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One Year Prior POV Alejandro King I stare at my father as he takes a bite of his steak and points the fork at me. " Alejandro, you'll be twenty-five next year and you know, in order to remain in power, you must take a wife by your birthday or your cousin Javier will control the families." Javier wouldn't be able to accomplish what I have done in such a short time and my father knows that. I watched him shove another piece of meat into his mouth and take a drink from his glass of Cabernet. " You know, your mother and I were arranged when we were just sixteen and not a day went by when I looked into her eyes and saw the love still there and the unquenchable fire that still burns. I just hope that for you some day." I know he means well, but I am not interested in any arranged marriage to some mafia princess who maxes out my credit cards on breast implants and designer clothing. “No offense, old man, but things are different now. Arranged marriages are a thing of the past.” He almo
POV Alejandro King He’s late. I hate it when people are late, it’s so disrespectful. I am sitting in my limousine waiting for one of my clients to arrive. Usually I don’t do business dealings like this, but I seem to not be able to get through to this guy that I mean business and he owes me ten million dollars. Finally, I saw him exit his home and get into his car. He drove right past me and I was livid. The nerve of this guy. Who the hell does he think he is to ignore me? Doesn’t he realize that I can snuff out his very existence? Seriously, what the hell? I ordered my driver to follow him and I sat in the back of the car sipping my Bloody Mary. He ran through three stop signs and two traffic lights. What is wrong with this guy? Good thing he isn’t my driver, he’d be fired right away. I order my driver to follow at a safe distance as he pulls his car into the loop at the Harlowe Preparatory Academy and parks, exiting his vehicle then rushing across the campus towards the open fiel
POV Alejandro His eyes widen in shock but he doesn’t look away from me. “ Please, Mister King. She’s all I have. I’ll do anything you ask. Just d…don’t hurt my angel. Please have pity.” Pity? Is he serious? I pushed him into the car and we hit the gas. “ I’m only going to say this once, Mister Tomas. I want something you have and you owe me money. Sell your daughter to me and your debt will be repaid.” He stared down at the floorboard and then back up at me. I can’t say I didn’t expect it, but I almost pounded his face when he looked up at me with dollar signs in his eyes, then he surprised me. " Please, she has nothing to do with this, she was just born to a dead beat father with a gambling problem. What can she possibly do? She has no money, Mister King. Just keep her out of this.” he begged, as if he had any say in my decision. I have already had my guys pick her up from an after-party and they are currently holding her at the casino. I am taking this asshole there to lose her
POV Katarina Andretti I feel like I'm having an out of body experience right now as I am being taken away from father. I can’t believe this. I’m livid! My father, my own flesh and blood, gambled me away like I was nothing to him. I worked three jobs during school to pay for my tuition and I still managed to get all A’s and become valedictorian, so why couldn’t he stop gambling? I know it’s a disease, an addiction, but it still hurts. I said my final goodbyes to my dad and watched as he drove away. Then I felt someone standing behind me and when I turned around, there he stood with a victorious smirk on his face, Mister King. He grabbed my arm and placed me inside the limousine, then he slid in right next to me. I looked at him from my side view, not wanting to meet his eyes. He stood about 6foot5 and was muscular-built with dark brown hair that was slicked back neatly, a goatee that was well-trimmed, and hypnotic emerald green eyes. I knew who he was. Everyone knew about Alejandro
POV KatarinaI began to move away from him, but felt a large hand wrap around my shoulder and pull me closer to his side.“ You seem very lost in thought, my angel. What is it that worries you so much?” he grabbed my hand again, then took it to his mouth and kissed it. I looked at him and then pulled my hand away, placing it on my lap.He leaned down and then stroked my lips with his thumb, gazing into my eyes. “ You have the fullest lips I have ever seen. I wonder if any man has ever tasted them?”Why did he care so much about everything about me? I looked at him and then out the window again. He didn’t like that. I looked away from him and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him again. “ When I speak to you, Katarina, you will look at me or there will be consequences.”I have had enough of his crap. I looked at him and narrowed my eyes. “ Why do you care, Mister King? Why does it matter to you whether or not I’ve been kissed by another man, touched by another man, or had “that” w
POV AlejandroAfter my argument with Veronica, I then went to take a cold shower. The water feels so good against my aching muscles. Today was a long day and I just want to get some sleep. I towel off and put on my silk pajama bottoms, then crawled into bed next to her. I turned off the light and turned there in the dark, listening to her breathing before slowly falling asleep. I am awakened by her hand on my crotch and her face nuzzled into my chest. I look down at the angel sleeping next to me, my angel. I slowly moved her hand away and pulled her into my side, wrapping my arm around her. My angel talks in her sleep and what I hear her say has me shocked," He'll probably kill me once he finds another girl. Remember he's a mafia and killing a stupid girl is nothing to him. But boy is he hot, those muscles and that smile... yeah I'm dead soon. So scared. Daddy why?" I realize she's having some sort of nightmare as she talks out loud to herself so I can't get upset at her, but I am pi
POV KatarinaI woke up and looked around at the massive room I was in. Where am I? Suddenly, I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist and saw him. Alejandro King. It wasn't a dream. It was real. I was gambled away to a notorious killer mafia boss and I couldn't do anything about it. I slowly moved out of his grasp and got off the bed. I didn't know what I was going to do but I had to do something. Slowly, I tiptoed toward the door, then opened the door and peered out. There were men everywhere. All of them were posted throughout the corridor and all were carrying guns." Where do you think you are going, Katarina?"I gulped as I felt his presence behind me. Oh shit. I was in trouble. Before I had a chance to say anything, he pulled me into his arms and walked us back to the bed. I slowly looked up at him, meeting his dark eyes. He looked upset. I just happened to piss off a murdering mafia boss. Way to go, Kat. " I-I couldn't sleep. I am very uncomfortable. It's so hot in here." I wa
POV Alejandro I could tell that something was on her mind. She looked worried. I lay holding her in my arms, listening to her breath and she was shaking. " What's wrong, baby? What's wrong, angel?" Did I do something? Why did she look so worried? What was she thinking about? She looked up at me, her eyes held such sadness and I could tell she was holding back tears. " Alejandro? Do you remember me?" I shot up and grabbed her face, staring at her. Of course, I remembered her. After that night, I had jacked off to her memory so many times but obliviously I couldn't tell her that. I looked deep into those sapphire pools and smiled. This woman. She has no clue to her effect on me. I brushed my thumb on her cheek. " I wanted you that night, you know. I fought the urge all night not to take you back to my place and make you mine. Your beauty, your innocence, everything. I wanted you so much. " I wasn't lying. When I gave her a ride back to her apartment, it took every once of strengt