“You are mine Valentina! And I don’t like to share what I own” Diego said, handing me the head of my boyfriend in a box. He is as cold as the Arctic ocean, An emotionless devil with no atom of humanity, Diego Fernandez, A name that everybody fears because it belongs to the stone-hearted ruthless Mafia boss who does not mind destroying everyone who stands between him and whatever he wants. He is often referred to as the Devil, he never takes no for an answer, in fact, no is a word people know not to say to him if they want their heads still sitting comfortably on their necks, so when he decided that he wanted the beautiful college student Valentina Sanchéz as one of the whores in his harem her owner Don Carlos knew he had no choice but to hand her over without so much as an argument. Diego is intrigued by her stubbornness, so he makes it his duty to punish her until she begs for mercy and she eventually does. Something about Valentina’s venerability makes Diego want to protect her, he slowly realises that he is indeed in love with her. Valentina is terrified when she realises that she has fallen madly in love with her captor, she is even more terrified by the fact she is carrying his baby. She knows of Diego’s desire to be the last of his bloodline, she also knows that not telling the devil of her pregnancy would incur his wrath, what would she do? Things also get worse when Diego finds out that Valentina is not the naive innocent girl he had thought her to be. Is there a chance for the devil and his angel to fall in love? Read to find out!
View MoreYARA’S POINT OF VIEW Raphael said nothing else to me after his huge ‘I love you’ confession, we just fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.He has never told me he loves me before, since he became my man when I was younger. I just always convince myself that he did. I always did everything to make him fall in love with me, I did whatever he wanted even stuff I wasn’t comfortable doing at the time just so he would say those three words but he never did and then now when I’m not even sure how I feel about him anymore he says the words that I have been waiting to hear when I was a teenager.To be honest I don’t really know if what I feel for him is love, or obsession, sometimes it’s lust other times it’s just pure hatred. It’s a mix of everything, sometimes like yesterday when he is really nice to me at those moments I’m sure I love him but then he does something to fuck everything up and then I hate him, then he comes on to me with his beautiful body and seductive voice and at tha
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW “Where is Dester?!” My sister Sydney asked, I have to look for a way to break the news of Dester’s death to her without upsetting her, it’s been five days, I have been trying my best to avoid this question, it has not really been hard to avoid the question because she has been sedated for most of that five days and when she was awake she was too groggy from the sedation to talk for too long.But now it’s been five days since she woke up, she’s finally starting to get better, she’s finally off those injections that makes her sleepy, she’s finally going to be discharged tomorrow.I cannot avoid this question for longer.“Why hasn’t he come to see me,” Sidney asked again.“Doesn’t he love me anymore? Why haven’t I seen him since the accident yesterday?” She asked starting to get panicky. Sidney’s time lapse is a bit flawed, as a result of the coma and the constant sedation she thinks the accident that happened to her and Dester five years ago, she thinks the ac
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEWRaphael Fernandez, Diego’s father is a monster. He raped me. It is one of those things… those memories I try to push away, one of those memories that I try to forget ever happened because I am not sure I have healed from that, I don’t think I can ever heal from that.Remembering it will create a chain reaction of hate, regret and self loathing so I have tried for years to just imagine that it didn’t happen.I used to wake up drenched in my own sweat, I used to have nightmares where he would chase me through the woods with a sickle, in those nightmares Raphael Fernandez was the grim reaper and I was his prey. I used to be scared of leaving the house for months, every man I saw scared me, they all reminded me of him, of what he did so I retreated to my self.The first person I ever told about the rape was Damian, we became friends after Diego left for the ranch, we had a platonic friendship and then it grew into something more.I needed Diego, I was vulnerable,
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW “You really didn’t know now did you?” My father said laughing that his cold wicked laugh that can make anyone’s blood boil with anger and resentment. He seems to be enjoying himself taunting and making a mockery of me.“She didn’t tell you huh? So much for true love.” He mocked, i gritted my teeth and balled up my fists but said nothing. I want my fist to make contact with his face so badly but I tried my best to calm myself down, I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing the anger in my face, I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that his words can get to me. I tried and hoped my face was emotionless.“So she kept the truth from you? Who would have thought?” My father said again.I don’t know what to think, I don’t know who to believe, over and over again Valentina has proven to me why she shouldn’t be trusted, there is the whole issue with Dester, there’s the time she went to work for Desmond Sandals to spite me, there’s the fact tha
