiptoe to take it, but I couldn't reach it.“Fuck you!”I jumped, only to miss my step. A soul-shattering shriek wrenched from my gut as I helplessly flayed my arms. I expected to fall flat on the floor with my bones broken and my beautiful pearly dentition broken or dislodged.One, two, three…I gasped, clutching my eyes tight as I resigned myself to fate, only to feel something strong against my lower back.I gradually opened my eyes when I felt the warmth on the side of my body and arse. My eyes locked with that of an unfamiliar man. They trailed down his face, noting the scar that ran down the right part of his face and his clenched jaw. He had his brown hair up in a man bun. The long lashes fanning his cheekbones accomplished…Wait a fucking minute! Where the hell were his fingers clutching?“Pervert!” I yelled at him, pushing him away from me with all the strength I could muster. I staggered the moment he let go but righted my posture. “Do you think you can cup a touch because I was in a desperate situation, huh?” I pointed at him.“What the hell are you talking about?” He narrowed his eyes at me, looking like he was barely holding himself from snapping. His eyes darkened. For a minute, it seemed like I was staring into the crevasse.“Why did you touch my arse?!” I yelled at him, not mindful of the attention we were getting.He folded his arms, still glowering coldly. He didn't speak a word, but his eyes gave out most of his thoughts.“Fuck you!” I grabbed the nearest energy bar, ignoring the ones I was trying to take. “Out of all the places to grab, why must it be my arse?! What a flagrant pervert!”My eyes trailed his body. I started from his head and down to his toes, noting his tight abs that were trying to shred his black turtleneck off —just kidding. The black slacks he had on did nothing to obscure the heavy outline between his legs. Had this been a normal circumstance, I would have eyeballed him. However, the man in front of me was a handsome weirdo!“What the fuck are you saying? I was just trying to help—”“Never say that help word around me, pervert! Keep your damn hands to yourself!”Snapping at him, I indignantly matched to the cash point, paid for the energy bars I picked up, and stomped out of the convenience store still pissed at him. What awful luck to meet someone like him!MARK"This isn't all." For the second time, I grabbed the bundle of cash on the table, threw it up, and promptly caught it midair. "You're lying. This isn't all."The idiot, who stood by the fireplace with his palms clasped before him, laughed nervously."Boss, that's all."I sighed and leaned better into the chair, so my head could rest on the pillowy boobs of the lady I was to spend the night with. She promptly weaved her fingers into my hair and began to massage my scalp.The room was dark—I had ordered all the lights to be turned off—because it was better to think in the dark, and I didn't want to miss the natural glow from the sky.The embers in the fireplace combined beautifully with the glow from the moon to give the sitting room just the amount of light sufficient for me."Kenzo," I called out softly. A figure materialized from the dark and stood before me. The room became pin-drop silent."Yes, boss. You called me." A dark handsome man with a few scars on his face — his pride
GUILIAFucking arse hole! I gritted my teeth, trudging down the street, still thinking of that weirdo. Grumbling, I shoved what I purchased into my purse. I would have to eat that when I got to the place I would spend the night in. My stomach rumbled, but I ignored it. It wasn't as if this was the first time I had gone hungry for the entire day. My foster parents frequently starved me whenever I did something they warned me against. And did it work? Of course, not. Mary, most times, laughed at how willful I was. A pity she never fully got to know why I was that way. Halfway down the streets, my eyes landed on a neon light. 'De Parish Bar.' Huh? I frowned at the long line of people waiting at the door to be ushered in. I peered around the place, noting how deserted it was. In my angry state, I didn't realize where I was heading. It seemed I left the road I took to the convenience store, for the one behind it. I grimaced as a certain thought came to mind. I touched my purse. The
GUILIA“How dare you?!” Before I could stop myself, I had already landed a slap on his face. My patience had gotten to its yielding point. Almost immediately, three of the men sitting behind us rose. Attired in identical red suits, they seemed to be together. I observed in fear as the guys approached me. The man I slapped cocked his head to the side as a smile danced on his lips. “Do you think you have a say in this, pumpkin? You will come with me!” He added with a bit of force, eyes gleaming with mischief. I anxiously darted around at the party going on in full swing. None of them were aware of what was taking place. Even the bartender acted like he was blind.I gulped, turning my head slowly to look at him. “In your fucking dreams! Even if I want to shag, it wouldn't be with someone as ugly as you are.”I could even manage the pervert I met at the convenience store and the stupid bartender. Hell, I would manage anyone as long as they are not this psycho. The man smirked. “I lo
