Three hours earlier   Nadia's POV   I was pissed and angry at myself when I got back to my room. I should never have agreed to go with scarlet.   I tried to take in quick breaths to help me calm down, but I was still freaking furious. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do I bother myself with what he does?   He is an attractive young man, I'm sure he has a thousand and one girls that are more than willing to throw themselves at him.   I lay frustratingly on my bed thinking of what to do to help keep my mind from its unnecessary misery.  

Nadia's POV  My eyes peeled open slowly while my head banged like I was been hit by a heavy metal countlessly on it. I looked around to see that I was in a different room. The room was a modest one painted in white. I can't seem to remember how I got here. The last thing I remember was telling scarlet how I wanted to try stripping and pole dancing. I sprang up from the bed suddenly as thoughts of what might have happened to her flashed through my mind. My head felt light while I looked around the room. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror that was nicely placed next to the bed. My makeup was smeared, my hair messed up, I look nothing short of a crazy drug addict. The tiny garment I had had on could barely cover my sensitive parts. I will be damned if I showed this out in front of everyone. Just then, I heard a movement from the other room or so I thought, I quickly went back to the bed and had the duvet wrapped aroun

Lorenzo's POV  It's strange I mean the way I feel around her when she is standing next to me, when she looks at me, time seems to stop and nothing else matters. I have never had this type feeling or connection with anyone. I do all, I can to stay away from her these days after that we kissed at the shooting range.  I'm scared of the things my feelings for her will make me do, the length I'm willing to protect her, she drives me insane. It fucking sucks, that I am helplessly drawn to her. One big issue though, is the fact that we have not been able to get anything on her, no family record or whatsoever. It almost seems as if she has been completely wiped out of the face of the earth. “Are you not going to your room it's already past midnight” Vicenzo said. I looked at at the time and gave a tired sigh, deliberately avoiding answering his question. “All is set for tomorrow?” I asked “Yeah

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

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