ZARA’S POINT OF VIEW I don’t know what happened, I don’t know how it happened but now I am tied up here in a building I cannot recognize, a building with a very high ceiling, white plastered wall and red ties.I am tied up next to Diego Fernandez, the mafia king who had captured my sister and I, why am I tied up next to him? Why am I here? I don’t know!The last thing I remember is being at the masquerade ball with Delvin, I remember dancing and being really touchy and affectionate with him, I remember him leaning in to kiss me on my lips, I remember tip toeing to reach his lips.Then I also remember the light going off, I remember the panic that surrounded the hall as the sound of gunshots filled the air, I felt someone pull me away, I yelled for Delvin but his voice came from the far end of the hall, he sounded like he was being restrained.“Zara!!” He yelled back and then I heard a crash coming from the direction of his voice. I can’t get the image of him laying unconscious on th
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW I am dressed in a red hip hugging gown. The red of the gown contrasts my light brown skin, the red mirror’s how I feel, enraged. I never agreed to this, I told him that I did not want to go for this masquerade ball but as usual he got his way and I am now here seated at the back seat of this black tinted limousine, next to him being driven to the venue.He pours some golden colored champagne into a champagne flute.“Here this will help you with your anxiety.” Raphael said, I took it and had all the drink down in one gulp. I have always battled with social anxiety it became worse after my father’s infamous arrest, after our family was thrown into a whirlwind of media frenzy, it was a long time ago but I remember every bit of the trial.Raphael knows about my social anxiety because I told him, the day I told him was that day my father got this huge award and he chose me to give a speech, I was so sure I couldn’t do it but Raphael helped or should I say the thin
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEWThe box was delivered to my door step at around five pm, the ball is supposed to start by nine. The hair stylist and makeup artist came a while later. I looked into the box, it had the same Dior couture gown, the one with sequins and Swarovski stones, the same one that I had said to Diego I liked about a week ago when I had literally forced him to watch watch the Milan fashion week broadcast with me. It was the one that Gigi hadid had on in one of the shows.The box also had a pastel colored Chanel bag to match the gown as well as a pair of louboutin heels. My mouth was wide up in shock at the amount of expensive stuff in the box. I cannot accept this, it is too much! I would never be able to pay back, I can never afford to pay back. I’m sure I can find something good enough in my own closet to wear. I opened up my closet, searched and searched but nothing looked good enough to fit the level of exclusivity that the ball promises.I looked through the clot
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW “You can either start eating by yourself or I will have to make you.” Raphael said, I ignored him and looked away. He grabbed my chin roughly in his hand and turned my face to face him.“Don’t you dare look away from me when I’m talking to you.” Raphael said and then let me go, I winced in pain and then glared at him.“One thing you have to understand Yara is that I own you, your father sold you to me before you even learned to talk, I gave him the fortune your family enjoyed, you and your siblings were able to attend the best schools because of me. I own you Yara and that ownership is going to be forever so you better start enjoying your golden prison my love.” Raphael whispered into my ear, his face was so close to mine, his breath felt warm against my face. I closed my eyes and felt a drop of tears slip from my eyes.“What happened to my obedient little whore? How did you change so much in just a few months of me not being around.” Raphael said tracing lines o
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEWYou both have a friendship that works Diego stick with that! Don’t fucking push her away by wanting more! You have to stay strong! Just be her friend, she wants a friend right now just be that!I keep showing up, I just can’t stay away, i have things I should do you know? Important things but somehow I’m always here, craving her… company, to its full extent.I can hardly breathe, I just want her in a non-friendly way, in a non-platonic way, in a more sexual way. Sometimes when I’m around her, I am so sure that I would combust from how much I want her, from how much I want to feel myself inside of her, sliding and gliding, sucking and fucking. I have to remind myself that I don’t want to push her away, that I don’t want to lose the comfortable friendship we have.I am standing behind her, she tries to move through the space between the kitchen counter and I. Her ass gentle grinds against my crotch, against my already aroused cock, it feels electric. She apologize
VALENTINA’S POV“Tie her up and take her to the Dungeon, she will be one of my whores.” Diego Fernandez said in an authoritative voice. His mere presence seems to send chills down everybody’s spine, he is known to be ruthless and emotionless, not minding who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants. Diego Fernandez is literally the Devil in a human form.I looked at Don Carlos pleading with him to save me as they were tying me up but he did nothing, he just stood there looking sympathetic with his eyes facing the ground. Next to this man, Don Carlos, my master who I have feared for as long as I can remember looked like a scared little boy.“Let me go!” I yelled, moving my hands as they tried to tie them.“I said let me go!” I yelled again with rage in my eyes. I am trying my best to hide my fear, trying to keep my voice steady. They will not see me cower in fear, I will not allow them get the pleasure of seeing me vulnerable.“Feisty, I like that. After I am done with her, she will
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