Semua Bab THE DON'S DESIRE : Bab 131 - Bab 140

Tanya's POV I felt hurt that he pushed me away, but I understood he only did that because he needed to. He couldn’t fight while being distracted by me. He wasn’t looking at me anymore; he shot the gun and immediately killed one of the opponents. If he continued like this, we might not even need to use any of the weapons I had on me. He tried to shoot again, and I knew with deadly accuracy, but it didn’t hit its mark. There was no sound from the gun at all, and I realised that it was only equipped with one bullet. “Get down,” he said, pushing me to the floor just as a barrage of bullets flew at us. “Honestly, is there no more bullet in this thing?” he asked me, looking frustrated. I shook my head, realising that was the case. The resigned look on his face told me he was about to give up. Without anything to fight with, it was just a matter of time before we were removed. I put my hand into my clothes and brought out a knife. “Here,” I said. He blinked in surprise, looking

Rodrigo's POV The truth is, I was not as bad as I thought regarding health. They hadn't poisoned me after all. I was only weak due to not eating enough food and also because of the vigorous torture I had gone through. Anyway, without being subjected to such conditions anymore and with dear Tanya taking care of me with much love, I was almost back to total health in just two days. I heard a knock on my office door. She had tried her best to convince me to stay at home and rest, but after one day of that, I wanted to be back on my feet. Anyway, on that first day, about a thousand people came to visit me, asking about my condition and such. It was annoying, especially when I wanted to spend all the time alone with Tanya. As long as I was at home, I wanted to be with her and have nobody else with me. The visitors were cutting the time, so I decided it would be best to meet them at the office instead. Also, in the office, I could spend my time putting things in place and getting to

Rodrigo's POV A couple of days had passed since we had decided that she would help me. Honestly, it was one of the best decisions I could have ever made because it took a lot of work out of my hands. She was efficient and fast and did her assigned work wholeheartedly. It wasn't easy to find such a diligent person. However, with her efficiency came my inefficiency. It was a terrible idea to put her in the same place I was because I found myself unable to focus for anything more than 10 minutes. She wasn't helping matters either, and sometimes, I got the feeling that she was intentionally trying to seduce me. Not that I didn’t want to take her at that exact moment, but I was saving it. Our first time together would be with me having my total energy like I had today. "I think I've completely recovered," I said out loud, entering her room. I saw her seated with her laptop, typing away at supersonic speed. "What are you doing?" I asked her with a frown on my face. I wouldn’t say

Tanya's POV It was clear from how he spoke on the phone that he intended to come home soon. I couldn't wait to meet him. I was tired of many things—tired of the work, which made me glad that we were about to complete it; tired of the entire game he seemed so interested in playing. It was dangerous, and for some reason, he seemed very interested in hazardous things. It was probably his nature. Finally, I was tired of all the stalling. I knew what he wanted—for me to beg him, and I did not want to. But seriously, I was about to give in. We were together, finally, and everything was safe for the moment. Something told me that this was one of the few opportunities we would have to enjoy ourselves, to enjoy each other for the first time after confessing our feelings. And since he wasn't ready, I would take the first step. I got ready with everything, wanting to be perfect, when he eventually came. Then, the wait started and did not end anytime soon. I thought it was customary in

Rodrigo's POV I opened my eyes, feeling a splitting headache. When I didn't see the familiar environment of my home, I suddenly got a hunch that something was wrong. I tried to move, but I couldn't; my hands seemed to be tied up behind me or something like that. With a frown on my face, I struggled for a while before everything came back to me. "Damn it, not again," I roared in annoyance as I remembered that I had been kidnapped once again. It was as if I was some kind of easy target for anybody to use as a hostage randomly. I was the leader of an entire mafia group; how was it even possible for me to be targeted and picked up so easily? I struggled with my bonds for some time. It wasn't that tight; the people who did it were unskilled. I might have gotten loose by myself, but suddenly, I heard footsteps. I couldn't exactly blame him for arriving at such a time. I was the one who had given myself away, after all, when I shouted previously. He gave me a wide grin upon seei