Se connecterThe gate that lead to the compound opened on it's own and I could already see two maids and a butler in uniform waiting on us to finally get down.The chauffeur finally stopped the car infront of the fountain and the mansion's main door and before our feet could even graze the ground, the maids came running to attend to us.“Ah, Veronica, Marie!” Raph acknowledged.The two maids bowed their heads slightly “ Good day, Master Raphael. Sir has been waiting.” The maid who was most likely Marie announced.“ I had a little hold-up but it's sorted. It's pleasant to see you two again and you too Victor.”“ Welcome back home sir.” Victor, the butler replied.“Where's my father?” Raph enquired but before he could reply, the door swung open and a teenage girl came running out from inside the house and flung her arms around Raph's neck, catching him, and all of us, off guard.“ Raph!” She shrieked in excitement. “ You didn't tell me you were coming.” she had the same dark hair, anyone could tell
His lawyer was a beautiful thirty something year old brunette named Sonia. Or like she's formally supposed to be addressed, Barrister McCarthy.We were all sitted in Raphael's living area. Me, in my red dress, Sonia, in her very cooperate black jumpsuit and Raph in his well tailored three piece suit.“So now that I've read all the terms to you both, I hope you'd be able to pull this off without getting into any trouble?”“We won't.” Raph declared. “ And even if we did get into legal trouble, you didn't graduate law school for fun.”He had a corky tone to him. It was like their relationship wasn't just formal. It was very cordial and all of a sudden, I found myself being envious of this very pretty brunette.“You play too much, Raphael.” She let out a cute chuckle but still managed to wear it a suit.She made a quick glance at me and gave me a sympathetic smile.“I'm so sorry for what he did to you.” she spoke. Her eyes made me feel warm inside. “He won't get away with what he did.”“
“ Wake up, sleepy head.” I heard a raspy voice say as my eyes adjusted to the morning's light.It was Raphael. He was shirtless and had a tray of food in his hands. What was he doing in my room this early?“ Come on, my future bride has to be properly fed,get up.” I caught his scent with my nose again and knots formed in my stomach. What was he going on about?I couldn't help but let a smile form at the corner of my lips.He leaned in to kiss me and it almost felt like a dream…RING RING RING!!!I let out a huge sigh. It was a dream.RING RING RING!!!I felt filthy for making myself daydream about a man I had just met. After all dreams are a reflection of the subconscious.I felt even more filthy that I found a Warnock attractive. Wasn't I supposed to hate them? The sound from my phone was driving me insane. Hadn't I turned it off the night before?I let my palm desperately search through the very white, very fluffy duvet and I finally found it.My phone was exploding with notifica
“My lawyer said there's some sort of loophole in the contract I signed with him that I can use to my advantage.”This man, whose name I didn't know, and Derrick (if that's even his real name) were business partners. He signed a contract hoping to possibly invest and he didn't go through the contract properly.I don't know all the legal details but in short , he got scammed, big time.I watched as he handed me a glass of juice and sat on the couch infront of me. My phone beamed next to me and I darted my eye to see what the cause was.‘ Hey, Sarah, I hope you're fine. Please don't do anything you'll regret. I still need you.’I pressed down my power button, turning my phone off.“She'll be here tomorrow morning and you can read the agreement. Once we get married, you'll be my second signatory and my lawyer will take it up from there.”“Why do you trust me so much_?”“ I'm desperate” he admitted. “ I have to be timely in my affairs or I'll lose all my money, my father isn't going to eve
“Pick up, pick up, pick up.” I murmured impatiently as I paced back and forth in our hotel suite. My cell phone clutched in my hand. “Do you think the other bridesmaids know yet?” I heard Camel, my childhood friend's voice from the other end of the room. My eyes were too busy darting around in a bid to stop me from crying , to acknowledge her.“You aren't helping, Camel.” I managed to say despite the invisible lump in my throat. I played with the feathers on the bridal shower robe's hem.The side of my eyes caught her getting up and walking up to me. She got closer, pity in her eyes, and put an arm over my shoulders in a futile bid to calm me down. “Sarah, maybe he's just playing a prank on you before the wedding. You know how guys are. They are goofy and_” “Just stop, Camel!” I cut her off. “Stop trying to make me feel better. You are free to say it now.”“Say what?” She says, confused.“Oh I don't know” I threw my arms in the air. “ ‘I told you so’. And what do you even mean it'
PROLOGUE The smell of rain and the wetness that streamed down his eyes were all Chadwick could sense. Everything else was numb. He had been holding up a black umbrella that perfectly matched the aesthetic of his black designer two piece suit for the past hour but it didn't feel like he was. He found it pathetic that even after his wife had died, he still had to dress up and look good for the press to keep face for the family image. Everyone else around him was dressed in black and had a cloud of melancholy around them. A few members of the press took a decent amount of pictures from a decent distance from the family. Chadwick was oblivious to who attended and who didn't. That didn't bother him. Nothing else really mattered at that moment. It was just him, standing under his umbrella and his wife in the casket. The priest's lips kept mumbling prayers and chants that he didn't find familiar and frankly couldn't hear. He was never
Kiara jolted from yet another nightmare, drenched in sweat.She had decided to risk it all and close her eyes to sleep in the night.She hoped it was like the last night that the Aloha had used his fingers to send shockwaves through her body.But his touch had warm off and her body craved more.And
If Kiara didn't clock into work that morning, she was going to lose her job.So even though she dreaded being around him often, she still needed her incentives; the few coins that the Alpha gave her to survive in the secret or not so secret slave economy.And if she was being honest with herself, s
No one called a slave that late in the night, no one had that authority.No one except the Alpha Mafia King.As Kiara sat in her secret place and looked up at the moon, she felt a hand talking her shoulder.“Beta Stefan…” Kiara said.But she soon realized she was wrong as she turned around to see a
The guard burst into the Alpha Mafia King's chambers.He looked frightened.Denzel knew this was serious. No guard dared to just barge in on him.“And?! What is this?” Denzel questioned him.The guard looked visibly tired.But in between pants, he let out.“One of the female slaves is having a seiz







