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ONLY HIS Chapter 40
Ivyrose’s POVWe drove in silence all the way back to the hotel. Gareth took off my blindfold once we reached Manhattan. I figured it was a good one hour from that villa to when I heard traffic again and wondered if they blindfolded my bodyguards too. When we were near the hotel, I could hear his deep sighs and had to keep myself from crying again.How could I love such a monster? How can he be my Gareth yet also Ricardo Sanguin the mob lord— Heir to the mafia throne. How can I accept what they do? How can I be with him knowing the things I saw? Oh God why do I have these kinds of decisions to make? My mind hurt from all the questions that wanted to be a priority.The car stopped and Gareth touched my hand, making me jump and bringing me back to reality. “Rosie? Are you scared of me?”“No.”“Are you okay?”“Yes.”“Are you mad at me?”“No.”“Rosie, please. Talk to me.”“I…have to go. I need to think.”“I understand. Do you want me to take you up?” “No. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay? I
ONLY HIS Chapter 41
Ricardo Sanguin’s POV The paparazzi shouted our names while the flashes of their cameras blinded us once we were outside the majestic theater. Ivyrose buried her head on my chest as we walked fast toward my car. I wrapped my arms around her and I've never felt more powerful than at that moment. I was finally able to protect her. I finally had the power to be worthy of her. Amids the shouting and pushing, one guy slipped on mine and Ivyrose's bodyguards. He rudely blocked our way to get a good shot of Ivyrose as she tried her best to hide her face. My blood boiled and my hand automatically pulled out the gun in my chest vest and pointed it on the center of his forehead. People shouted as they backed up. The man trembled and wetted himself, begging me not to shoot. He let his camera fall on the ground and stomped on it himself. “I’m so..sorry. I have kids. Please. Just trying to get a good shot.” "Ga—Ricardo. Please." Ivyrose said and I put the gun away, taking her to my car. "W
ONLY HIS Chapter 42
Ricardo Sanguin’s POVIvyrose Foxworth didn’t know what was coming for her. My sister Hannah and my mom took her to the spa after our lunch. At first she declined saying she wanted to help me with packing, but then when I told her to go, she couldn’t keep saying no. When I got to the mansion, Seb, who I hadn't seen since we left New York, was already there. “Is everything ready for tonight?” He asked me as we hugged. The dark circles in his eyes were bigger which always meant he was stressed.“Yeah. Everything is perfect.""Good." We let go of each other and he stretched his arms up, yawning. "By the way we have to talk about New York.” “Later. I don’t want my mood ruined before tonight.” Seb’s tone told me it wasn’t good news.“Okay. I’ll go lie down and order a red head. I’m fucking tired and stressed out. You want one?”Seb chuckled when I shook my head, smiling unbelievably at him. “I’m joking. I know you’re never touching another woman ever again, Romeo.” “Ivyrose is more t
ONLY HIS Chapter 43
Ricardo Sanguin’s POVWhile Ivyrose went to the restroom with the wives of my college buddies, I went out to the cliff again, feeling the need for some fresh air. As I lit my cigarette, my hands trembled, when I thought of what I shared with Ivyrose a while ago. "Hi. Paco. You were right. I finally have her back. I've asked her to marry me and she said yes. Can you believe that?" I wiped the tears that pooled in my eyes. "I miss you, buddy. I fucking wish you were here right now. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry. GOD. I'M SORRY…" I sobbed as scenes from my past after we moved out of the Foxworth mansion all resurfaced. "It's okay. Death is better than this fucking disease, man so shoot!" Paco shouted. "Do it. If you want me to respect you and call you my son, fucking shoot him now! You need this to harden your heart. You don't need friends. You only need money. You only need me, Gareth. That's how you'll survive this world and be as powerful as me one day." Gerardo Sanguin whispered in
ONLY HIS Chapter 44
Christopher’s POV I woke up and immediately felt bad, smelling puke. My puke. It was on my face— some dry and some still slimy. It was all over the bathroom floor where I was lying face down. I groaned and tried to get up only for my hands to slip on the floor, and my face fell with a thud. “Ow. Shit.” I moved my hand upward and used the bowl to lift myself up. The bowl had puke, poop and god knows what and I gagged when it all swirled together as I flushed it. Groaning, I reached for and held onto the sink, and filled it with water. The bathroom spun around me and I gagged, my fresh puke mixed with the sink water. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."I pulled the stopper and waited for everything to drain, regretting drinking a whole bottle of vodka on an empty stomach again. Three days straight was my new record. My reflection showed a long haired, thick bearded man with really dark circles under his eyes—white shirt that looked like I wiped my shit on. I felt so sick. My stomach ache kept makin
ONLY HIS Chapter 45
Christopher’s POV“One more shot. Come on. What harm could it do, huh?” The woman said, yet my vision started to blur. “No. I uh I need to get a cab. Bye. Nice talking to you…uh…”“Rebbeca, silly. We’ve only been talking for three hours now.” she chuckled. ******I blinked for a second and the next thing I knew, I was in a cheap hotel room that reeked of rat poop. “Wait. How do you know what rat poop smells like?” Hailey interrupted me. We were sitting in Lance's car in the parking lot near Times Square and the three of them were eager to know my darkest secret as if it was some sort of movie. “From the orphanage I grew up in, happy?” “Sorry. Please continue.” *******“Wait. Rebbeca. I can’t do this. I have a girlfriend. Wait.” Rebbeca started unbuttoning my pants as I lay on the bed, the whole room spinning around me. “Stop. NO!” I pushed her but she only laughed. My arms felt like jello and I couldn’t even feel my feet. I closed my eyes, resting my head on the pillow and lost
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Hi, everyone. First of all I want to apologize for making you all wait yet again. I'm really really really sorry. As usual my personal life got in the way of me finishing/editing the final chapters, plus I made the mistake of giving my brain a deadline so of course it rebelled and didn't work when I had about 1-3 hours free time (just staring into a blank screen). Now I'm finally re-reading the book to check for errors and then I can finally upload the last few chapters and then have my editor mark it complete. I would like to take this opportunity to thank you all again so so so much. Your gems, chapter comments and 5 star reviews have made such a positive impact on my writing journey. Godbless and Hope you are all doing great. Love, KM
ONLY HIS Chapter 46
Ivyrose’s POV I watched my dad’s nostrils flare as one of Ricardo’s men checked his chest and the rest of his body for any weapons or recording devices. Gareth smirked when our eyes met. We were thinking the same thing: The powerful Rex Foxworth submitting and swallowing his pride just so he can see me again. "Seriously?" My father said when Nestor patted his crotch area. When he saw me looking at him, he gave me a weak smile which disappeared the moment Ricardo put his arm around my shoulder. For someone so rich and powerful he looked so weak and tired. I sighed when I thought about how I refused his calls while I was having the time of my life in Italy. My mother kept telling me he was worried sick about me, but I couldn't bring myself yet to forgive him. Now guilt coursed through me with how much he's aged in a month and a half. My mother was just standing there, waiting uncomfortably. “That’s enough, Nestor. Let them through.” “Was that really necessary, Sanguin?” My dad sa
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