Claudia Woods’ Point of View I haven’t gotten to the club and as I roam my eyes around, I couldn’t stop myself from getting mesmerized. The cold breeze of the air conditioner inside the club oozes toward my body. It hugs my slender features not to mention the fuschia pink sling backless draped split thigh satin dress I was wearing. Zamir and I nearly didn't come after he found out about the dress I was wearing. I honestly love it. It perfectly suits my entire body, however, Zamir wouldn’t allow me to show too much skin. As Zamir and I reached the VIP lounge, a few people were ogling at us but mostly were men who kept glancing at me from head to toe. I could see Zamir clenching his jaw as he glared at people looking at us but my initial reaction seemed to be pissing him off at most. He stopped right in front of the open VIP door where I saw the five capos and some girls inside. Gabriel was kissing one but when Luca gave him a hint to stop, the girl immediately came out. Zamir, on t
Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewShe's wasted, and I bet she doesn't know what she was saying. But this woman is damn right! Hot girls don't kiss first? Fuck. She's making me insane in many ways. I held Claudia's wrist. If only Viktor wouldn't see Emiliana from the lounge, I wouldn't have known what my girl has been up to. I just diverted my eyes away from her to answer some phone calls and yet, she's already at the dance floor grinding her fucking butt around? Insane! "Sweetheart," I mumbled possessively in her ears. "I'll take you home now." She was whining, and kept on going back to the dance floor not until I took my coat off, and wrapped it around her thighs. Claudia screamed the moment I carried her up to my right shoulder, carrying her like a pack of sacks. She kept on screaming and people were watching us when my hands suddenly spank her butt. "I'll drive." I told my driver. He bowed a little as I kept Claudia on the passenger seat and she was lying there peacefully w
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewMy relationship with Zamir has been better than before. There are times we barely see each other but Zamir was consistent keeping an update to me through the phone he recently gave. Well, I finally convinced him to give me one. It was hard to do that though, I think he wouldn't give me any cell phones unless I tell him he doesn't trust me otherwise, his mind won't change. Zamir has become better day by day. I could still vividly remember how I told him I dislike violence, and each time there's something getting on his nerve, he tried his best to remain his cool although he could only do that if I was around but when I'm not, he could barely stop himself from punching someone else or torturing them himself. I have to accept it. At least, Zamir is trying. I am lucky that he's listening to me. Not at all times though. Although there are times Zamir and I doesn't get along well due to some misunderstanding, but he was always the one who's coming after me. I
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewMy eyebrows arched. That was the first thing I did whilst looking at the information Lorenzo gave me. I was sitting across from him at the private plane Zamir owns while my man was talking to Saint at the other set of chairs just right behind us. Lorenzo gave me detailed information about Fatima from the moment I was taken away from her. To my surprise, it was neat and pretty fucking detailed which surprised me at most. It's not that I'm questioning it, but I was just curious as to why Lorenzo give a fuck doing this. "She has been regularly receiving a monthly penny for her to spend with regards to what she needs…" Lorenzo stated. "Three thousand dollars per month." My eyes widened. "But she knows I'm working right? She wouldn't believe me if you gave her huge money like that monthly!" Lorenzo sighed. "Don't worry, she doesn't know what your work is. Just make up some stories when you get back home." "Do you think that's easy?" I sneered. "She's not
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewI was hugging Zamir from behind. After countless arguments that I had from him today, I was able to convince otherwise, I might throw another tantrum. He was busy doing something on his laptop whilst standing, and all I did was to burden him as my hands were wrapped around his massive physique. We had a deal. Zamir wouldn't let me leave not unless he goes into his meeting. Well, it's still early so I didn't really mind. I wanted to see him for a few more hours so I chose to stay. Part of him doesn't want to let me go, but when I hoisted the phone Zamir gave me, I only told him we will talk to each other again everyday. As for Gavin and everyone in his team, they have gotten a hotel nearby our apartment."I love you, Mon Cheri." Zamir muttered before kissing the side of my forehead. We're outside his office in Illinois. There are two cars ready in front and two more behind. Well, prolly vehicles for guards. He leaned closer a little before hugging me.
Claudia Woods' Point of View I was mad. Zamir promised me he's looking after my cousin but how the hell did she get all those bruises knowing Lorenzo was the one who's in charge of her? I was beyond disappointed as to what my boyfriend promised me. Honestly, I still prefer the hundred percent safety precautions my boyfriend will give her instead of the money she was getting from him. Money might be hard to earn but you are only given one chance to live so you better treasure your life no matter what it takes. Fatima was sleeping in my bed. She doesn't want to sleep inside her room knowing she's scared so I let her be with me tonight. Besides, it has been a long time since we've seen each other and I couldn't risk it if she'll get in danger again. Gavin's team has their eyes on us 24/7 but that doesn't mean I'll be at ease. Sighing deeply, I took my phone into the loudspeaker whilst I was in the living room, peeking at the window. From where I was standing, I could see the distance
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewThe next morning, Fatima bombarded me a lot of questions regarding things she wanted to do, especially when it comes to my work. I prepared this scene and have provided her the answer she was seeking for. "Really? Now I don't wonder any longer that the pay was good!" Fatima said, grinning as if she won't a lottery. She's currently at the table and eating the food that I cooked for her whilst I was preparing for my own. She said she wanted bacon, eggs and even veggies she frequently eats in the morning so I prepared it for her. We're close, and being the eldest, I was the one who's doing everything like her mom. She may be an adult already and can prepare for her meals but I treat her as my sister and doing these things were just enough and it won't cover the past few months I've been away from her. Fatima was getting ready for school but there she is, asking me a lot of questions I tend to avoid but I couldn't. "Hmm, you said you're the assistant of y
Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewLonging for someone wasn’t easy. I kept thinking about her 24/7 and I couldn’t erase her from my mind. It was hard to let Claudia go knowing she’s only the person I have and thinking someone might take her away from me again stings like hell. I lost my parents when I was just still a child and I took over at our business at a young age. Letting Claudia away from me was the decision I kept wanting to retract but how can I do that when she’s happy enough to be back? One thing I’ve learned throughout my relationship toward her is not to be selfish. She has her own life as well, her loved ones are still alive. Even if we’re still in a relationship, I am trying not to be selfish for her own sake. For her own happiness not to mention I don’t want to use my power over her. I want her to love me because I’m Zamir, I want her to want me because I am who I am not because I am some sort of mafia shit. “Oh,” Lorenzo asserted when he saw me glanced at the doo