TANYA’S POVI swiped my lock screen up, contemplating calling my father. When he sent me to that bar, it was not to make some stupid deal with a ruthless man. This marriage to Rodrigo was not a part of the agreement, noI was done with this nonsense.True, I had no choice when I agreed to this fake marriage, but I had a choice now to either leave or stay. And leaving would mean he might set out to look for me and kill me.Hopefully, my father would have a way to hide me until everything dies down.The thought itself was silly. How could my father, who sold me off, be willing to protect me, much less break some protocols to make sure Rodrigo doesn't find me?Just thinking that way was enough to dwindle the little hope I felt. But I pursed my lips, a resolve forming. I always thought I got myself into this mess, but in truth, my father did. If he didn't sell me off, I would be a free woman by now.I'd paid enough for his mistakes now; it was time for him to repay me by getting me out of
RODRIGO’S POVI walked between the men arranged in rows before me, nodding at the uniform formation. They were trained always to be alert, just like they were when I stepped into this room. They had assembled quickly, no slackers at all. With this kind of team, I was sure that the new goals I was putting forward would actually be possible. "My father was unable to get the complete payment of the loan we gave to the Albans." I continued with a frown on my face. Everyone knew the story of the Albans, a company that was trying to regain lost ground after a legal tussle. They needed capital, and my father provided that for them, and he kept doing so till the money piled up much more than they could repay at the arranged time. I didn't know for sure the reason why my father didn't put much heart into getting that money back from them, but I had a feeling it had to do with the Albans' first daughter and my father's own emotions. Things I didn't particularly appreciate because they made h
TANYA’S POV I retreated from my hiding place, where I could watch and hear what was going on in the doorway of Rodrigo's room. From what I heard, it was the same thing already going haywire. Earlier, I was able to sneak in closer so that I could hear what he was telling his men. It's something about getting some debt from a company called The Albums. I didn't think that was important; hell, I didn't even know who those people were. I would have stayed there hoping to hear snippets of a more relevant announcement, but then Antonio started walking towards where I was hiding. Even though I had seen him in time and could scramble away, it was a miracle that he didn't see me. The Antonio I knew would notice every slight detail. Anyone who works under Rodrigo would. Luckily, he didn't see where I went to my hiding place. I guessed a lot was on his mind, and judging from his pacing before the door, I was right. Because of his presence, I was subjected to waiting for an indefi
RODRIGO’S POV Her eyes widened, and I felt my frown go deeper. Further confirmation that there was something she was hiding. On my way out with Antonio, I changed my mind and returned to speak to Tanya. It had been a while since I did that, and I was not too fond of it. Thinking of how I spoke to her the last time we said it didn't make me that happy. Sure, I didn't know she was supposed to talk to me much, for my good and hers, but I didn't want her to wallow in self-loathing either. I was trying not to get too comfortable around her, but I didn't want to hurt her either. I was already at the end of this hallway, about to ask some servants if they had seen her, when I saw her walking out. She looked troubled, not to mention the fact that she was coming from the direction of where I was addressing my men. I will see to that later. For now, I just wanted to know what put such a desperate look on her face. I was the only one allowed to do that, so seeing that someone el
TANYA’S POV They say life can fuck you up within the glimpse of an eye. Well they didn’t lie because my Father did.Never did I think I will be standing in front of this ruthless man my Gambler of a Father sold me off to, in a bid to pay off his debts. I could feel his eyes glued on me in the desperate attempt to get under my skin, probably to find out what I was thinking.We were standing inside a club. I was looking at my feet, ignoring the other girls around me. Some of them changing into another wear while some adjusted their make-up.I felt my heart pounding so loudly against my ribcage. My hands were shaking vigorously while I bit on my lower lip to stop myself from breaking down.My Father ruined me. He just jeorpadized every chance of me going back to school again just like back then that I had to drop out because we ran out of money while he continued to show up with betting tickets.I thought his addiction would only last for a while and maybe soon he would lose interest b
TANYA’S POV I knew things were about to go from worse to terrible when he stormed over to me, snatching the file from me. I watched as his eyes ran over them. My breathe hitching to announce the fear that was about to devour me. He raised his eyes to look at me. Being up close, gave me a clearer vision of his looks. He looked dangerously breathtaking. He excited me. You know that feeling when you are scared to hell while watching an horror movie but you can’t stop watching because it excites you.Yes!Something of that sort.“Who asked you to take…” He was saying, his voice harsh, showcasing his anger.He paused to drag in a breathe. His jaw clenching together as he probably thought of the best thing to do to me. Was he going to kill me?It looked like he would.Before I knew it, he pulled out his phone from his pant’s pocket and dialed a number then placed it on his left ear. He was putting on a Blue suit that hung so well to his broad shoulder, doing it little justice.“I found
TANYA’S POV I fluttered my eyelids open for the umpteenth time while a sigh escaped my dry lips. I was bored, so bored that I could see myself losing my sanity because of that. Today marked the third day since I got here. I had thought Mr. Enzo or Father would come looking for me but little did I know that was never going to happen because I was stuck here. I haven’t stepped out of this space since then. Since the night we got here and he coldly ordered his guards to look me in this room, I haven’t laid my eyes on him.Annoying freak!I despised the fact that he was really going to take me prisoner. A part of me had believed the words would make him melt and he would let me walk away alive after a stern warning but I was totally wrong.Huff!Another sigh ran pass my lips.Being in an enclosed space for too long was start to make me dizzy. My lungs desperately demanded some fresh air, inhaling deeply, I got on my legs and walked towards the window. My hands aimed at pushing it open
Rodrigo's POVIt had been two days since Father called me, claiming he wanted to see me. At first, I tried to ignore his wish and devise an excuse, but I believed it was the best to do all I could till the older man gave me my right. It was a long drive back to his mansion, which held many bittersweet memories. My car tires crushed the stones beneath them as I stopped before the house.The second I stepped out of the car, a chilling gust of wind gave me a welcome. I let out a sigh.Today was the D-day. The day I had awaited for so long. The day that Father would make me the capo, the head of the Mafia world—a position I have had to work my way up to.With a sigh, I made my way in. Lucas, one of my father's trusted men, crossed paths with me by the landing of the stairs. Our eyes met. “Back home, I see,” his voice dragged as he looked at me with a glint of amusement in his eyes. “Father wanted to see me,” I responded and watched him nod softly. “Makes sense that Augusto would want t