IRIS' P.O.V.My eyes snap open in shock and I really look at him as all feelings of sexual arousal left me. His hands left my neck as well as my clit and his eyes grew emotionless as I stood up from him. I could practically see the walls coming up in his eyes and I realized Les was guarding himself emotionally against me. “Why did you do that?” I asked, appalled.“Because he hurt you,” Les confessed, “I know he broke your wrist so I broke something of his too.”I could only blink in surprise. “You did all that for me?”Les nodded. “But what if your uncle finds out?”“He won't.” Les replied. “What I have done is untraceable. If he decides to investigate the fire, it will only lead to a gas leak coming from his own private office.”I could only stare at him in awe. “Based on my findings,” he continued, “my uncle has had past issues with gas leaks coming from the fireplace of his office. He was going to fix it but kept putting it off. So I used that as my weapon to destroy his casin
Chapter 15:LES’ P.O.V She looked up at me with siren eyes, and I instantly became a sailor lost at sea. She leaned in further until her lips touched mine and we were speaking a different language.Our tongues blended perfectly, not in a war for dominance but in a slow dance. The more she kissed me, the more I sensed her hunger which in turn stoked the fire within me and I knew if we kept going we might end up having sex again.I pulled back gently, looking down at her. Her gaze fell to my lips, before she shook her head. “Sorry, I got carried away.” She said, "I've forgotten how much of a good kisser you are.” She smiled shyly before hiding her face in my chest, but I had my finger under her chin, bringing her face back up. “Stop apologizing. I'd love nothing more than for you to get carried away with me right now.” I didn't say the next word, but I could tell she sensed the ‘but’ coming. “I understand.” She nodded, as her smile faded. “I'm still engaged to your Uncle.”“Not ju
IRIS’ P.O.V Ten days left until the wedding day, and I am a ball of nerves. So much so that I had begun to feel nauseous, especially as I sat in the living room and watched Massimo's older sister, Catalina, take over the wedding preparations with her daughter, Andrea.I watched them choose color palettes, table cloths, and decide on every other thing without even looking my way. Not that I was bothered anyway, it wasn’t as if getting married to a ruthless mafia Don, three times my age, would be the best day of my life, so they might as well carry on.My phone suddenly buzzed on the coffee table, and I was so quick to grab it that Catalina and Andrea looked at me. Ignoring them, I checked my phone to see a message from Les. “Hi Beautiful.” Instantly, my smile grew into a grin. Again, I found the women watching me, so I dimmed my smile.“Hi Beastie.” I texted back, biting down my smirk.“Wow. Touché. A Beauty and the Beast reference, I see.” “Exactly. Lol. How did you know?”“I read
IRIS'S P.O.V I rushed out of the bed, scared out of my mind. “What are you doing here, Catalina?” I asked, my voice shaking. “You have no right to be here.”“Oh,” she raised an eyebrow, faking a regretful look. “I could leave right now, straight to my brother's office, and tell him his little bride is not so pure after all.” She turned around and began to walk towards the door.“Wait!” I yelled. Catalina dramatically turned around, “Yes?” She grinned.I hated her already. “Please don't tell him. Massimo will kill me and my family, if he finds out.”Catalina walks back into the room, on heels, that clicked and clacked on the wooden, polished floor of my bedroom. “I am curious about something.” She said, approaching me. “When you eventually got married to my brother, what did you expect will happen?” It dawned on me that I had no plan for that. I had simply hoped my father would find the shipment on time. “I see you didn’t plan to marry my brother.” I could stare back in despair.
LES' P.O.V“You missed the reading.” My brother said, as I drove through town on a phone call. “You should have been here.”“I had no intention of attending in the first place.” I replied.“The lawyer didn't want to read Father's will until you were present, so I had to resort to being very persuasive.”A smile formed on my face. “How did that turn out?”“Good for me but not good for him. He was not happy that you still didn't turn up after postponing the reading for weeks.”“Why? Did Father leave me something?” I joked.“Actually, yes.” My brother said, and I could sense a bit of bitterness in his tone. “Father left you almost everything.”Not being able to focus while driving, I slowed down and found somewhere to park on the side of the road. I couldn't believe my ears. After almost a decade of not speaking to each other and practically hating each other's guts, my father left me an inheritance?“But why?” I asked. “You're the loyal son who stayed. I was expecting he would leave eve
IRIS’ P.O.V.Two days into my deadline, Hilda gave me a sleeping pill which I was able to manage to slip into Massimo's drink. One, after he passed out, I slipped out the office key, wrapped it in a handkerchief which I gave to Robert who in turn helped me give Hilda outside the gate. After several nerve wracking hours, Robert returned with the same handkerchief. When I opened I saw two keys inside. I returned the original to Massimo’s bunch and kept the cloned key. On the third day, Massimo had a large dinner with his friends and family. As usual, I was seated at the bottom of the seating arrangement. I didn’t mind. I simply focused on his wine glass. The doorbell rang when Massimo yelled the name of a servant to get it but didn't get any response, so I volunteered to get it. Dressed in a red mini gown with my blonde hair straightened to perfection, I strutted on six inch heels to the door. When I opened it, I froze. Standing before me was Les but at the same time, it wasn't, b
IRIS' P.O.V I immediately looked around for a place to hide but couldn't find one in time. The door opened and I froze like a deer in headlights. The man who came in turned out to be Les and I didn’t know whether I should feel relieved or very afraid. He looked from me to the wine glass and back, but I could tell he wasn't surprised to see me. “What did you take from Massimo’s safe and why?” My eyes almost bulged out of my head as I stared at him. “What?” I asked, confused. “How?”Les raised his hand and showed me a phone. In it, I saw myself peering into a phone held by Les and that's when it dawned on me that I was watching a video footage of us in real time. “I knew there was something up with you. At dinner you drank nothing but water and then suddenly asked to bring your wine. The moment you left, I hacked into the cameras to watch you and I saw everything. So I'm going to ask again, Sweetness,” he closed the distance between us, “what did you take from the safe and why?
LES’ P.O.V My brother was already waiting in the driver seat of my sports car when I left my uncle's house. Knowing him to be a stubborn mule, I didn't bother arguing with him about switching positions. Once he says he wants to drive, there's no stopping him. I simply smiled to myself as I entered the passenger side. “You should consider buying your own sports car, brother.”“Nah, I like covet things I don't have.” He replied, causing me to chuckle. “And how was it?” James asked and my brows lowered in confusion. “How was what?” I asked, as he put the car in ignition and reversed out of the compound. “Your session with Iris.” He said as if he were asking about the weather. My amusement fades.“Dude, were you spying on us?” “You're not the only one who can hack cameras.”Annoyance flashed through me, making my bones tighten. “Tell me you didn't watch.”“What do you take me for, a perv?” He answered, “The moment I saw things getting interesting, I logged out.” When James noticed th