Jonathan  No one sat or ate anything while I paced on the marble floor, worrying why the fuck my father wanted to talk to her alone. I was counting down the minutes for my father to come back with her. I was sure he wouldn’t hurt her but I still didn’t like that he took her away to somewhere else in the house.“What is taking them so long?” Dante grumbled his question, the same one I was asking myself even though it hadn’t been five minutes yet.I clenched my jaw and looked at the corner where they had disappeared. I wanted to go there and make sure she was okay. I looked down at my watch. Another two minutes. Fuck it. I started to walk in the direction of the hallway when they rounded the corner. Mila was by Jasper’s side while my father walked in front of them.I tried to gauge h

Jonathan   I entered the bedroom and slowly closed the door behind me in confusion as the room was dark and I didn’t see Mila on the bed. “Mila?” I called out but even as I walked to the bathroom I knew she wasn’t there, her absence was loud. It was amazing how I could feel her presence and absence just like I used to feel for my twin brother.I pulled out my phone and dialled Jasper, realizing that I haven’t seen him since the afternoon when I had come to check up on Mila and he was standing outside the bedroom door where I had asked him to guard her from my father and brother. I didn’t trust them.He picked up on the second ring. “Where the hell is she?” I barked into the phone, where Mila was concerned I didn’t have much patience. “I specifically to

Mila “Sex can’t solve every problem.” I bit out. “But it can help me knowing that you are still mine.” He replied as he slid his hand lower and circled my opening with one blunt fingertip, making my lips part as I inhaled sharply. "And you are one to talk. Not minutes ago, you were trying to control me with sex." He shot back. "It's not the same thing." “It sure as hell is." He replied and I watched as his gaze raked over me possessively, lingering on my breasts, making my nipples tingle for his touch. I didn't know why my body craved his, only his. It was stupid great who had ganged up on my mind with my body on its side. He put a knee on the bed and crawled over me, looking like a perfection with the white silk sheet wrapped around his wa

Mila     I sat amidst the men with all of them talking except Jonathan’s father who was glaring at me. He was probably disappointed that now he’d have to take a long road to have me killed or now he’d have to go through his son instead of just being done with it by calling Jonathan a liar for saying that I was pregnant when I hadn’t been. And now he couldn’t change the positive result but I was sure he will still do something about it. About his revenge and the hatred he had for my last name. It didn’t matter to him that for all that matters my last name has now been changed. The hatred like his doesn’t go away. And he was going to do something about it. It was there on his face that he was sending my way throughout the evening. I watched as he turned away and walked toward the corner of the room where two men stood in their black uniforms, armed t

Jonathan  Something was bothering my little mouse and I have no idea what. Unlike all the other times this time I couldn’t tell what was going on inside that mind of hers. She was unusually quiet and even her smiles were strained. And I didn’t like that. I hated to see even a strain on her delicate brow. I looked at the closed bathroom door wondering what to do. May be I should take her out. We should go somewhere for our honeymoon, away from my family and definitely send her brother back where he belonged. I don’t know why but I think his presence was only giving her more tension, maybe he was far away then she would relax a bit and not worry about him dying at the hands of my brother or someone else here.I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it on the chair near the fireplace as I decided that it had been more than en