She was frustrated. He put her into the end of the cliff and left her there, hanging. She was almost there but then he left and never returned back. She was infuriated. He started it, so why would he not finish it?!Xavier glanced at her angry wife. Even her angry look was adorable. Her face is angelic even though her cute nostrils were literally flaring up. She stabbed her steak harshly and munched it angrily. She was acting so cute.She planned to ignore him all throughout their dinner. She doesn't want to speak to him after what he did to her. She was frustrated after being not able to reach her climax.However, her plan didn't work out as she felt nauseous all of a sudden. She groaned and looked at him helplessly."Come here," he whispered. She whined and let him pull her against him. Her head was resting on his chest as her eyes closed. He rubbed her back gently. "You okay?""I don't like the food..." she whispered. "I feel like throwing up.""Hush, we'll throw it away, hmm? What
She stayed in the garden for as long as she could remember, her mind was trying to process his words. Not only was he mysterious, but he also knew a lot of things. How did he know? Margarette was beyond petrified. She couldn't move a single muscle, her heartbeat was like hammering inside her ribcage. It was strong and throbbing. Memories started to flash through her head and as much as she wanted to stay calm, she couldn't. She remembered those days. She remembered them pretty vividly. Although she was given everything but freedom before, Margarette was still terrified of ever coming back to her father's place."Tsvetok," a voice called from behind, startling her. The next thing she felt was a warm jacket surrounding her bare shoulders. "You will catch a cold if you stay here, let's get back inside."She clenched her fists and fought the urge to burst out crying. He doesn't need to know. He doesn't have to know about it. She might only worry him. The best thing she could do was just
Margarette was startled by a loud noise coming from the living room. She was still on her way down from the stairs. Her heart took a leap at the disturbing noise.She turned her head over her shoulder, looking at Clarise. "What's happening?"But the maid also didn't know what was happening. Suddenly, there was a shout. It was a man's shout, and if she wasn't mistaken, it was her husband's. "FUCKING IDIOTS!" he shouted angrily followed by three consecutive gunshots. "HOW DID YOU LOST THEM?!" he yelled.No one dared to speak.Margarette was beginning to worry. She walked towards the scene at a fast pace and saw blood splattered across the floor. There was also a dead man lying there. She gasped, which drew his attention. But he immediately looked away with clenched jaws. "Uberi yeye otsyuda," he said towards Clarise. (Take her away from here.)"W-What's happening?" she asked, stuttering as she looked at everyone. People wearing blacks were standing around the living room. A dead body
Xavier was losing his control. He was infuriated with anger. At that moment, he just wanted to kill Ferrero's Mafia Leader. It was very obvious that he's the culprit behind these incidents. And although the two families haven't been in a very good relationship before, the last war between the two powerful mafia happened almost sixteen years ago. The Ivanov Mafia could have had their revenge a few years ago, they could have had their revenge a long time ago if they were really keen on having a revenge for what happened that night in Los Angeles. However, they did not. Alexander Ivanov decided to keep his silence and stopped the occuring war between the two families.So what the fuck did the Ferrero wants from them?"They want something in return," said Zeus after coming back home from the investigation. The once naughtiness in his eyes had completely gone. It was replaced with seriousness. There was a thick aura around him that intimidates people who surround him. He was a happy-go-luc
Henry had successfully got inside the headquarters due to Zeus' help. Xavier wasn't able to do anything even if he wanted to kick their half-brother out of that establishment. Xavier wasn't in a good mood to take into one of Henry's tricks and pranks. He's gotten enough of it. Their situation was a very serious matter and shouldn't be taken lightly.No one can blame Xavier's, though. Who would have thought that their rebel brother would partake in finding their missing siblings? Henry is a type of guy who gave no fuck to the world, even if it means having his own flesh and blood died before his eyes."I swear to fucking God, I'll kill you if you're trying to set us up," Xavier hissed as he watched Henry sat comfortably in the swivel chair. They look similar to each other. The three of them, actually. Consider that they have the same mother and their fathers were brothers, they sure look so much like each other. Except that Henry did not inherit Ivanov's typical hair colour. While most
It took some time to convince Xavier not to kill Henry. Eventually, they were able to go to the location that Henry told them were Reezha was confined to. At first, Xavier and Zeus were sceptical. They don't know if Henry was lying or not, but they could only try and see it themselves.But when they got there, it all answered their question. Lying on a queen-size bed was their only sister. She was attached to some IV. Reezha has a bruise on her cheekbone, a small cut on her lips, and she was too pale. They were also told that she was shot on the leg. It's unfortunate, but it's the least unfortunate thing than seeing her lifeless at all.The brothers were shaking in so much anger to the person who caused this pain to their sister. No one is allowed to touch their princess. No one is allowed to make her cry and to hurt her. People would need to go through the brothers for them to be able to do such things to their princess.And yet, this happened.A tear fell on Zeus' cheek as he looked
She was left both disappointed and devastated. Xavier broke his promise to go and see her in the evening. She was still in pain. She kept rushing to the bathroom to release her stomach's content. She kept drinking water so she wouldn't be dehydrated from all her puking, but she was still as pale as a white paper. The doctors and the maids were giving her all the attention as she was poorly sick. She could hardly finish a half plate of food before she went out puking. Margarette knew something was wrong with her body. Something is changing, and she knows that it's something different than just a normal sickness. But she kept her silence. They weren't telling her what was happening, but she knew. Somehow, she knew that they were hiding something. "Clarise..." she uttered weakly as she slowly opened her heavy eyelids. Her maid immediately went to tend her needs. "Ma'am, do you need anything? Water?" It's already past midnight and Clarise was still wide-awake, watching over the lady sh
Loath filled his heart as the betrayal ran through his veins like an acid burning his soul. He clenched his fists tight."How were you able to get this information?" he asked through gritted teeth."It's easy. We have searched for all girls around nineteen to twenty years old who have dark hair since birth. When we tried searching, all results were negative since all these women were biologically children of their parents. Some of them were orphans but it didn't actually match the search," said their investigator. "However, upon the search, we have determined that your wife, sir, is also the same age as the missing girl from the Ferrero Mafia.""M-Maybe it was just a coincidence?" Xavier doesn't want to believe it. His heart clenched when he thought that Margarette really did deceive him. No. She couldn't do that. She wouldn't do that to them. To him.The investigator shook his head apathetically."I tried finding her name registration. Margarette Addams—Ivanov. Apparently, there was