Lahat ng Kabanata ng APHRODISIA : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Marcello’s POVAt this point, not listening to me is a full time job for Zara. She always feels the need to counter everything I say and blows little things out of proportion at any given time. She makes me want to pull out all my hair in frustration or preferably spank the attitude out of her. With this lunatic moving free, all I want to do is keep her safe but she just had to take my good intentions and spit on it. I don’t know what to do to make her listen to me but one thing’s for sure, it’s gonna be fucking difficult. Yesterday, after she stormed out like a brat, I had to put a secret security detail on her ass. He reported her every movement to me and even though it’s not the way I wanted it, she actually stayed out of the office yesterday, for which I was thankful.The landline rings and my secretary informs me that my 12 o’clock appointment is here. If I had my way, I wouldn’t meet him. He was one of those startup business owners who felt like big conglomerates you owed them

Zara’s POV The thing about regret is that it comes so belatedly. It waits until you’ve gotten so caught up in your actions , then it shows it’s face. I should have listened to him . I should have stayed home when he asked me to but I wouldn’t be Zara Parkinson if I became pliant.After I left Marcello’s office, I decided to go home because I had had enough for one day. My feet ache and there was a dull throbbing in my temple. It wasn’t until I got to the underground parking lot that I noticed something was off . I felt a presence behind me but when I turned , I saw nobody. Still, I couldn’t shake off the eerie feeling.I rushed to Mercedes C300 that Marcello let me use and searched frantically for my car keys in my handbag. But, just before I could insert the key, a heavy body slammed into me from behind. In the process, I slammed my belly against the car. Pain like I have never felt engulfed me, from my stomach to every part of my body. I scanned the vicinity for an escape opening

Marcello’s POV I have never experienced fear like I did today. One minute I was smiling at the brief conversation I shared with Zara, and the next, I received a call that a strange man had abducted her. I ran like a mad man all the way to the control room and when I saw the video, I was paralyzed on the spot. Because there was no time to waste, I started barking out orders to track the vehicle that the abductor left in. After an unsuccessful hour of searching every security camera on the roads leading away from the company, did I receive a text. The text contained an address and a note to come alone. I tire out of there like a mad man to the garage. I barely got into the driver’s seat before Michael stopped me. I had punched him square on the jaw then but he quickly regained his balance and stopped me. “ Cello! Listen to me , man. You’re in no state to drive.”“ They took her, Mike. I don’t even know who did this. It’s all my fault. What if something happens to her?”But, he was q

Marcello’s POV Just thinking about the kind of risks that Zara has faced in the few months of our marriage makes me want to rethink everything. Was it worth it to bring her into my chaotic life and make her face all of these? With the pregnancy, she is already at risk of losing her life. Now, the kidnap and this. Thankfully, Uncle Blaine arrived in time and told us not to worry. She just needed to be placed on bed rest; which he already made clear to her before now. Zara wakes up with a stir, eyes fluttering open. She whimpers softly as I grab her hand. Her eyes look dull and almost lifeless, and her face, pale under the dim lights of the room. It feels like a knife has been plunged into my chest and turned repeatedly. It's all my fault. “ Why didn’t you tell me that Julio wasn’t in custody?” she asks softly. “ I didn’t want to bother you, Sugar. You are already battling a lot, and that would have taken a huge toll on your health.” “ You should have told me” , she insists stub

Marcello’s POV The entire ride home is filled with me conjuring thoughts in my head. I think of all the possible scenarios and try to come up with solutions for them. But, there’s only one outcome in all; if Mama has found out about mine and Zara’s contract, were doomed.As I pull into the driveway, I don’t bother parking properly. I run up the entrance into the waiting form of a worried looking Celine. “ welcome back, Mr. Marcello.”“ Thank you, Celine. Ummm…”I look around the house worriedly. “ is my mother here?”“ Yes, Ma’am Maria got back about an hour ago.”“ I see. Is there anything I should know about?”Her brows pinch together. “ Anything about…Oh! Your wife is doing okay, you need not worry.”She doesn’t seem to know about my impending demise or the cause of it, so that’s good. I guess.I walk past the woman and make my way upstairs, dreading what is to come, if Brenda wasn’t pulling my legs. I stop by Zara’s room first and find her fast asleep. Looks like she’s unaware