I wore a white camisole with a light brown cardigan and a velvety brown skirt for my coffee date, not with Vincent, but with a friend of mine. It's been a while since I last met her, and I'm really excited about meeting her. She's a really sweet girl and also a doctor who treated my wound when I got hurt. It was the time when Naomi and I used to live with each other during my separation with Vincent.Since then, I have become friends with her. I stared at my reflection, satisfied with my look. Wearing boots, I completed my outfit. Grabbing a handbag which cost a million dollars in my hand, I left the mansion straight to the waiting car. Vincent has really spoiled me with these expensive collections every time I demand something. Ken opened my car door, so I could get in and settle himself in the driver's seat."Good morning Mrs. Volkov."He greeted me with his professional voice while I smiled at him. I'm really in love with my last name, which gives me a quick reminder of who my husb
Author's POV'A man was lying on the floor almost unconscious from all the earlier tortures which were done by none other than Vincent. Blood was dripping from the man's mouth as Vincent did a great job of detaching all his teeth from his mouth. The most painful torture. Not that Vincent cares about it, hell he doesn't give a fuck about others except for his loved ones and the one who hurts his loved one will rot in his hell of tortures. He says they bring it on themselves. Especially the ones who try to hurt his butterfly are destined to meet with his torture.The man lying on the floor wasn't even able to speak and maybe will never be able to speak in his lifetime if he succeeds in getting out of this hell. Vincent glares at him before cleaning his hands with a handkerchief."Take his body in a car and burn it into ashes."Vincent orders Luca while he gives him a curt nod."And make it look like an accident. I'm leaving for now. My wife needs me."Luca shook his head before saying.
Eva's POV'The car came to a halt telling us that we had arrived at our destination. I'm so excited to meet Naomi after a while but the soreness between my legs is telling me otherwise. After last night's memorable rough sex, I could hardly even walk in the morning and, all thanks to the gentleman sitting beside me like fuck he's anything but a gentleman in bed. Who am I kidding? The beast himself? Nah, not going there. This morning I woke up with wet and sloppy kisses on my neck. I still get those butterflies every time he does that. He never loses the chance to make me feel special with his physical love language and not to mention those expensive gifts he gets for me.If I have my eyes on something, he will make sure I have it, doesn't matter how expensive it is or how much he dislikes it. I mean I got him a pink satin shirt because I thought it would be cute on him despite him being serious and scary all the time. I wanted him to look cute, even if it was just for once, so I got h
I yawn getting up from the bed. The chirping of birds and the beginning of a fresh morning. I stared at the bed and there was no trace of Vincent. I frowned. Where did he go? Hell didn't even inform me. Being curious, I checked the bathroom only to find it empty. My curious eyes went towards the nightstand and there was a sticky note on it. I picked up the letter which read.'Good morning my butterfly!Oh, you are actually beautiful like a butterfly. With no doubt the most beautiful thing happened in my life. I never dreamed of loving someone to such an extent that I could never live without you, but here I'm insanely in love with you. You fill a part of me which I never thought existed. You complete me. You filled that empty spot inside my heart with those beautiful mesmerizing eyes of yours and I vow to make you feel as special as you make me feel!Happy half year anniversary butterfly!Tears streamed down my eyes at his each and every word. My lips tremble. I don't know how I got s
"Your husband is a mafia, so if you want, I can own the whole town for you, but if you get hurt somehow, well, that's not going to happen in this lifetime, but if a single scratch on your body and I will be the one to burn this whole fucking New York City."He said with a promise of making it come true, and I don't have a doubt that he would. It makes me feel even more special and wanted more than that. I feel so touched right now that I want to grab him by his neck and slam my lips on his. I'm so tempered about doing that, but he shuts me off with his next question, ruining my thoughts."But the question is, do you like this place? If not, then I can book another one?"My eyes widened at his other sentence. I mean I have no doubt that he would if I said' no I don't like this place', which is not because hell, I'm mesmerized by this place and Vincent never fails with his surprises."No!"I shake my head."I mean I love this place, but my question still remains whether the mafia or not
AUTHOR'S POV'A muscular man with dark brown eyes and a sharp yet sclupted jaw and god-gifted angelic features yet dangerously handsome, and to mention, the devil disguised as a human, was sitting on the chair while impatiently waiting for the doctor...glaring at the floor.His white shirt was soaked in blood stains...his jaw was clenched and knuckles were turning white while he kept on pressing his fists tighter.A few men in black suits were standing beside him and making sure for everyone clear that the man sitting beside them is not someone with whom you can mess or deal with...his eyes were bloodshot due to anger..pain and fear was clearly visible in his dark brown orbs soon the doctor came out of operation theater while removing mask from his face and as soon as Vincent saw the doctor he abrutly storm towards the Dr. and the Dr. gulped down the saliva forming in his throat and faced the crazy man who stormed towards him..He knows what he's going to say will only going to trigger
Authors's pov'"HOW COULD YOU FATHER.....HOW COULD YOU? I TOLD YOU NOT TO LAY YOUR FINGER ON HIM AND YOU....HOW COULD YOU..."before she complete her sentence.A loud slap landed on Naomi's cheek. Due to the slap she got from her father, she fell on the floor holding her left cheek while crying...she wasn't crying because of the stinging pain on her cheek, but she was crying her heart out for the man she always loved with all her heart."It's your fault....not mine girl. I told you to not get involved with any boy.Didn't I?.....but you like to test my power.Don't you?" she scoffed and a mocking laugh left from Naomi's lips."power...ptff..this power, the power I gave you, with the power and respect I, put you to where you are standing right now. Right Mr.Madison?...wasn't it?"she stood on the floor and grabbed her father's collar, making the old man's eyes widen in shock."I gave you everything...EVERTHING...I DID EVERTHING YOU ASKED ME TO DO...BUT YOU...YOU SNACHED THE ONLY REASON OF
Eva's POV'God.I'm having very bad feeling...I don't know why, but my heart is giving me a weird and uneasy feeling.I was sitting in my room.My room is good. In other words, the walls, which are not even painted, are dingy and unwelcoming. There's only one window present in the room and as I look in my room it stares back at me, with me being horrified at how filthy it looks, Well, it's a basement with little furniture like a bed and a small table beside it and across that there's a chair with dust on it.that's how my room looks like my father never let me come out of it hell he never considered me being his daughter he tells to the world that he only has one daughter Naomi.Now you'll think about why one sister is living a luxurious life out there and one is caged in a basement room.Let me tell you Naomi and I are twin sisters. She's 48 seconds elder than me.We never got the love of our father. He had never showered us any love.Naomi and I had home schooling where Naomi was great in