My father looked at me then he took a seat in a chair near the bed. We continue to stare at each other then I hear someone knock at my door. “ Daddy, it’s me, Issa.” My sister Isabella states on the other side of the door. “ What do you want?” I ask her and I hear her sigh. I can tell she’s frustrated. Isabella is pretty easy to read even if she’s not face to face with me. She clears her throat, “ Tell my brother that I am taking his girlfriend to the mall with me. I am meeting some friends and she is in need of a new wardrobe.I-I also saw something…I am going to get her some makeup to cov-cover those.” My father looks at me as if he’s trying to decide on something, his eyes are on the door. I walk to it and Isabella is standing there looking at me. “ Who are you meeting at the mall?” I don’t want to show her that my real reason for asking is because I want to make sure it’s not any guys in her group of friends but as usual she sees through me and rolls her eyes. “ If you’re so afra
POV Alejandro King I watched Robbie’s expression and he seemed like he was all right with this decision. My son was in love. That sounded crazy to some people. A lot of people said they didn’t believe in love at first sight but it did exist. When I saw my wife enter the bar with her roommates. She was so innocent, so modestly dressed, her natural beauty stuck out among all the other women that night. I knew that it was love at first sight and it only confirmed my feelings when I spoke with her and held her, touched her. That was so many years ago but my love and possessiveness still hasn’t changed, not that it ever would. Katarina tames the beast inside, the evil that lurks under the man I am. Without her I am a monster, sadly I fear that curse has been passed onto my son. “ Did everything go over well with AJ?” Katarina asks as she begins to set the table for dinner. She’s wearing a nice sundress with her apron, her hair is up in a messy bun, flour is splattered all over her clothi
POV Robbie King FIVE YEARS LATER I sat in my car and waited as I did every day for the past five years to make sure that my princess was safe and to keep an eye on her. I watch as she comes down towards the car, hugging her jacket to her body. She taps on my window and I roll it down and she stares in at me. “ I told you I didn’t need your fucking detail on me, Robbie. I am totally capable of making it home safe on my own.” She opens the door and gets in, crossing her arms across her chest. I brush my thumb over her lips and lean in and kiss her gently. “ Is my princess upset?” I ask her teasingly. “ Robbie, I am not some wimpy girl who needs her Mafia boyfriend to fight her battles. I grew up in a household where my father beat us and I learned to fight back.” She says and I pull her to me, claiming her mouth. “ Robbie, I’m serious!” She says more sternly.I am trying my hardest not to laugh but she is so fucking cute when she gets angry. “ Princess,” I say as I grab her hand and
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