I blinked twice to get rid of the drowsiness. The morning sun rays were coming from the window. The room was illuminated with it. I could feel peace in the environment. Our house was away from the highway.
The door of my washroom creaked open, grabbing my heed. I sucked in my breath. J Rey came out of my bathroom, wrapping himself in a blue towel. My eyes grew bigger. He has a perfect V-shaped body, showing its built muscles, his six abs. When I found him staring at him. I instantly covered my eyes with my hands, " What are you doing in here like this? " I asked him. I was shouting.
I felt his hand on my wrists. He tugged them down. He removed my hands from my face, making eye contact with me. He shook his head. The water drops fell on my face from his washed hair. His cologne was so good, like fresh
I kicked out my sandal and sprinted toward the waving water. Every time water touched my feet, I gave out a loud laugh. It seemed so unreal. I pinched my forearm. I felt the sting. It wasn't a dream. " Wow! It's real. " I snickered. I sat on the sand. I was lost watching the waves. It was so peaceful. The smile was permanently crafted on my face today. I was watching the almighty sea beyond me, both things happened for the first time. I was busy beholding the beautiful sight before my eyes. I bought coconut and drank it leisurely, straddling my legs straight on the sand. " Hey, beautiful! May I know your name?" A voice came from my left. &n
JACKSON'S POV Harry had captured that fraud, who eloped with our money. He let his wife go. I assured her. She wouldn't see any one of us ever again. " I was eagerly waiting for it. " Harry said, rubbing his hands together. His blue eyes were blazing in rage. His emotionless smile was on display. I knew his beast was clawing at him. He couldn't endure wrong. " Don't be impatient. " I told him, smiling. " Let me handle this. Love will be alone in the house. She likes your company. " He said. " She likes blue eyes. . " Johnny smirked, looking at us. I shot him my angry gaze. He shrugged his shou
LOVEY'S POV I was feeling a strong hand against my cheek. I gradually opened my eyes. Harry was sitting on the side of the bed. He was in grey coat pants and a white shirt. Like always he was handsome and his two buttons were unfastened. At once, I sat up on the bed. " Good morning," he said slowly with a smile, " Morning. " I murmured, still shocked. I was looking at him with big eyes. I scrolled my gaze around. It was unfamiliar to me. I raised my hand to tuck my hair. I wasn't in my clothes. I winced and panicked. Immediately, I remembered, I changed it myself. I glanced at my left out of the window. It was dark in the sky. " It's not morning. " I said to him. " It's four o'clock in the morning. Get ready, we're going back to yo
Next morning! Last night's memories were still floating over my mind, making me blush. I was scared and feeling good at the same time. It could be just his obsession. I shouldn't believe him. I couldn't forget our first encounter. I expected more love in a relationship than horror. My family was back from grandma's house. 'He isn't just a businessman. His staff fears him. His single glare is enough to make them shiver, I shouldn't imagine a love life with him.' I locked my room and picked up my phone as I wasn't ready to bear interrogation from my momma. I had locked my cupboard, too. She asked me about my clothes, and I lied to her. I purchased them at a mega sale. I hated lying, particularly to her. I clicked on google and filled his name in the sear
The last column sent a shiver in my body. There are rumours. He is the Mafia. I knew it. That was the reason, police could not arrest him that day. A lot of search results were showing Harry and Jackson. I couldn't concentrate on the movie. I was feeling restless. I wasn't bothered about myself. All I cared about was my family. " Dee! Let's go home. I'm feeling hungry. " Romit pulled me out of my thoughts. " You're hungry. Do you have a belly or a tank?" I mocked, smiling down at him. " I have a tank. " he laughed and patted his tummy. " Let's buy you a Maggie cup. " I told him. I was using my money. His money was resting in a separate pouch. I held his hand and we walked out. I was keeping my gaze on Romit. I wanted to give him a happy life. I knew. He missed dad but I wanted to see a smile on his face
After dinner, he dropped us home. Romit slept hugging Harry's arm, indeed he was in his lap. He didn't mind it. I got out of his car and bent down to pick Romit up. Harry was busy on his phone the whole way. " You're in your heels. You can't pick him. " Jack said. He was right. Surely I wasn't going to wake him up, " I'll remove my heels." I said in a slow voice. It was quite hushed in the street. " Devin will carry him. " Harry said, signing with his finger. I thought he was busy on the phone but I was wrong. I didn't notice. His guards were following us in the second car behind this one. Devin came and picked him up. I hit the doorbell. She opened the door after two minutes. " Who's he? " she asked. " Cab driver... " I
JACKSON'S POV I texted Billa to unlock the door of her house. I glanced at my wrist. It was four o'clock in the early morning. I walked into her room. I glared at her face. I tucked her hair from her face and covered her with a blanket. She didn't sleep without a blanket. I didn't want to go without her. My phone vibrated in my hand. Answering, I hoisted it up to my ear, " Coming. " I said slowly. I slipped my phone into my pocket and closed the door softly. I climbed down the stairs. I opened the door of my car, " What the heck are you doing here? " I asked Harry. He was sitting in the driver seat. " I know what you are planning? Let me drive you
LOVEY' POV " Wake up, we've got a lot of work to do today," Momma shouted, banging her hand on the door. I threw the blanket away in frustration. I roamed my gaze around. He wasn't seen anywhere. I looked at the small clock on the table. It was nine o'clock. I checked my phone, no text. " Wake up, Love," Momma said again, banging her hand. My mind was stuck in last night's memory when Jack claimed that I belonged to him. He explained his feelings in a threatening way. I did not speak a word to him, I did not want to fight with him as I knew it'd be useless. I didn't believe Mr Richie Mafia's obsession would ever come to an end ever. I