Mag-log inViola Giovanni's hitherto boring life as an accountant becomes a lot more exciting when, one night, after closing late from work, she stumbles on a murder scene. The perpetrator? Only the notorious mafia boss, Alvarez Italo- one of the most powerful, most ruthless men in the country. She first-hand sees proof of it that night. And he sees her. He definitely knows she's a problem; a witness. While, to her surprise, he lets her live, he doesn't let her go. And it will take her a while to realize that she's been caught in the web of a dangerous obsession with one of the most lethal men out there When he begins to feature in her life in unsettling ways- stalking her, breaking into her house, leaving her notes, as well as nearly blowing off the head of a possible boyfriend, she realizes that she's in deep trouble. She tries to run… That is when he kidnaps her and confines her to his villa, to be released on the condition that she falls in love with him. Viola tells him it will be over her dead body. And in the ensuing struggle between brain and heart, as she promises to hate him for life, Alvarez swears that she will be his come hell or high water.
view more“The boss is a nice man. I'm sure if you talked things out with him, he'd be persuaded to be reasonable.”“I'm sure we're talking about the same person that refused to release me, knowing I planned to kill you if he didn't,” I clarify.The butler blows out a sigh. “He scares me too.”I finally drop the knife and he scrambles out of the room, making sure to lock me in as soon as he does. Asshole. It's like he's more afraid of having to answer to his boss than he was about losing his life. Our interaction earlier told me that much. But I’m not that upset. It's not like I was going to try escaping anyway because even if I could threaten one butler, I'm sure I can't body the two bouncer-types standing before my door. I sink into a couch and mope, folding my arms across my chest as I try in vain to brainstorm a new plan.Three minutes into that, my pho
God.I can't believe I was so senselessly drunk last night I puked out the excess. I definitely know that's why I'm wearing some stranger’s silk shirt right now, in nothing but my bra and panties underneath. I ruined my clothes. And while I don't think I’ve ever been this embarrassed in my whole life, apparently, it’s the least of my problems, because the mystery man who brought me to this sprawling victorian-style mansion plans to keep me… Plus, he may or may not be a very dangerous person. And what gives me that idea? Well, he's mind-blowingly rich, has guards outside my door and must have orchestrated the shooting that sent everyone at the club scrambling to safety. Thankfully no one was hurt. But this guy seems to me like someone who wouldn't have cared if anyone did. I feel it in the ruthlessly efficient authority that precedes him in this space- his kingdom; the admittedly gorgeous villa where he reigns supreme. He's lethal. And he could have easily taken advantage of the fact
She definitely looks affronted. I see her mutter angrily under her breath and the way her brows furrow, for some reason, makes the ghost of a grin to appear on my lips again.Viola: I don't know what you think you're doing, but I want none of it. I have invested too much in my mental health to be going through this. And trust me, if you don't let me out of the little lavish prison you brought me into, things are going to get really crazy. My head is banging from last night and I woke up from the wrong side of the bed. Now, why does this sound so entertaining? Me: Wrong side of bed? I've been through hell, Princess. I saw you naked last night but couldn't touch you. I think I have it tougher. The way her lips part just before her gaze burns like bonfire deserves an Oscar. Cinematic shit. But soon after, she is typing furiously on her phone, her sizzling annoyance obvious.Viola: You. Did. What? I laugh loudly in the silence of the airy surveillance room as she wraps her arms tight
I feel like I stole the sunshine from the skies, kidnapped the fucking moon, abducted all the stars and locked them up in my mansion. But I'm not sorry. Viola belongs at my side, in my house and on my bed… like she is now, making the morning surreal even without trying, those bright blue orbs lighting up every inch of the space around her. I definitely know I'm going to have a great day. It just started. The control unit of my security wing, where I am currently seated is quiet, accessible only to me, and soundproof- the better to do perimeter surveillance with. But right now, what has my attention is the corporate troublemaker I met just two days ago, who would have run off with another man last night, except that I interfered. How dare she? But I took her drunk state into consideration, else, that bravado would have been punished, and it wouldn't have only featured random people bolting at the sound of glock pistols peppering the air with bullets.Yet, even when I stopped at just t






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