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
We ate like a happy family. It perplexed me when I saw Harry opposite me sitting on the dining table. " You invited him. " I whispered to momma. " Yes, he's your husband. " momma said. " He's not my husband. " I snapped in a whisper. " Soon, he'll be. " she snapped back. I contorted my lips. His gaze didn't leave me for a single second. A little smile was tugged on his lips. I contorted my lips again. He narrowed his eyes at me and then raised his brows in a question. I looked down at my food and started chewing it. Romit and my momma both were excited about it. Momma was happy. We had no debt to pay as she was free now from any shackle. Romit was next level. He always wanted to play
I couldn't sleep the entire night. I saw another beautiful morning without happiness. I glanced at the diamond. Harry popped into my mind. I was still thinking about what would happen after I left the club. I was feeling trapped. Jack threatened to kill my family. Harry stood at some distance and ogled at me. They all were carrying guns. I was hoping they'd be fine. I picked up my phone. A message popped up on it. I clicked on it. A frown appeared on my face. Good morning. How are you feeling now? - Jack Good morning, I'm fine. I wrote it and sent it instantly as I didn't want him to rebuke me like last night. His words were still refreshed in my mind and it was pulling me away from him, giving me reasons to keep my distance.