MIGUEL POV"You are a fucking coward! First, it was Margo and now you are going on dates with other women" Delia yelled, her chest heaving as she stood over me.God! Why did I ever only get with the craziest women? "Delia for goodness sake, I came here to be with you tonight so what the hell is all this drama""All this drama is because I am tired. I'm tired of being understanding... For how long do I have to live in the shadows while you gallivant around with other women? You told me that I only had to wait for a few years and you'd get rid of Margo, but it's been five years already Miguel, and I am still your Mistress""Enough of this" I shouted, slamming my hand on the table in front of me and getting a thrill from the way she flinched. "You're going to do this for as long as your family owes me, do you hear me? So fucking quit your whining. The only reason you are still alive is because I love and protect you. Your father still owes me a lot of money Delia, so I think you should b

RAPHAEL BATISTA POVI'd kissed her and I couldn't stop thinking about it. Every time I shut my eyes, I could remember every minute detail despite being drunk, her soft lip, her heady taste, and the way her hands on my skin had felt like shock waves bringing me back to life.It had been so mind-blowing that at first, I thought it was because I had been high off the alcohol and hence all the feelings had been enhanced but even now, just thinking and reminiscing about the kiss had me adjusting myself in my pants.I jerked into a sitting position and cursed. Why her of all people and I'd even confessed to her that Eve was my first love... I just hated the way she looked at me as if I was a monster and I'd also wanted someone to believe me. They'd all judged me without giving me a chance to defend myself and I'd borne the burnt of their hate without a care... I was used to the hate anyway, but I didn't want Scarlet to hate me. I wanted her to stop looking at me with such disgust on her fa

MARGO POVRaphael had almost killed Miguel. It had been a wake-up call and maybe now Miguel would finally see that I was the only one who could truly protect him.Scarlet, that bitch, she had just stood there with a crazed look in her eyes as if she waiting for Raphael to deliver the final blow that would take him out... The desire to see more blood had been clear as day on her face and I had thought I was the crazy one.There was something about her and the way she'd targeted me and Miguel... Was she playing a game... Was this some sort of power trip she went on when she got bored? No matter how I looked at it, I just didn't get why she'd come after my family.It didn't matter now. She'd started this game and I was going to finish it... She thought she was all that and that I'd lost everything, but when she was no longer breathing then we'd know who the winner truly was, because I was going to kill her, after torturing her that is. I grinned at the thought and the vivid imagination

RAPHAEL BATISTA POVShe was staring at me, her eyes blown so wide I could see the swirls of green morphing together to form a symphony of spell-binding patterns. They had always been beautiful and calming, so why did I feel so much rage even as I gazed at her? I clenched my fist, her words replaying over and over in my head... "I really do want you but if I am going to have you, I want you all to myself. I do not share"And that was after she'd leaned in to kiss him. She'd pressed her lips underneath his ear, she'd smiled at him, and she'd promised to protect him... Just the thought had my vision going hazy with rage. I wanted to rip my skin off my bones If only It Would get rid of how raw I felt..."What the hell did you just call me" she asked, drawing my attention to her lips, the ones that she had used to touch Miguel. God damn it, her lips were mine... I should have just killed the bastard. I could still taste the feeling of euphoria as I punched him over and over again... He

SCARLET POVI shouldn't have called him a rapist when I had a lot of reason to believe that Raphael was not guilty of raping me in the past, especially after I had listened to Bianca's recollection of what she had witnessed that night. I could also remember that, that morning he had been just as surprised to see me when he'd gotten up...They said drunk people always spoke the truth, and he'd literally blamed himself for failing to protect me... So I was going to forgive him and cut him out of my revenge plan, but he needed to stop hovering over me and messing with my head... If he continued to dig, he was going to find out kinds of stuff about me... Maybe he already has judging from everything he'd dumped on me the day before.If I didn't put a stop to his obsession, he was going to ruin all of the plans that were already in motion. He already knew so much as it was.He was going to get in the way... It was already bad that every time he came near me my brain refused to do whatever I