"In simple words, he's in love with your sister." Her eyes widened, and she tried to release herself from his lap, but he only tightened his grip around her, not letting her slip away. "Have you lost your mind, Leo? Him that psycho. The Vincent Volkov whose name is enough to make someone piss their pants, and you are telling me that he's in love with my sister, who can't even speak for herself, really Leo? Are you even listening to yourself?" "She's too innocent for him, Leo. She's not a girl who can spend her life with a man whose life is full of troubles. He can't even take care of her. Hell doesn't even know the meaning of it." Leonardo sighed and nodded his head in approval. "That's the problem baby. Love never sees if the person in front of them is suitable for them or not. They just fell in love, and you know love is blind. Well, that's how you fell in love with me." Leonardo says with a playful smile on his face, while Naomi shook her head, smiling. "Come on Leo, you kno

Author's POV'It was afternoon where the light was coming from the window and walking on her delicate skin, making it glow naturally. She had been sleeping peacefully ever since they landed on Vincent's private island. Feeling a little hot, Eva tries to remove those white sheets from her body.A groan left her lips when she opened her eyes fully, meeting the sudden bright light. Settling herself on the fluffy bed, she stared at her surroundings like a lost puppy but found no one except for the big glass window from where the sea was visible and wind-blows which were making the curtains flow, the chirping of birds.It was a refreshing afternoon. The room had expensive white esthetics. It was still confusing for Eva until she remembered their flight, which was her very first flight of her life. She was scared, but when Vincent held her close to his heart she felt at peace.She found her peace in his embrace. It was very confusing for her to understand all these feelings, but she had an

Eva's POV' I stared at the window as the rain kept hitting the glass. There was something so satisfying about it. As if the rain is trying to reach out to you as it keeps knocking on your door, trying to ask you about how you feel about your current situation and trying to let you know that it's your only friend present when no one is there with you. I don't feel alone when it rains. I sighed as I looked at the ring on my finger which told me that I belong to my beast of a husband who's been nothing but gentle with me in the past few days. I don't know why he's acting that way all of a sudden, not that I'm complaining, of course not. I'm relieved that he's no longer torturing me, but physically, it's a torture every time I see him shirtless or when he's so close to me that I merely breathe. I'm keeping as much distance as possible but failing miserably even though I know that somewhere in my heart I have feelings for which I shouldn't be considering the fact that how he treated me

While I was sitting, my thoughts went to what Vincent said last night. It was hard not to think about it. Tonight he wants it to happen between us. The thought made me shiver as goosebumps erupted in my sensitive skin just at the mere thought. The effect he had on me has no limit."That dress looks beautiful on you."I was startled when he came into view out of the blue. I was wearing a long-length green floral dress which fitted perfectly against my body.It's from those limited edition floral dresses which he brought for me. I looked at him as he sat across from me at the coffee table. His presence always makes it thrilling and nervous at the same time."Thank you."Accepting the compliment, I said. He didn't break eye contact, which made the whole situation more intense."What's wrong, butterfly? You seem nervous."This man! I told you he can read me from inside and outside without even trying while he's a closed book to me, which is very hard to read. He knew exactly why I was ner

'Sleep tight because I won't let you go even if you want.'Those were the exact words he said to me last night before I felt in a deep slump. Those words kept running in my head before I opened my eyes fully to adjust the light, and then I recalled last night. I was alone in bed and that's when the Realization hit me so hard that I nearly fell off the bed. I gasped as I remembered that last night I lost my virginity to him.A tear rolled down my cheek and I sneezed. How can I be so dumb as to give myself to him? After all the torture he did to me, just why did I do that? I sobbed harder this time, still thinking that he did that, thinking of me as Naomi when I'm his wife. Did he do it last night because he thinks of me as Naomi? Was it Naomi, he imagined? My heart clenched at the thought. I can handle anything, but not that. All along I was filling myself to think that he believed me.Another realization shot me. That night, there was someone I heard him talking with, and it was a fem