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
Nadia's POV Jealousy That is the only way to describe my present state of mind, as I watched the lady in red seductively catwalk her way towards my bodyguard. Who the fuck is she anyways? my inner voice kept raging, in the silence of my heart. She walked past me swaying her perfect-looking body, without sparing me a glance. I'm gonna shoot her motherfucking brains out, so it makes a mess of her perfect cosmetic enhanced face. I stared at my bodyguard who had little or no expression across his face, she placed a kiss on his lips and he didn't seem to mind. Maybe I will shoot him too, right after I shoot her. "Did you miss me?" she asked sexilywhile using her hand to touch his face and hair. I felt a monster awaken in me, as I fought hard not to let any emotions slip. I finished my meal in a flash and stood up to give them all the privacy they wanted, as I felt like I was intr
Lorenzo's POV I'm fucking going to punish this bitch for daring to flank my orders. I can't believe she ruined the special moment I was having with Nadia. It's been difficult not being able to go close to Nadia, wrap my hands around or feel her warmth beside me. She now knows my birth name, thanks to this whore of a bitch. Even though my name is in no way associated with me been called a ghost, but it would be easy to put the little pieces together once you add my father's name to it. "You are hurting me," she said in pain. I was holding her hand tightly while pulling her across the hallway. Only if she knows that I don't want to only hurt her, but that I want to fucking kill her. Luckily for her, we got to her room and I pushed the damn door open and drag her in with me. "What the fuck is your problem?" I questioned anger and hatred evidence in my voice. I watched her fidget as her lips sh
I stood there gazing upon this wild beautiful being of a girl before me. Her hands were looking bruised and it took me a lot not to go over and put some ice on them. If someone else had dared lay a finger on my whore, that person would be dead that instant, but watching Nadia Beat Sophia up turned me on like crazy. A part of me was glad that finally, Sophia had someone to put her in her rightful place. She steals glances at me as if waiting for what to come, I can tell from her demeanor that she is pissed and agitated. I watched her for sometimes eating her apple with her little tiny juicy mouth, and wondered the type of magic she could do with it when she has my cock shoved down her throat. The mere thought of it made my joystick do a hippie dance where I have properly caged it away. I can't believe I have been standing here this long just fantasying, what the fuck is wrong with me? What am I, sixteen? “Be ready
Lorenzo's POV Knock. knock. Knock. Where the fuck is she? I have been standing and knocking outside this fucking door for the past couple of minutes, with no response of whatsoever from her. My gentlemanly gesture is growing thin by the minute, and what pisses me off the more is the fact I have been told she is inside the room. "Nadia!" I called out, banging hard on the door alongside. After some time, I heard the door click open from the inside, after which I waited for the door to open, but nothing was happening. I pushed open the door and walked in to see Nadia not dressed and sleeping on the bed. The now wrinkled dress and accessories were pushed to one side of the bed that was pretty much occupied by her. “Why are you not dressed," I inquired, trying so hard to control the anger that was pili
Nadia's POV I woke up the next morning and went about my morning routine. I did a hundred pushups exercises after which I went to take a hot shower. After some minutes, I came out and wore a black crop top on black jeans shorts, I brought out a pair of black sneakers to put on. I packed my hair into a ponytail and applied a little makeup on my face. I stood opposite the mirror staring at my reflection as my mind drifted back to what happened last night. It was a perfect evening outing until that call came in, who called him and what did the person say to him? Does it have anything to do with Ghost?
Nadia's POVWe both stared at each other eyes for a while, he kept his face emotionless while his hand held the gun in its place. The men from behind him looked at us looking stunned as to what was happening.Or maybe it's the clothes that I had on was what was distracting them.Motherfucker, is he going to shoot me or what, as it stands I do not know much about the man my heart has chosen to fall for.He just fucking killed his whore without blinking, what would stop him from killing me too if I pissed him off.“I fucking told you to stay in your room,” he said as his eyes held mine in a daring gaze.Yes of course I remember him saying that I am not deaf, I just didn't listen.Maybe next time he should try saying stay in your room or have your brains blown out.His general demeanor screamed danger, a sight that would make any normal girl cower in fear for her life.But that was not the case for me, if
Nadia's POV You are mine now Those words kept echoing in my head all through the sail from the island to the city. I have never belonged or be owned by anyone before, and even though he seem cold-hearted to me, it felt nice to be claimed by him. It was already dark and super cold, by the time we got to land. An all-black tinted expensive car was waiting for us by the time we arrived. Lorenzo kept himself busy all through the journey by tapping away on his phone. I thought of how I have missed my phone and how nice it would be to hear my uncle's voice. It's not that I was exactly missing him but since he is the only blood relation I have left, there was still a little part of me that wanted to know how he was doing. Especially now that they might have loosed track of where I was exactly. He might be worried.
Nadia's POVI woke up the next morning feeling soreness between my legs, other than that, I felt awesome.I opened my eyelids to see that Lorenzo was up and fully ready in his black pants and white shirt.He sure looks like a healthy morning snack.“Good morning,” he said as he slid into the bed space beside me to give me a tender kiss, it started with little kisses that grew into mouth gulping kisses, I instantly forgot the achingly feeling in my pussy and was more than willing to oblige him for any further action.Fuck, I am gradually turning into a sex addict, like who wouldn't be, waking up next to a guy who looks like he just had a quick meeting with all the Greek gods put together.“If we continue this, you will make me late,” he said as he broke off the kiss, my lips felt Fuller and ached for more action.His expensive cologne tickled my nose and made me want to lean closer to him.“Where ar