GUILIAMy mouth tasted acrid, almost the same as it did when I received an injection months ago. I coughed, feeling an acute pain in my lungs. My eyes felt heavy — like something glued them together.“You have to treat her well. I didn't spend five million euros for nothing. Get her ready for tonight,” a voice instructed. It sounded so familiar, but I couldn't rack my brain enough to place the voice.“We will do as you ordered, my Lord,” another voice —feminine—affirmed.I heard footsteps before the bang of the door. I tried to force my eyes open, but the heaviness was still on my lid.It wasn't until I dozed off and woke up for the third time that I finally opened my eyes. I was in a tiny room. There were no windows to tell the time. Aside from a couch not too far from the bed I was sprawled on, there was nothing in the chamber. They painted the walls red, a sharp contrast to the light green tiles used. The huge chandelier, hanging from the roof shed sufficient light to the place.I
MARKThat was the most awkward situation I'd ever gotten into.I mean, who does she think she is? I got my share of arse and pussy whenever the hell I wanted. And I got them in bulk, too! Why would I need to beat around the bush just for a feel?The people in the store kept throwing me crazy looks even after the lady I helped from splitting her skull on the floor walked out.There was the particular grandma who kept looking away from the carrots to steal a glance at the perv who touched a 'helpless' lady's arse.Pathetic!I gritted my teeth as I walked to the end of the shelf and snatched three chocolate bars.When I turned back, too many eyes were on me. The little patience I had left flew out of the window."What the fuck you imps lookin' at?!!!" I yelled. It got the desired effect. Seconds later, the store was back to normal. I went around the shelves, fuming and picking things that were not even necessary. On second thought, I grabbed a loaf of garlic bread and some apple juice f
MARK"Fuck..." I muttered under my breath. She was on her feet, hot and ready to throw fists. So feisty! "Why am I here?" I growled.She screamed something at Eric. I could hear her. It wasn't surprising to see her getting in fights with men after all she did in the store. She suddenly crouched, ready, poised to strike like a deadly viper. My control snapped. "What the hell is going on here?!" I yelled. Everybody turned to me. When our eyes locked and she scoffed, I knew what was running through her head...*~*~*~*~*~*WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK??!I furrowed my brows as I stared out of my balcony. That lady got on my nerves every fucking time we stumbled into each other! And of course, she wasn't going to agree that the unforeseen coincidence wasn't planned.She had made another show in the club, screaming with visuals of how I, in her words, "grabbed her arse."That sounded so funny... and fucking annoying. I had ladies who were ready to let me fuck them from dusk till dawn for free.
MARK"What the fuck?!" she screamed like a wounded animal. Well, she was wounded, and her thrashing around was making her bleed more. "What the hell do I look like?! A fucking item on a store's shelf?!"I swear, June was never this feisty. I always concluded that June was the most troublesome and spirited person I would come across in my lifetime, but... how wrong I was.This redhead was nothing but pure trouble. And while it annoyed me, there was a small part of me (a very small part) that wanted to calm her down and hear what she had to say.But doing that, especially now, was just... impossible. Eric or his perverted men would never see me succumb to a woman."Name your price," I said to Eric while sizing the redhead up. She would be of no use in my house, and that was what confused me the most. If she would be useless, then why the hell did I want her?!"You fucking psycho!" she spat from the distance. I could see coals in her irises, blazing-hot red coals that amazed me. "Just wa
GIULIA“Fuck,” I groaned.Everywhere was quiet when I woke up. I expected to find myself in a torture chamber or someplace close enough, but that wasn't the case. The magnificent chandelier that hung on the ceiling, the subtle light infiltrating from the window on my right and the pleasant scent of Jasmine gave the room a homey ambience.My head hurt, but not as bad as it did when I awakened…Wait a damned minute! I swiftly sat up on the bed, only to recoil at the searing pain in my head. It felt like my skull was about to be split in two.I placed my right hand on my forehead and tightened my eyes to stop the pain. Had I known this would happen, I wouldn't have risen as fast as I did. “Fucking hell!”“Are you okay?” A voice inquired from the doorway.At the sound of the familiar voice, I removed the palm on my forehead and turned towards the pervert standing by the door.“You?!” I pointed at him, scrunching my nose in detest. “What are you doing here?!”“This is my house,” he respon