Vera’s POV.The moment David left this morning, I started packing my remaining clothes of mine. I didn’t even allow Irene into my room so she wouldn’t discourage me and make me stay back.It’s time I take charge of my life and build myself.I took my bath and fixed on my dress. A black leather trousers and a turtleneck shirt and boots.I tied my hair in a ponytail and glammed my face with little makeup. Then with a little bit of difficulty, I started pushing my bags outside.I have plans now. The modeling agency will call me for an audition and I told Sage to help me find a realtor who would get an apartment for me.So for now, I’ll be staying in a motel while preparing for the modeling audition. The creak of my bags as I dragged them over the floor attracted Irene’s attention and she came hurtling forward with wrinkled brows.“Vera…?” She stalls a bit, looking around as I drop the bag by the exit and hurry back to my room to gather the remaining ones.While climbing down the stair

Third Person POV. A short weary laugh escaped Peter’s lips. He gazed up at Andrei, coughing blood. Already Peter’s face had swelled up, credit to Andrei’s blows and punches.Just beneath the laugh escaping Peter’s lips was hatred. He hated Andrei. David. And whoever else was on his way to freedom.Getting his life roped up in the mafia’s hands wasn’t what he bargained for, but Peter was willing to fight for his freedom.He was but a slave to the mafia. Not even a ranking Byki. Just a slave. And he was tired of being that shitty thing.At least, back when he was in New York he had a good job. A good girlfriend and he was on the verge of being a father to the child he wanted not a child that came by happenstance.Only gambling ruined his life. Gambling brought him to the position he was in now. He wanted out. And the only means he could do that was to endure all the shits Andrei and David dished out.But while doing that he’d re-strategize. These men needed him alive, Peter concluded,

David’s POV. “That’s right, baby…you love me touching you?” I hum against her wet skin, pressing my lips on it. Even though Vera nodded, I didn’t notice only because I pinned my lips to her neck, feeling her pulse flutter against my lips.I pull her back against me, my dick probing the crack of her ass cheeks. My big palm still clings to her tit and I run my digits over her hardened nipples.“Fuck…” she cries and I growl, loving the way her body fits perfectly against mine. Her skin is so soft and willing to bend to my will.As the water run effortlessly between us, I grab Vera by the waist and shake her in such a way that she’ll rub her ass over my throbbing cock.Even as she does that, her breasts bounce. I love watching the naughty play we indulge in.I bend her forward, her head pressing lightly over the wall as I hold her waist firmly, making her grind on my dick without penetration.With Vera I love foreplay. I love everything when it comes to her. For someone who never loved

David’s POV.“I can’t believe Vera did that,” I whisper under my breath as I watch her Audi dive into the street, blending with other hordes of elegant cars. It’s still a shock to me that she chose to leave my cock for someone else.Who was it that called her? Damn, I so want to know.My heart jerks. And something similar to anger boils in my blood.Was it a man that called her? Fuck!A groan pulls from my lips as I shove my fingers through my hair in annoyance. God, I’m scared she might have met some other man in that damn modeling agency.Fuck it, I’m going to find out who that asshole is and fucking deal with him.Clenching my teeth together as my eyes trail along her car, I begin to back away from the balcony. I hightail it into the room, looking for my phone.I don’t know where Andrei is but I fucking want him to tail my girl.Spotting my phone on the cabinet of the ensuite bathroom, I grab it quickly and scale through, searching for Andrei’s number.With three slides through my

Vera’s POV.I cross the distance between Andrei and I and I pause, letting go of my dress while I lock gazes with him.Andrei keeps a straight face as he usually does. His eyes lack expression.Well, it’s not my first time seeing him trying to act cold. I’m already used to it.“I see you’ve been stalking me,” I state, my voice a little bit harsh. Andrei doesn’t move even a wink.“It’s my job that I’m doing.” He manages, looking straight ahead.I scoff at his words, narrowing my eyes at him as I comment. “Stalking me is your job?”“Protecting you is.” He affirms.“I can protect myself, Andrei!” I bark.I know I agreed with David to have Andrei as my personal security but that doesn’t mean he'll follow me around all the damn time. Even to a simple welcome party.“No, Vera. You’re David’s princess and as his princess, you need to be protected.”Hearing him call me David’s princess makes me smile inwardly. My belly explodes with raging butterflies. However, I steel my gaze and shoot word