Her breaths returned to normal when his car was taking her away from him. She stared at the ring and couldn't believe what happened right now. She was engaged to a Mafia and was unaware of it. She had a week. Running from him was already hovering over her mind. She glanced black. She gasped as she glanced at another grey stylish car following this car. She straightened herself and stared at the ring.
' I'm going to sell your ring, and buy all the luxuries of life with your ring, away from you, where you can't find me, Mr Lorenzo De Luca. '
She made a promise to herself and waited for his right hand to stop the car. She wanted to reach home and spilt out everything to her best friend, Emlyn.
She grabbed her toothbrush and stared at her slightly red eyes. She finished her brushing task and turned toward the showered. She checked the door's lock again. She kept her attire casual, tight-fitting jeans and dark green crop top, makeup which showed her simple but beautiful look. The doorbell chimed and she trod at the door. " Pancakes, " Emlyn erupted in a smile, holding the paper bag in her hand, " Ready? " She wiggled her brows. " Just a second, " She arranged her shoulder bag over her shoulder and grasped her phone. She exhaled, biting her lip, " Ten missed calls. " She cleared the notifications. Her phone vibrated in her hand, " Gosh! " She threw her head back and frowned at it. She swiped
She sighed as she opened her eyes. It was a headache, she felt at first. She gazed around with a confused expression. She tried to recollect what happened? Slowly, she recalled everything. Her eyes turned glassy. She pushed the thought away from her mind. It was just increasing the pain in her head. Her searching eyes rested on his back. A pang of disappointment made her heart heavy. She wasn't expecting at least him, " Where am I? " She asked him. She wanted to lie that everything would be all right but it wasn't true. She wanted to know why his ring was on her finger? Was it some kind of a joke? Her heart skipped a beat when he turned to face her, ' Why does he look more handsome than last time? ' H
Her mind was blown by the condo. It was beyond her expectation, the only luxury all over. The apartment was huge with marble floor and mirror works gracefully, and chandeliers hanging on the ceiling. Every time her eyes were drawn to the glass-enclosed wall, it made her wonder. She had never been to such a place that looked so grand. She couldn't believe it, she had spent the night in his room. There were only two huge pictures hanging on the left wall of his room. In the first one, Lorenzo was with Matteo. Matteo was their youngest brother, handsome like them. He was known for his grand parties and stayed in the news because of it. They weren't in the centre of her eyes. Her eyes were peering in the blue eyes of the third person. She felt his power. His personality was o
She opened her eyes hearing noises. Emlyn and Romero were arguing over, standing in the aisle, " What's wrong with you both? " She asked, hoarsely. " I'm asking for my phone. But this man is a pain in the ass. " Em snorted, staring at him disappointedly. " Emlyn, don't talk like this. Keep your mouth tight shut there. You'll put yourself in trouble." Romero said and sat on his seat when the pilot announcement echoed. She squeezed her hand when Emlyn sat next to her and frowned at Romero, " Calm down. He's just following the orders. " She said. " Shouldn't he help us? " Emlyn stared at him. " We don't know his situation. We can't judge this be
Nervousness bubbled up in her, with every step at them. Her mother took her in a rib breaking hug. When she stepped back her eyes were filled with tears, " Thank you. " She caressed her cheek.Her father embraced her, " Don't tell your brother anything. He does not know anything. " He whispered in her ear.She could feel him behind her, " Sure, dad. " She stepped back, smilingly. Her father was staring at Emlyn.'So he c
She was staring out of the window. The sun was already down. She was going to step into a new life that wasn't selected by her. His world seemed truly ruled by power. She had seen him issuing words, people were supposed to carry his words. He had an agile mind, he set up his words like she couldn't back off. She met him today, her mind was occupied with tension. His words were reverberating in her mind, giving her a bad headache. She wasn't supposing this marriage would work as he didn't understand her, he ordered and marriage didn't work like this. " Dear Lord! I can't spend one day with him. He's strong, vicious and ruthless. " She murmured. He wasn't the man she wanted to fall for. She shivered, recalling his closeness in the car. She didn't hate him, but when Emlyn's name slipped from his m
Her feet were aching, and her back was paining. She wanted to get out of her heavy clothes and wear something light. Throwing herself on the soft mattress, she wanted to sleep until she forgot she was his wife. Her first dance was with her husband. She avoided meeting her gaze with his, " Are you excited? " He asked, tightening his hand on her waist. " To run away from you. Of course. " She said with a fake smile. He pulled her closer to his chest. Her nostrils filled with his cologne, and she rested her hand on his chest. She slipped her hand slightly down and froze when something hard felt under it. She confusedly looked in his eyes, " You have the whole night. So patience. " He whispered. " I'm not interested. It's not your
His side was warm but he wasn't there. She tossed away the blanket and her eyes widened in fright. She opened her mouth but his palm against it smothered it, " It's my blood. " He showed her his arm. There was a cut on the inner side of his arm, it couldn't be easily found. Her eyes widened more. She caught his hand and removed his hand, " I'm so sorry. I didn't mean any harm to you. I picked the knife only to scare you. But I was a fool, if you can carry it why would you fear it. " She looked at the blood with guilt. Her heart filled with sadness, " I'm so sorry. " She whispered. " It was for bloodsheet. " He smirked. " What! " She jolted with a knock on the door. He put on the black t-shirt, walking toward the door. Sh