로그인The word rips out of me so loud a flock of birds scatter from the trees above. My legs go weak, my back hitting the nearest tree trunk as I stare at him like he just grew two heads.The Don. The actual Don.Not just some random mafia guy, not some middle rank thug who kills for fun. The top. The very top of it all.“You are joking right? This is some sick joke you are playing on me because I am pissed about the sex thing.” I stammer, my hands shaking as I push them through my hair.“Does this look like a joke to you?” he growls, gesturing to the wreck of a car, the gunshots still ringing faintly in my ears, the mud caked up to his knees.Oh god. Oh god oh god.“So all those men, the warehouse, the guy you tortured, the bullet you took for me, that was all– you are the top?” I ask, my voice cracking on every single word.“Yes.” he says simply, like he just told me his favourite colour again.I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to punch him square in that stupid perfect jaw of his.
Hey everyone, thank you for reading this far. First of an apology is in line because I have been AWOL for a long time and my sincerest apologies for that.I had the worst writer's block coupled with a lot of challenges I was trying to sort out but I am back now and we are sure to get at least three times a week and at most five a week.I do hope to continue and eventually finish this journey with you all. See you in the next chapter, lots of love 💕
Fuck!I stretch my arms forward, shoving her body down as gun shots ring out. The window shatters, I snap my eyes close as I swerve the car again and again trying to evade them as well as the shards of glasses.The car screeches the same time I pry my eyes open one hand still shoving Mia down.I press down my legs on the brakes once I see the big tree that we are heading to with great speed.Oh shit.The brakes are out.“BRACE YOURSELF!” I shout, tugging off my seatbelt before reaching over to cover her tinybody with mine.Smash.Fuckkk!!My ear rings as I pain shoots through my system, my body is in an odd angle and I am guessing my wrist is dislocated from how much pain I am feeling there.“Are you okay?” I as
My body hums as I push my legs further into the sheets, the little ray of sunshine peaking slowly into the room.A deep groan escapes my lips as I push the heel of my fingers to my eye, yawning with a nice moan to rub off sleep.I move my legs again, stretching my hands forward as a small smile spreads out on my lips.When my hand meets a cold empty space beside me only then do I pry my eyelids open.And true to my feelings, the space beside me is empty and cold.He left.A little groan of disappointment spreads through my being as I recall his words from last night.“You are all mine in every world to come. Get that inot your thick fucking skull and never let a man touch you again or I will chop his fingers off.”Those words remain fresh in my head as my body hums from the activities of last night.It was amazing.I can't believe it.I can't fucking believe I had sex with my Boss.I had sex with Mr Giovanni Antonio and he is my boss who loves making my life hell.Oh shit.My body jol
Feelings have never been my modus operandi so the ever growing attraction I felt near Mia is not something I want, need or even entertain.That's why after that night I didn't respond to her presence again.I had lost three shipment that night because I was too busy staring at naked Mia instead of working and it came to fucking bite me right in the ass.I won't ever make that mistake again.And the object of me losing those shipments is right there laughing his ass off with my secretary.My secretary.I grit my teeth as my fist tightens, eyes burning into his hands that lay on her waist.How dare he? The way she laughs out only irritates me the more, how dare he make her laugh? She is mine!Her voice is mine, her laugh is mine to give only. He has no right to make her laugh in a way I haven't.My chest burns once I see his palm slowly dipping down to her hips. “Giovanni, let's go have some fun.” The blonde bimbo I came alongside says.Her voice is too high pitched, either that or s
My entire body freezes as I stare at the sight before me.There he stood on the red carpet, Mr Giovanni Antonio, dressed in blood red suit eyes twinkling with shoulders taunt like he owned the entire gala.What has me freezing is not the way he stands out, or the way everyone automatically makes way for him to move or how the entire red carpet seems to be drawn to just him.No, it's the way his arms tighten around some blonde bimbo that's beside him.The way he smiles at her before nodding to the camera.My chest burns as I watch them both, the unknown lady places her palm over his chest smiling at the camera like she just won the biggest lottery of time.I press my lips together as I step forward refusing to cower because he took someone else to a gala he specifically invited me for.Not a special invite, but the least he could do is have some respect for me.What the hell am I even asking for? We are not dating, he owes me nothing neither do I, yet the sight of his arm tightening ar
Her eyes falls droopily as she finally gives into sleep, the one that has been calling her since I lifted her up into my arms.I have never carried a girl in my arms before except her, my love, she was the only exception until Mia came into the picture.My head swam with thoughts as the events of t
What in the actual fuck name is this? My face scrunch up into a very thick scowl as I watch her vomit drip down my fifty thousand dollar suit.“Are you out of your god damned mind?” I grit, my jaw clenching hard as my left eye begins to twitch.This bitch always brings out the worst reaction in me.
I am in an extremely good mood, but then when I am not. Humming loudly to myself, dancing around the bathroom as I brush my mouth. Today is my interview. I have such a great feeling about this, hence the good mood. Eventually during the day I went back to where I dropped my bag in the events of t
“Come here you little weasel.” his deep voice roars in anger. Tears run down my eyes as I wrap my arms around my knees, rocking myself back and forth in the tiny closet. His foot step gets louder, the thud tells me he is climbing the stairs. I squeeze myself further into the closet, hoping to dis







