LOGINMassimo's POV ✦ ────────── ❂ ────────── ✦I close the door behind me and rest my forehead against the cool wood. Shutting my eyes I try to steady the storm raging inside my chest. White heat still coursing through my body.I was this close to taking her. This close to damning every consequence and rational thought. My body was a hairbreadth away from insanity.Seconds away from tearing through every layer of cotton and lace and sinking into her soft warmth like a starved animal.It has never been like this. No woman has ever made me this feral.Not from a desperate kick to the groin. Not from a woman who weighs so little, fighting me with the furious desperation of someone who has no fighting technique, no leverage, but absolutely no intention of stopping.The way she felt when I finally stilled her against the wall, her body, despite everything her mind may have been screaming, molding perfectly against mine with a devastating precision that
Elena’s POV ══════════ ✧❂✧ ══════════For a second, I just stare at him in disbelief.What the hell.“Did you just spank me?” I ask. The audacity of it burns hotter than the sting itself.His hands tighten around my arms, brows arched inquisitively. And my heart starts beating faster. Oh no. I have succeeded in getting him pissed.“Elena. You need to stop testing the limits of my damn patience,” he orders. The calm command in his voice makes him even more frightening than if he were yelling.I nod. What was I thinking, hitting this man who unalives people for less?Twice. I must have a death wish. If there is one thing I am not oblivious of, it’s his strength and how easily he can break me if he wants to.He starts moving me toward the entrance again. I hear his footsteps against the ground as he walks me backwards, taking one step after another while my back remains pressed against his abs. The way the man lifts me every time like I’m a weight
ELENA’S POV ⌂ ─── 🏛️ ─── ⌂The headbutt is an epic fail. I don't end up connecting my head to the root of his neck like I was taught in the self defense classes. Because of our difference in height, my head only reaches somewhere around the middle of his chest. And that's where my strike lands.The impact of the headbutt is brutal.Mostly for me.I feel it connect, the solid, ugly crack echoes through my skull against the firmness of his chest. Sharp pain explodes behind my eyes even as I do a quick prayer that I don't suffer a concussion. But there is victory because, for one exhilarating second, his grip loosens.I don't even take a moment to celebrate my win.I make for an escape, fighting through the pain that is trying to slow me down, I run for it.I think I have done it.I may actually escape this nightmare.I am finally free.But merely a few seconds into my run, firm hands find me, stopping me before I can complete
Elena's POV ⛓────⛓────⛓────⛓⛓────⛓────⛓────⛓I crane my head to look at the car that just parked behind us. The officer's door swings open. I watch the policeman unfold from the vehicle.He is a huge man, bigger than Massimo. He is chubbier and he looks way older. He seems strangely very happy. His partner remains inside the car. I can hear the faint crackle of a radio drifting out from behind. I realise it's the most ordinary sound I have heard in hours.As the officer draws nearer the question leers even louder and my hands begin to shake like leaves being swatted by strong wind.Are you really going to report him to the police?Do you think you have it in you to send a man who may have just saved you to jail?I clench my hands by my side. It doesn’t matter what he did for me previously. I shouldn’t even care anymore that he had walked into that room and pulled me out of the worst night of my life. He tried to abduct me too.Besides what did he mean by “my vul
Elena's POV ⚔︎ ───── ────────📡 ──────── ───── ⚔︎His voice is so deep. Dreamy deep.Smooth and velvety, yet commanding.On a good day, listening to that voice would send shivers racing through my body, a lot of things about him will send thrills down my body. But now isn't a good day. Still, I can feel something coursing through me. Right now, he is fighting. He fights like a god. The way he moves, the precision with which he hits, the dexterity with which he strikes, there is no clumsiness in his fight, not even when he is attacked, not even when he is outnumbered. He makes combat look so sexy. He has my attackers running in a frenzy, the men who hurt me suddenly run helter-skelter, he gets them all, defeats them all. He reaches for me. He is really tall and insanely handsome. His body is so finely toned I can't believe someone gave birth to this work of art.It's unfair that he exists in the same world as ordinary people… like me. Everything about him
Massimo's POV ⛓ ───⬤ ─── ♨♨♨♨♨ ─── ⬤─── ⛓This is all my fault.I have lived by several ironclad mantras since the day I learned how the world truly operates. One of them was: Your worst enemy is the one who wears the mask of a friend.I saw the signs with that blonde girl. I saw every calculated smile, every lingering glance that didn't quite reach her eyes, the way she positioned herself just close enough to seem helpful but never actually helping with anything. I knew that blonde girl could not be trusted, yet I turned a blind eye.The worst part is that I cannot even blame ignorance. I simply did not act.I told myself I was being patient and rational. I convinced myself there wasn’t enough evidence for me to act. I convinced myself Elena would be fine, that the blonde was just her friend.I cooked up a hundred different excuses because acting would have forced me to admit something I was not ready to admit.That Elena already matters. And th
Massimo's POVJust when I am about to wipe out the rest of his men, the bastard shows up and orders them to stand down. He pleads, but there is only one reason I don't put a bullet in his bald head.Elena is there, looking at me.I tell him to ready a car immediately. Then I walk over to her. The mo
Elena’s POVHis dark eyes settle on me again, and I catch a quick glimpse of what has the men cowering. There is this rage burning behind those dark eyes. It is all-consuming, but it is so brief that if it wasn’t so intense, I would have missed it. Because a few seconds after he turns to me, it vani
Elena's POVI find myself waking from a very strange sleep with a sharp headache. Almost immediately, I’m startled by a bunch of strangers talking. My entire body aches.I am moving, but something feels off. It's almost like I'm tilting. I can see a wide expanse of open night sky above me. Two unfa
Massimo’s POVI burst through the door.And then I find myself in a poorly lit alley. The cold night rushes in, hitting me sharply like a slap. The alley stretches in front of me, deserted and for a moment I see nothing.Then my phone is already in my hand."Don?""Lock down every road leaving Marb







