Rain stared dumbly at the patch of grass that peaked through the open door. She stared…and then took two steps forward. What was she supposed to do? She wasn’t sure she would get this opportunity again. To walk out that door, to leave, to find her way out of here. Rain inhaled deeply and she opened the door completely, she walked out of the cabin. Fresh fucking air! Rain breathed in the scent of the roses deeply, she was outside, finally. She looked around, there was no one sight, not a single soul here to tell her to get back into the cabin or to shoot her in the head for disobeying orders. Rain walked, she could vaguely remember the path her and Elisa had followed to the mansion. And then what? The question crossed her mind. Was she going to walk into the mansion or try to sneak of the goddamn property! Her heart began to pound hard against her ribcage. She could sneak out, she could hide in the shadows until she was out of there. And then what? Then she’d go to an embas
When Rain and Nicholas were younger, their parents spoilt them. Gave them all the love that a child could ever ask for but one thing Rain loved her parents for was the fact that they’d always reminded them that not everyone got the kind of love they did, not everyone got their every needs fulfilled.So as they grew in love they also learned to share that love with others around them.Three weeks after their fifteenth birthday, Nicholas and Rain watched their parents die in front of them.They were on the side walk, taking out the groceries and late birthday gifts when the garbage disposal truck came out of nowhere and crushed their bodies before destroying their car.Nicholas had yelled, screamed his lungs out at that moment but Rain stood there silent, splatters of her parents blood dripped down from her clothes to the floor.They were so close.Just a few steps away.She had just gotten a smile from her father.Next thing she knew, it was over.The said the driver was drunk
Andrea Salvatore watched as her supposed fiancé left the house, leaving her standing there alone because his men followed behind him.They all walked past her, avoiding her gaze but she could tell they wanted to laugh, they wanted to make fun of her, for pushing herself on a man who clearly didn’t love her.But she loved him nevertheless and as long as her father still had power he would still be here’s, no matter how many times he ridicules her in front of his men or no matter how many times he hurts her feelings… Alexander is a man of great power, at his young age he had already brought down countless clans that rose against him and his rule, he was born into this world and raised with the sole knowledge that he would be the head, he would be the leader…he would be the Don.A man like that isn’t easy to come by, a man as ruthless and as cunning as Alexander Guerriero. He was smart, handsome, talented and powerful, everything a woman like Andrea needed.He was patiently for her
“Does it hurt much?” Aldo was gentle, he looked almost scared as he tended to Rain, careful so he wouldn’t cause additional pain, which was unavoidable but he still tried. Rain pursed her lips to prevent her smirk from turning into a full blown smile, he was cute for a man as big and intimidating looking as he was. “It doesn’t hurt that much Aldo,” she was lying, it hurt like a bitch but the man already looked guilty as he was. “Maybe I should continue from here?” Aldo nodded quickly as soon as he’d heard her suggestion. He stood up, handed over the spirit soaked and took a few steps back away from her. Rain gave him a reassuring smile which she was pretty sure she needed more. She treated her injury in silence, a silence that Aldo didn’t bother to break, he just stood there, his eyes following her every movement and every now and then he would fidget and scrunch up his face whenever she hissed in pain. After she was done, she looked up at him and smiled “See?” she’d said “All
Two weeks. Rain had officially spent two weeks in Alexander’s mansion, in the cabin, in Italy. She hadn’t seen him in the past few days, she couldn’t help but think of him, wonder if he thought of her or if he even remembered she existed. It probably had something to do with Andrea, Rain was somewhat glad that she couldn’t see him…being in his presence sometimes clouded her mind and hated the fact that she wasn’t feeling what she was supposed to toward him. Aldo came by often, every evening to be exact, at some point he and Elisa were coming almost everyday. Elisa would clean the cabin despite Rain offering to help countless times, then she took Rain’s dirty clothes away and then returned with them, washed, the very next day. Rain knew she could leave the cabin, she was tempted to walk around, to enjoy the scenery but as long as she was still not allowed to leave the property, she knew she wouldn’t be able to enjoy anything. No matter how nice the people were—except for Elisa—Ra
Breathe, Rain.Rain inhaled deeply.She didn’t know she had been holding her breath until that reminder from her brain.He was in front of her, his head on her lap, his pulse barely discernable and his breathing shallow.It brought back memories, Rain wouldn’t lie to herself. Memories that made her legs weak and memories that made her brain muddled because sitting there with the man in front of her she didn’t know the next action to take.“Alexander?” She called out again, this time the fear was evident in her voice. It seems like he was going to die and while that might be some sort of advantage to Rain, he was the boss…they might blame her for his death, they might kill her as well.She should call someone!He has to get treatment immediately.“Bed…” his voice was low, she almost couldn’t hear what he’d said. He wheezed after, violent coughs racking his body so much that Rain felt his heart would stop at that moment.“Bed…” he said again and Rain nodded even though she di
“How long do you plan on staying in bed?” Her voice was soft, it was like the sweetest lullaby he’d ever heard. Her hair brushes against his face, tickling his skin but he kept his eyes closed and breathed in her scent. “Martha…” he groaned. “ If you keep talking, I don’t think I’ll ever leave this bed,” He’d told her. She let out a soft chuckle and then flicked his nose with her fingers making him open his eyes abruptly. The rays of the sun highlighted her red hair, green eyes stared down at him with amusement and a hint of arousal. Her cheeks dusted in the most beautiful freckles which she’d always hated but were his favorite things about her face. Lush pink lips hovered over his and he fought the urge to bury his fingers in her hair and pull her down to him. “Are you politely telling me to shut up, Alex?” “No baby,” he chuckled as he traced her lips slowly with his fingers. “I’m telling you to put your mouth to better use,” There was the sound of her laughter again, like the
Rain sucked in a deep breath.Her heart pounded harder and suddenly it became hard for her to exhale.What had she just done?She took two steps back subconsciously and stared down at her palm, her stinging palm that was a painful reminder of what she had just done. Only a few seconds ago, all she saw was red, anger and trauma mixed together and rearing out it’s ugly head.He’d told her to sleep with him for money, to use her body to pay a debt that wasn’t even her’s to bear in the first place and she lost it.Those words sounded so familiar, those words shook her to her very core and she couldn’t help the anger that claimed her senses but now she could see clearly and now she realized that she just slapped Alexander.Hard.He didn’t turn his face to the other side despite the force she used, instead his jaw clenched and his eyes staring down at his clenched fists instead of her face.Fear consumed her.Why did she—“You could’ve just said no,” he said, he still sounded weak