Mario's POVTo be ruthless at times is very essential, especially when you're related to an idiot. It's frustrating dealing with Oscar's shit. If he wasn't a big help in our clan I would have cut off his tongue but I have better plans for him soon to teach him a lesson to stop creating drama and learn to keep information to himself about my business with Fleur. My sister didn't need that information regarding Fleur's mothers' insurance mishaps.Fleur was quiet over lunch two days ago and she would only talk one or two sentences when asked something throughout the rest of the day.I could tell something is off about her, perhaps meeting my sister Virginia. Her presence can be intimidating at times and can make anyone easily uncomfortable, or perhaps Fleur probably wants that vacation at the lake house. Whatever the reason is, it will r

Mario's POVThe sweet malty wet taste lingers in my mouth as I watch Fleur leave the room.  I feel my father's hand on my shoulder egging me to sit and join him for one drink before he goes down and welcomes everyone.I gulp the rest of my drink in the glass as I wait in anticipation of what my father thinks about Fleur."Son, you already know what needs to be done with her." my father pours another round of whiskey on his glass and mine."I changed my mind about her dad. I'm keeping her, of course with your blessing." I say with full of distinction while I sip on my glass."I've always been fond of your humor son. Tell me, what would you do if I have her taken away this instant?"

Mario's Point of viewFleur's body limps soft as I choke her. I ceased squeezing her tiny neck when I felt her body stop to struggle. I glide the back of my index finger on the beaded sweats on her forehead before letting her lay flat. She's truly captivating. I'm hooked to my core. I will kill anyone who takes her away. I will even go up against my father; however, I'm very confident that it wouldn't reach that level for my plan will pull through, and I can marry Fleur freely with no reservation. Intense deep of total submission is all I want around Fleur, perhaps an obsession or love as what they call it. Love.This word. Fleur has become my drug. I'm an addict that will never recover from her. After I fix myself a stiff liquor drink, I sat next to Fleur, just staring at her beautiful sleeping form.Never would I ever thought I'm capable of saying such a word. After my sister's engagement, my father has becom

 Mario's Point of view   It took one month, in the making,  for this diamond ring to finish. A 19-carat cushion cut diamond with a thin, delicate pave band covered in smaller diamonds is what Fleur deserves. It's a beautiful ring, but knowing her, she'd rather have some alone time at the lake house. These are the only demands that are consistent. She developed a strong connection to it. It possibly reminds her of her mother. I don't mind, but she should be able to indulge in some luxury shopping now and then, rather than just when I force her to.She no longer gives me a reason to beat her. She knows perfectly well to have some discipline around me and not to push my buttons. Things are l

Mario's PovPresentIt wasn't as bothersome as it had been the first week after Fleur had left. In reality, I needed her gone while I dealt with the situation and my father's temper.She did half the work, and gave me more time to figure out what went wrong with the demo. The only reason I'm not breaking her legs and chaining her in the basement is because of this. She knows in the back of her mind that there's still a high probability I'm coming for her, but she chooses to ignore it and acts as nothing had happened nonetheless. I'm quite pleased to know that she remained a good girl and refrained from dating anyone. Had anybody touched her, things would have been dreadfully different, if so.