I didn't know if to get angry or scared at what was being ordered for me to do. My legs felt as if hearing the requests too was threatening to give way from under me, and coupled with the drugs that had me hazy and so strained, it was taking all my willpower to keep my eyes open.I didn't have a choice; I knew that. This was his domain, and right now I was under his scrutiny. I tried to push away the nervous feeling because I knew that was what he wanted, and whatever he wanted, he got."Okay." My heart laced with fear, I nodded, trying to hide the trembling. "I'll do it."Freda nodded sympathetically. "I'm sorry, Gia. I tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't listen."I turned to find him crossing his legs, eyes on me, making me uncomfortable, but he didn't know he was in for a challenge, for I wasn't going to crumble as easily as he thought.Walking back to the pole, feeling my sore knees, I noticed the music in the background and began to move, trying to look as flawless as I could,
The woman looked disturbed sitting in front of him; more times than most, she looked up at the clock and then at the table, fighting hard not to lock eyes with a Don who looked demonically disturbed."You do not know who Gia Venditti is?"She shook her head, "I know I might get in trouble for not covering her up like boss Aaron asked me to," she blinked, "but I can't let you keep on being deceived, Don.""Keep going," he nodded."Gia works for the cartels; she let Aaron talk her into going undercover in your manor, Don." She was stuttering, "Aaron thinks that by taking down Cosa Nostra, he will get favors from Sir Venditti."Zayne chuckled at the words replaying in his head, "take down the Cosa Nostra," he repeated, and the woman nodded, "Do you have any idea where Aaron might be?"She shook her head, "No, sir, even before Venditti went into hiding, he was nowhere to be found."Zayne ran his fingers through his hair, leaning back against the seat. He tried his best not to be consumed
I opened my mouth to scream, and he clasped his hand over it, his other hand crossing his lips, motioning for me to stay quiet. Anger surged through me. I felt the heat coming up from my belly, up to my chest, and about to spill out of my lips if it wasn’t for his hand over my mouth. I thought of biting and screaming at the top of my voice, attracting attention, so he would get caught by the soldiers waiting outside my ward. like, how did he even slip past Zayne’s soldiers in the first place, and how badly did he want to die? I whipped my head away from his palm, glaring at him and not even bothering to tone my voice down. "Imagine having the guts to show your face to me, Aaron." He looked sad suddenly, "I guess I deserved that," he held my hands again, "but before you write me off, Gia, hear what I have to say, listen to my side of the story, and then whatever your judgment is, I’ll take it." I turned to the side so I wouldn’t see him, my hatred for him intensifying as he was cl
Maximo watched his boss's back as he walked out the door. his hand sweeping through his hair before he walked up to her, who had her eyes on the ceiling and her hands folded across her chest. He should give it to her; she did have a lot of nerves talking back at the Devil of Rome, raising her chin at him, matching his anger with defiance, despite knowing he had her life in his hands. Walking up to her, he reached his hand forward to help her down from the bed, but she ignored his outstretched hands, climbing down from the bed herself. He swallowed his annoyance. "I'll give you a piece of advice, ma'am." Maximo began, "Maybe if you stop running your mouth and acting like you could take him down, then he may pardon you." She turned to him with a raised brow and said, "And do I look like I give two fucks ab..." He touched his side, and she kept the remaining words to herself, looking away to the wall, and began to walk outside, the light white gown hugging her naked body underneath.
When his teeth touched her skin, she felt an electric shock coursing through her, causing her back to arch and giving her a little pleasure, telling her he still had that carnal power over her.His teeth sank into her flesh, and she winced, hands flying to his shoulders, hitting and pushing him off her.He snatched both her hands, pinning them to the bed above her head. His teeth found their way to her chest, sucking hard and feathering little bites that sent sharp pain into her head."Zayne," her breath was hitched when he lowered down to her belly, swiping with his tongue at her side, his eyes watching her squirm beneath him, kissing his way towards her navel."Zayne please!" Her voice sounded sober now, and he stopped, his fingers that had been digging into her wrist slowly relieving its pressure.Then he sighed and stood up from her, turning away so he didn't see her naked body but just hearing her sob, and grabbing the bedsheets up to her chest."Stop this, ok!" She cried, "I di
Two days later, she stood in front of the mirror, watching her reflection as a girl of about the same age as she wore the slim necklace on her neck, which accentuated her neckline. She swallowed when she saw the tiny red beads at the side, knowing he was making a statement.The gown was a slim, thin-strapped dress that had a slit down one side of her leg, and with heels that didn't fit her mood, Gia felt like a doll being dressed up by those women who weren't in any way gentle with her.But she would give it to them; they were good at what they did—the curls packed at the top of her head, letting some fringes drop down her face.She joined her hands together in front of her, and the music bouncing from the stairs and up to her room seemed to remind her of what she was about to witness.Aaron wasn't going to come; she only hoped he had more sense than to slip into Don's manor because it was going to be a masked party. Her eyes dropped to her red mask, and she swallowed, blinking the te
Her eyes widened and her breath hitched; she looked around, wondering if others heard the loud thud of her heartbeat, her hands freezing at the rim of the glass. "Gia, are you okay?" Aaron's voice came again, almost giving her seizures. She had to get him out of there, and she had to do it fast. She acted like she was choosing a drink. "Don't stare directly at me," she whispered fiercely, "and turn away now." He looked up at the ceiling, which wasn't satisfactory for her, but it would do until she talked him into leaving the manor without her again. She turned to look at Zayne to check if he was seeing them, but luckily for her, they were gathered around a table, he at the head, probably talking business. That would do. She looked at her side, trying to act calm, ignoring Aaron, who was dressed as a server in a white shirt and black suit pants. "You have to get out of here right now before Don sees you," she took a cup of champagne and raised it to her lips. "This is a trap, A
Gia's POV."I love you, Giana... And just like that, he was dead, gone in a way no one would even wish for their enemies; the pain he went through... and while he was staring at my face, the life was extinguished from him.I wanted to move; I wanted to scream, but nothing came. Zayne's mouth moved, but I wasn't hearing what he said, not even when he was in front of Maximo, who was close to me.And it seemed that as each second passed, it worsened. I felt like I was crumbling, but I was too weak to show it, even though I was fighting for my breath.But then eventually I stopped struggling with my breath; at the same time, the last tear dropped, and slowly I was beginning to hear my heartbeat, gradually coming louder in my ears.My eyes stuck on the hole in Aaron's head. His shoulders slumped, and I wanted to go over there and hold him, just so he was close to me and so I could feel safe even though he was dead.but I couldn't find the words. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't find the te