Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Don's First Love, His Possession. : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Author p.o.vLike a volcano eruption, all their hidden emotions bursted into flames and poured into the kiss. Marco couldn't contain the burning heat anymore, he just wanted her and more that anything in the world.Marco couldn't contain the burning heat anymore, he just wanted her. His lips moved across Zoey's plush soft ones fast with desperation, they felt and tasted even better than what he had fantasies of.He slipped his tongue into her mouth, tasting every inch of her like he'd never tasted anything sweet before. He felt drugged.His movement on her mouth became roughened, biting her lip and gripping the base of her head. Marco pulled away for a moment to look into her eyes, that same fervent erotic desire swirled in her honey brown hues.Marco claimed her lips again, pushing his large body into her small body. She grind her hips into his aching dick. He could feel his member throbbing against his pant begging to be released.Zoey moaned, the sound filtering to his ears like me

Zoey’s P.O.V.I woke up this morning feeling lazy, sleepy and exhausted. I didn’t sleep until 2 a.m. I wasn’t familiar with this place, so it will take some getting used to.I asked to have my own room and, surprisingly, he agreed without a fight.I found my way to the bathroom, did my business and brushed my teeth. I went back to the bed; I still wanted to sleep so badly. Just as I got settled in the bed, a knock sounded from the door, startling me.“It’s so early and I want to sleep.” I hissed in irritation. I wanted to ignore whoever was on the other side, but the knock came again, and this time louder.I mumbled under my breath as I furiously made my way to the door.“This better be valid,” I muttered to myself. I swung the door open, coming face to face with my least favorite person as of now.Marco stood in front of me, staring at me as if I should start the conversation.“What can I help you with?” I asked when I realized he wasn’t going to say anything.“I’m going to the offic

Zoey’s P.O.V.I took my time in the closet and didn’t come out until I heard the door to the bedroom slam shut. I peeked out from the closet and confirmed Marco’s absence before totally coming out.I heaved a sigh. I am getting tired of these mind games Marco is playing with me. We can’t continue like this. I need to stop myself from any distractions. And for that, I need space away from Marco and have clearer judgment.I need to think straight and clear without any influence from his side. What he did to me back then, whether intentionally or not, is uncalled for, and I’m not going to just let it slide.My stomach rumbled, reminding me to feed it.“Let’s go get you fed.” I rubbed on my stomach slightly before going out of my room.The walk to the kitchen was quick. Everywhere was silent except for my footsteps.“Did they leave?” I questioned no one in particular. I got my answer when I drew close to the kitchen.The four of them were inside setting the dining table.“Good evening,” I

Zoey’s P.O.V.It had been a week since I demanded space from Marco, but I can’t seem to get him out of my head and mind. I’m constantly thinking about him one way or the other.His arrival back in my life has created a huge impact on me that I can’t seem to forget him. And I’m not hard to, not as if I wasn’t trying, but all my attempts are to no avail.But I am determined to forget him no matter what it takes.So here I am in the store, shopping for groceries to make myself busy. I’ve been doing a lot of house chores to get my mind busy. That way I get to stop thinking of him for a while.As you can tell, I am officially jobless. It’s the first time I’ve been jobless since high school, and it’s taking a toll on me. Job hunting is hard. I’ve been searching around for one but I haven’t been successful till date.I don’t know how long we can survive with just mom’s income.“Zoey?” A voice called, breaking me out of my internal ranting. It’s a young and handsome boy around my age or a few

Zoey’s P.O.V.I stood in the middle of the house. I couldn’t bring myself to walk further. I’ve been staying alone every day after mom leaves for work without any worries.But today’s silence in the house doesn’t sit well with me. In fact, it sits in my guts. I don’t know what it is, but I’m feeling so uneasy and unsettled deep in my gut.Maybe I’m just being paranoid for no apparent reason. Oh wait! There is a reason—Marco. He had to goddamn show up and ruin my entire day.At least he’s having a great time with that stupid bimbo.Fool, I cursed myself. I shook all thoughts of Marco from my head and proceeded to the kitchen to dispatch the items in their rightful positions.What I didn’t expect was the feeling of a gun being held against my head. I felt the gun on me before I felt the presence behind me.Oh boy! What have I gotten into? I panicked within.“Don’t fucking move.” He growled in my ears, effectively paralyzing me. I held my breath, as I feared he might get annoyed and pull