Romeo POVI watched as she hurried inside her room. All of these feelings are foreign to me, and I have no idea how to manage them. I felt possessive and afraid when I heard her say she wanted to work. I know this is the dumbest thing I've ever done in my life, yet something in me pushes me to do it. I'm afraid she'll abandon me. Just like everyone else.It’s not that I didn’t sense her presence this whole week. Whenever I came back from work exhausted from my responsibilities I always went to see her. Watching her sleeping so calmly brought peace in me."Romeo, are you sure everything is okay?" Luca asked. I nodded my head and went towards the bar attached to my living room, taking a whisky to drink."You know there’s a meeting today with clients, and Antonio would be there too; you can handle that, right?" Luca asked concern etched on his face. “I don’t want you to be in a bad mood again,” he said. I sighed. Yes, how can I forget that I've got to defend myself as the areas under my

Romeo POVRage is a powerful feeling that flows through one's blood like a roaring fire. It is a powerful and primitive force that swallows logic, releasing a torrent of raw and untamed energy. That's what I felt as I marched out of the room, followed by Luca. My mind is consumed by the vile act I had just committed."Romeo..." Luca yelled as he raced to keep up with me. I knew what he was going to say. I almost killed an associate, which might lead to additional internal turmoil inside our organization, but I don't care. They have to respect me. I demand respect and obedience from them. I'm not going to let them walk all over me."Not now, Luca. Let's talk about this tomorrow. I'm sick of it all. I need to rest." I remarked this as I turned left into the hallway that leads to the resort's main entrance. Luca said nothing, knowing perfectly that talking at this moment will not bring us any conclusions. What has been done is done.His phone buzzes as he digs it out of his pants, saying

Julia POV Even as those words spilled from his lips, they held no power over me. Not a single bit of it affected me. I had endured far worse humiliation and abuse from my own family than this feeble attempt. I could handle it all. But deep down, fear gripped me, not because of him, but because of them. Their leering eyes followed my every move from where I lay. I fought to control the tears welling up inside my eyes, determined not to let them see my vulnerability. Why was I always the one subjected to such abuse? What had I done to deserve this? I wanted to ask him why he was doing this. But how could I? Was it because of that slap? If only he knew that it had all happened because of him. What was he blaming me for? “I didn’t put you in a difficult situation, did I? You’re a pole dancer before, this is no different.” he sneered. Anger burned his eyes, yet there was a hint of uncertainty. It was as if he was compelled to act this way, forced into it. His words created a chasm betwee

Julia POVThe car ride to his new house was marked by a tense silence. As we approached the city's outskirts, I noticed him veering off course onto a familiar street I knew all too well."Why are we going this way?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me."You should visit Mrs. Camellia before we leave the city. We don't know when you'll have another opportunity," Romeo replied, his tone devoid of any intention to engage in conversation. I felt a pang of gratitude mixed with longing. Being separated from mama had left a void in my heart, and I longed to hear her comforting voice. "Thank you," I said, my words sincere and heartfelt. Staying away from her had been unbearable, and I wanted to ensure she was doing well. I had considered calling her, but facing her in person seemed like a daunting task.As we turned into the familiar street, the Mercedes came to a halt in front of my building. The driver opened the door for me, and Romeo's voice echoed in my ears. "I'll be waiti

Julia POVI stood rooted in place, completely deaf ear to his question, as my attention was captivated by his striking body. Despite the danger he emits, there is an undeniable attraction toward him that stirs something within me. Yes, I must admit, I felt a twinge of attraction. As he began to approach me, I instinctively took a step back, only to collide with the door."I’m sorry, I mistakenly entered the wrong room. Please don't worry; I'll leave immediately," I blurted out hastily, attempting to regain my composure. I reached for the doorknob, but to my surprise, he swiftly closed the door, trapping me inside."You know, Julia, you’re quite an interesting person. You wandered into my room even after I had just threatened you a moment ago. I don’t know what I should call you." he said. Did he think I entered his room on purpose? I rolled my eyes.A little courage welled up within me, making me meet his gaze. "You won't harm me," I asserted.He raised an eyebrow, visibly taken aback