"You thrill me little one. You make every damn principle of mine waver. You do it effortlessly...without even trying. Who are you really Amelia?" I asked, my eyes drinking in her facial features that have had me spell bound since the very first freaking second. She is the safe haven I run to after a day of dealing with blood and guns. "Just the least of your assets. Nothing more than something you own" Amelia said and she turned around to continue the dishes. I could feel her mixed hatred towards me. Her hatred was as alive as her desire. I held her hands and dropped the plate she was holding in the sink. I peeled the wet gloves off her hands before lifting her and placing her atop the counter. "What are you doing Massimo?" Amelia asked. Her voice low, so as to not attract anyone. "I don't seem to own you...you seem to own me" I said as I parted her legs - her gown hiking higher - and I stood in between them. "What do you..." Amelia started but I placed a finger across her lips. "I want you little one and I can't wait anymore" I said, my voice husky with desire and want as I pulled her waist closer to me. "Let me taste you Piccino..." I said. "Then have a taste...just a taste" Amelia said, wrapping her hands around my neck and shocking me to the core. "A taste it is..." I said before my lips came down on hers and my body hummed to how good she felt, smelt and tasted. I wanted her on my bed... I needed her in my life... I yearn.... ********* She was sold as a payment and he treasured her because he knew she was priceless...
Amelia's POV
Happy twenty years of staying alive in this damn world!!!
The only thing I'm grateful for is my best friend and Jacob's two sons that are like my very own siblings and nothing more. Every other aspect of my life is like a passing shadow...almost unnoticeable.
I plugged my ear pods in my ear and munched on an apple as I listened to a country song my parents used to dance to before they went to prison.
Yes...prison!
They happen to have murdered someone and now they are in prison.
'Lovely Major...Majorie
Pretty Major...Majorie' I hummed along until the song suddenly stopped and my ringtone sang to life.
I was getting a call...
I looked at the screen of my phone and the name that was displayed shocked me to my core.
"Andrew?" I asked no one in particular, just stunned that he is calling me after going MIA for a month.
I cleared my throat, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and ran a hand through my jet black hair before answering the call.
"Happy birthday Amelia" Andrew said, his voice ringing out and not sounding ecstatic.
"Thank you..." I replied.
"I can't talk for long but meet me at the coffee shop close to school" Andrew said quickly and before I could dish out the questions I had arranged in my guts, he hung up.
'The nerve of the guy!
Well, definitely I'm going because it is Andrew Matteo - the one I have liked for a very long time and even began to plan a possible future in my head with...before he suddenly vanished into thin air'
I arrived at the coffee shop like I had not been running and thinking of Andrew all the way.
I walked to the table where he was seated.
He was in a brown hoodie and he had the hood covering his head.
When I was a foot away from the table, he lifted his head and his eyes lit up on seeing me.
I almost smiled...almost!
He had good explanations to give to me.
He pulled me by my hand to the seat opposite him before sitting back on his.
"I know you probably hate me but I need you to listen to me Amelia.
I never meant to disappear from your life..." Andrew started but I cut him off. He was acting really strange.
"But you did," I said.
"Because..." Andrew said and he took a sneaky look around us to be sure no one was looking our way.
'Why?'
Facing me and maintaining eye contact, he said, "Because I was threatened..."
"Threatened? By who?" I asked wide eyed.
"By someone who claims to own you and the same goes for every other guy who has ever liked you..." Andrew said quickly.
Now I was at the edge of my seat.
'What the hell is going on? Could it be Jacob? Hasn't he traumatized me enough? Could that be why every other guy stops talking to me when our relationship is about to take a new turn?'
"What do you..how...I can't..." I stuttered.
"Take a look at this" Andrew said and he pulled out a note from his pocket.
"Stay Away from my Piccino or have your blood used as an ink to the next fool, just like this one was" The note read.
'What sort of ink is that?!
Ink!
It is no ink...it is the blood of someone...a human's blood'
I read it again and understanding sunk in me...fearful understanding!
That name the person had called me... 'Piccino!'
It means 'little one'.
I remembered who had called me that.
Don Massimo Dela Rosa Vladmiro...the mafia Don of the Vladmir family.
He called me by that word seven years ago, when my sister and her husband - Jacob Marciano - had sold me to him, to clear off their overdue debts.
He promised to come for me only when I turn twenty.
Twenty? Twenty!
I turned twenty today!
"Amelia...Amelia...are you listening to what I'm saying?" Andrew asked.
I did not wait for his next question before I jumped up from my seat and I dashed towards the door.
'He is definitely coming for me today!'
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me out of the shop, with Andrew hot on my heels.
Just as the cold air from outside caressed my face, a black van turned to its side before me and the doors flung open.
"Fanculo" I cursed for the first time in my life.
It was like a bad a** scene from a movie.
Tall, muscular and terrifying looking men with tattoos and ugly scars jumped down from the van.
I turned back to the transparent doors of the coffee shop and they were closed with Andrew behind it. Andrew had a sad look on his face as he watched one of the men put a handkerchief that definitely contained chloroform over my nose.
I refused to go with them like that and I tried to jab my elbows against whatever flesh it could come in contact with but there was no effect. I would become unconscious in a matter of seconds...
I decided to play to what they wanted and I acted like the chloroform had finally worked and like an actress, my head fell to my side. The hands on me finally relaxed and tried to lift me up but this was my cue to act.
Like a wild and feral cat, I bit into flesh and scratched at whatever that tried to stop me.
'I refuse to be like a property to a human that sees himself as a god on this earth, just because he is feared.
I.Don't.Care'
But, my will and resilience was not enough to help me.
