Thoughts flood my mind as I drive home late that night. My heart feels heavy. My throat feels like there is a huge spiky lump in it, trying to choke me. Is this how I'm going to lose my second chance mate and remain mateless? Am I fated to be mateless? How do I get my mate who is soon to be lawfully wedded to the most dangerous mafia in Chicago?If we can't get her peacefully, we'll get her forcefully, Sphinx grumbles.How do we get her forcefully? Can't you see she's someone's wife?Don't tell me you're cowering for a mere human! I won't lose my mate again! You have to fight for what belongs to you.I blame the moon for putting me in such a complicating position. Even Amelia is scared. She can't even stand up to Lorenzo, let alone me who doesn't even have any relationship with him. How do I get Amelia to believe she's my mate? Humans don't know what it means to have a mate.Then, convince her. Get her to love you. Do all that it takes.Lorenzo will never back down…Cut the crap! Sphi
Just jump! Jump down the cliff! I yell at Sphinx who is still trying to figure out a plan.I'll rather face the feral alpha than jump down the cliff. We don't even know if there are other dangerous rogues down there.The rustling of leaves become much louder and force Sphinx to be alert. The wolf's barking growls comes even closer as he appears from the thick covering of leaves. Then the alpha growls, loudly at first until he begin to whimper. Then, I realize it. He's hurt. It's a painful growl.I look down to his paw and notice he is bleeding profusely with strong iron stuck in his right paw. He just stepped into a trap. Was it there when Sphinx passed? How did Sphinx manage to avoid the trap?I saw the trap if that's what you're thinking. He was just desperate that he didn't watch his step, Sphinx says. I could sense his pride as we watch the alpha struggle with the trap. The traps in the woods are set by the wolf hunters. Operation wipe out wolves.The alpha wolf whimpers. He growl
I sit at the vanity chair and endure all the prodding and pulling of the makeup and hair stylist. I had spent a whole day locked up in my room. Lorenzo made sure I didn't come out until today, being my wedding.The makeup team work frantically to make my skin look smooth and freckle free. They add fake eyelashes and juvenile red lipsticks. The heated curlers burn my scalp slightly and I endure. When the hairstylist undo the curlers, my blonde hair pools down my shoulders in thick loose curls. They pull some of it back and add a gold clip for accessories. They help me into the most expensive dress I've ever owned. The thick wedding dress hugs my body and flows down at my hips.Barely two minutes after I'm done dressing up, my parents come in. My father's expression looks unphased and shows no sign or evidence of what he feels towards me.My mother gasps in admiration. "My daughter, you are so beautiful," my mother says as she gently grab my hands and squeeze it softly. "Come on, every
I unzip the suitcase which mother had packed for me. All I see are lingerie, silky nightgowns, cupless bras, lace underwear… I take out the least offensive thing, a solid black knee length nightgown and change into it. I don't know what mother was thinking when she packed these things for me. I cross my arms around my stomach, feeling self-conscious as I head out to the balcony. I quickly step into the jacuzzi. The faster I'm in the water, the less time Lorenzo has to stare at me in this black piece. He waits until I'm fully seated in the tub before he slowly starts approaching. Consciously, I wrap my arms around my body so he will see less. “I remember the first time I saw you at your father's house opening ceremony. Since then…” Lorenzo pauses and pick a glass which he fills with another round of champagne, but this time, he hands it over to me. “Here, have a drink, and don't say no.” His expression reminds me that he isn't joking this time. I grab the glass from him and down the
I respond with a ragged breath and an obliging flurry of effort, stripping off my nightgown. His face spoke the words. If I don't, I… I don't want to think of what might happen.Lorenzo flips me so I'm on my back. His lips make my body limp as it caress my back. His strong hands go underneath me and brush my breasts. I can hardly think around the fact that he's so strong, one wrong move and he could kill me in an instant. Kill me with the same hands that have killed many people, innocent people.My chest rises and falls as my heart rate picks up and my palms sweat. I moan and arch my back as his thumb and index finger pinches and rolls my nipple. I push and rub my thighs together to get rid of the throbbing sensation I'm now experiencing. He push me flat on the bed.Lorenzo forces his own thigh between my legs as he manoeuvres his body to rest between my open legs. Each leg hangs on either side of him leaving myself at his complete disposal. His groin is pressed against mine tingling
My night with Amelia was fun. Her hair smells so nice and her skin is smooth to touch. When I split her wide and orgasmed, the excitement make me want to go for another round but before I could, she is asleep. I only rub her clit and spread her more with two fingers before I fall into deep sleep.I tuck her in carefully on the bed and climb down to start my morning routines. I move into the bathroom to take a quick shower. It didn't take long and I am in the lobby with a glass of wine in hand. Logan is standing before me as I gulp down the contents of the glass calmly.“How much is it?” I ask as I twirl the remaining wine in the glass. My mind glide through thoughts of the next investment I am to make. My money has been shipped and was accurately received, I think.“Fifty million, capo.”On impulse, driven by infuriation, I smash the glass on the floor. “What did you just say?”“Fifty million USD,” Logan says yet with surety as he counts his words.“It was supposed to be hundred milli
I stand by the large window and watch Lorenzo kick a man so ruthlessly that more hatred instantly begins to build inside me. Though I can't hear what they're saying, I know for a fact the man is pleading for his life but Lorenzo won't hear any of it. I watch him grab the man by the hair and say something to him, then he forcefully yanks his head down. When the man starts to move away and Lorenzo starts walking back to the suite, I conclude he must have given him grace. I exhale in relief. Even when I do not know the man, I feel so glad Lorenzo chose to let him go. I shudder and gasp in shock when one of Lorenzo's men pounces on the man and in one go, rips open his chest. My eyes widen as my heart begin to thump faster. My fingers begin to shiver and my throat tightens. The slashing continues and blood continues pumping out. I can hear the poor man screaming but suddenly, his lips shuts. Lorenzo's man stoops closer to the man's neck and rips out a large chunk of flesh. That is when I
For the first time since Lorenzo took me from my parent's house, I feel happy about returning to Lorenzo's house. As Leo drive us home, I ask questions about things I see on the road in order to hide my excitement. Leo answers my every question carefully, unlike the cold him that rarely talks. Even when the sudden change unnerves me, I still try to act like it didn't matter. But I know he must be doing it for a reason. Maybe to keep me from being moody or sad about my parents in-law's deaths. And I think it still works perfectly in my favour, otherwise I would be sitting at a corner thinking about the blood scene, the murder of my parents in-law and the fact that I might no longer be safe. I might be the next. I try not to think about it even when I get home.“Welcome ma'am…”“Amelia,” I quickly correct Lily who looks excited to see me back. My stomach suddenly growls and I remember I haven't eaten all day. I check the time. It's past twelve and I haven't had my breakfast.“I made las