Nadia's POV
It's been over four hours since scarlet left, and I have been all by myself. Saying I was bored will be a fucking understatement.
It won't be such a bad idea to take a walk around the house, www If for nothing sake, but to exercise my legs and possibly fish out anything I can get on Ghost.
Scarlet sounded like she knew the person behind the mask earlier, hopefully, she can tell who it is when she comes back from wherever Vicenzo took her to.
But before then, I should do my findings and if I get caught, hopefully not.
I will have to think of ways to get myself out
I came out of my room and noticed that everywhere was empty and very quiet. I started touring past the various rooms, some of which were slightly opened and others closed.
I stopped unconsciously at a door numbered thirteen and lingered a while. I wondered who will be living in
Nadia's POV I don't know how scarlet managed to get me to agree to go with her on this shopping shit, but here I am seated glued to a spot in one of the world's most luxurious cars. Aside from the fact that I currently own a zero dollar to my name, I have been saddled with the unpleasant reality of been in the same car with the dude I almost crashed his dick a few hours earlier. Scarlet and Vicenzo are in a separate car behind us. If someone had given me a headstart about the seating arrangement, I would have outrightly refused to go on this trip. I can feel his eyes poking my skin behind those thick dark sunglasses he is putting on. I had earlier unconsciously stopped in my trackswhen I saw him walking out of the mansion to join us in the car. I have never seen anyone look so damn good in an all-black suit, that seems to perfectly fit his body and not in any way hiding his well-toned abs. The dude is too cute for h
Lorenzo's POV The ride back from the shopping mall was hell, I thought hurting her would make me feel better after what she did to me, but it made me feel worst. I feel as if I did something terrible. This is not the first time I will be getting a blow job from one of those girls at the shop, but I feel this might be the last. As soon as the driver got into the garage, Nadia stormed out of the car. I was about to go after her when Vicenzo stopped me and told me of an ongoing robbery taking place in one of my warehouses. We quickly got into one of the cars that had Enough ammunition and zoomed off. Throughout our ride to the warehouse, my mind kept replaying the moment Nadia walked into the private dressing room to see what she was not supposed to. I liked it when she called my house home, but just how far can these feelings I think
Three hours earlier Nadia's POV I was pissed and angry at myself when I got back to my room. I should never have agreed to go with scarlet. I tried to take in quick breaths to help me calm down, but I was still freaking furious. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do I bother myself with what he does? He is an attractive young man, I'm sure he has a thousand and one girls that are more than willing to throw themselves at him. I lay frustratingly on my bed thinking of what to do to help keep my mind from its unnecessary misery.
Vicenzo's POV I fucking hate the fact that Lorenzo had asked me to be the one, to carry the Russian bitch back to her room. He could have sent any of the other guys around, or better still carried her himself but no, he had to send me. “Let me down,I will fucking kill you” she said, while hitting me with her both hands on my back continuously. I was so fucking angry and tired due to her continuous struggling with me. I felt like hitting her or dropping her drunken ass on the floor at some point, but I had to follow Lorenzo's order to the very last. I finally got to her room after what seem like an eternity later, I drop her on her bed and was about walking off her room when she unexpectedly bounced on me. My reflexes kicked in too late as I fell to the floor with her body on me, throwing hard fisted punches on me. “You are a murderer, you killed my entire family monster ” she kept saying as trails of t
Nadia's POV My eyes peeled open slowly while my head banged like I was been hit by a heavy metal countlessly on it. I looked around to see that I was in a different room. The room was a modest one painted in white. I can't seem to remember how I got here. The last thing I remember was telling scarlet how I wanted to try stripping and pole dancing. I sprang up from the bed suddenly as thoughts of what might have happened to her flashed through my mind. My head felt light while I looked around the room. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror that was nicely placed next to the bed. My makeup was smeared, my hair messed up, I look nothing short of a crazy drug addict. The tiny garment I had had on could barely cover my sensitive parts. I will be damned if I showed this out in front of everyone. Just then, I heard a movement from the other room or so I thought, I quickly went back to the bed and had the duvet wrapped aroun
Nadia's POV It's been two days since I had that conversation with my former bodyguard turned partner. He has instructed that I stay in, to avoid any of ghost men running into me, but truthfully I was very much bored of been confined to one place. I woke up that morning to see that he was up, as usual, I tried listening to see if I could hear his movement in the bathroom but didn't. Just then, I heard a gunshot I quickly got up from bed and walked towards the direction the sound came out from. They were no sudden movement or anything, the place looked calm, I proceed with caution arming myself with a base bat I found in the room. I was only wearing one of his white polo shirts, he said it'ss one of his that he doesn't wear anymore because it doesn't fit. it only covered a portion of my ass to some extent, but I wasn't bothered as my survival instincts weree far greater than any naked butt. I found a door was slight
Lorenzo's POV It's strange I mean the way I feel around her when she is standing next to me, when she looks at me, time seems to stop and nothing else matters. I have never had this type feeling or connection with anyone. I do all, I can to stay away from her these days after that we kissed at the shooting range. I'm scared of the things my feelings for her will make me do, the length I'm willing to protect her, she drives me insane. It fucking sucks, that I am helplessly drawn to her. One big issue though, is the fact that we have not been able to get anything on her, no family record or whatsoever. It almost seems as if she has been completely wiped out of the face of the earth. “Are you not going to your room it's already past midnight” Vicenzo said. I looked at at the time and gave a tired sigh, deliberately avoiding answering his question. “All is set for tomorrow?” I asked “Yeah
Nadia's POV I woke up the next morning to see that I was having mild bruises around my pussy. I looked around to see my bodyguard dressed and looking all sumptuous in his beautiful, well-laundered all-black tuxedo. “Good morning,” I said calmly, still trying to adjust my eyes to the morning sun. “Good morning, get ready, we are leaving soon,” he said, while still busy carefully placing his clothes in luggage, not for once sparing me a glance or asking how I felt. I found myself hurting on the inside. I know we didn't talk about having a relationship or not, he didn't even ask me out on a date, or anything, but one would expect that he show some level of care or concern after what we shared which was fucking awesome, at least to me. Of which thinking of it now, makes me feel cheap like I threw myself over him. I stood up from wrappi