The fabric was placed over my nose again and this time around, few seconds passed before I was drawn into a dark world...my consciousness taken from me.
The last view my memory decided to flash before me is that of Don Massimo from seven years ago.
His hair packed behind his head and his black coat that swayed behind him as he walked away, after finalizing the contract that would dictate the remaining days of my life.
I wonder what this next phase of my life holds.
But I just turned twenty...
Note: Fanculo means F**k.
āAnswer me honestly Serena. Did he kiss you?" Arsenio asked Serena. He had backed her against the wall, making her lose her one chance at escaping him. His body was tense and every nerve in him was on end as he awaited her response. āWhat is it to you Arsenio?! He might be a bad person but at least he knows what he wants and he sure as hell goes for it. You kiss me one moment and the next you tell me it's a mistake. You tell me how badly you want me and try to chase anyone who shows the least interest in me and yet you keep me at arm's freaking length. Enough Arsenio. I will do what I want to doā¦how I want to do it and with whom I choose. Hell, I'll even spread my legs wide open for Gerald if it would meanā¦ā Arsenio had heard enough and he quickly turned her to face the wall. He held her both hands with one of his above her head before he pressed his body so close to hers. āYou have been naughty, Bellisomo. Teased me to no end and made me go crazy countlessly. Now let's find out if your body agrees with your words ā Arsenio said and his fingers went missing under the short blue gown she had worn to test Gerald Mason. ******************** Arsenio Vladmiro - son to Massimo Vladmiro and Amelia Vladmiro finds out about his forbidden feelings for the one person he should not think of in that manner - Serena Toralba. She is the daughter to their familyās Consigliere and their parents raised the both of them in the same mansion together. He struggles between going for the girl he has always seen as a younger sister till seven years ago or letting her go. He had his pretty share of women in the world but the one woman he shouldn't want is the one his heart thrums for.
āIām sorry but I can't continue this. We have both gotten what we intended from fooling the world that we were actually a couple. It's time to go our separate ways Jarekā¦ like we said we would, ā Olivia said, hoping the tone of her voice would not betray her and convey her true needā¦her true desire. āToo late Liv.ā Jarek said stunning Olivia. āAs a Stark, itās my duty to uphold the rules of any binding and keep to my end of the bargain but with youā¦ With you, I plan on breaking every rule out there that exists as long as I keep on being yours. I can not bear to see you with another. It will kill meā¦ā Jarek replied and the last clause came out as a whisper as he tilted her chin up to face him properly. āI could go raving mad Miss Forte. Stay with me!ā His last words had stolen the other words she had rehearsed earlier, it had snatched the willpower Olivia thought she had perfectly. āKiss me Mr Stark. My name is Olivia and it feels pleasant to meet you, ā Olivia said as she ran her hands from his chest to his shoulders. He did not have time to react to her sub - introduction before he clasped his lips on hers. She hummed a moan at the familiarity of his lips that she had thought she would never get to experience again and she earned a groan from him as the āsupposedā reuniting kiss, intended to be soft and alluring graduated to something ferocious. Hands finding buttons, fingers sinking in hairā¦ ********************* Jarek Stark, the only son to the Stark Empire, was a mystery to the media. They know he exists but no one could tell who exactly he is. He worked as a lawyer in a law firm and got intrigued by a particular woman who wasn't fascinated by any of his charms. Her name, Olivia Forte. A woman with a strong sense of justice for others than herself. She is unaware that in the shadows she has a fan -a stalker - who uses his spare time to keep tabs on her. He makes no advances towards her because he was aware of the love she had for her boyfriend. That was until he cheated on Olivia. Seeing an opportunity to get close to her, he latches on it. Would Olivia still desire to be with Jarek when he becomes her boss and reveals his true identity to her and others? Would their relationship also be able to stand when she finds out his secret and also when he finds out her deleted past?!
āLorā¦Lord Kamazā Zelda moaned as she held onto Ragnarās shoulders. She could feel the temperature of his skin and he was cold to the touch but yet she felt like she was burning. āHow is it possible that someone this cold could transfer this level of heat?ā He had only placed a kiss on her neck and had run his tongue along a pulsing vein but she could feel how badly her core ached. He did not want to hold onto her, he was trying all he could so his hands would not grab her and that was the greatest form of torment he felt could come to him. Not even the angry looking gashes and slashes on his back from the whippings he had gotten could be compared. āThe whole Kingdom almost found out my secret today, little birdā¦ā He said as he brought his nose closer to her neck and took a much needed deep inhale. He closed his eyes as he savoured her scentā¦that scent that could only come from her. No one else had ever smelled so appealing in all his life. āI don't want you going to any of the chambers meant for the Upper Royals. I don't want them seeing you. I don't want them even thinking about you. I could have laid his head to rest today if those fingers of his had touched you.ā He said, recollecting how close he was to decapitating his half brother. āTell meā¦Did He Touch You?!ā He asked. Zelda's eyes flew open. She looked into his eyes and saw his eyes were still swirling a shade of red. It will be troublesome if he stays this way. She placed one of her hands on his face and he relished in the warmth of her skin. āHe didn't. You came before he couldā¦ā She said. He nodded his head and his eyes darted to that vein on her neck that was pulling him in. He didn't want to hurt her but yet he could hear the thrum of her blood and not tasting it was maddening enough. āYou need to go" He said and he removed his hands that had cornered her to the wall. She knew he was withdrawing from herā¦again. He was still trying to hold onto his title as the most revered Prince of Noble character, even in this moment because he didn't want to harm her. Instead of speaking, she stood on her tiptoes and placed a kiss on his lips. Her lips parted as she landed on her feet, her chest heaving as she wondered what he would do. The red in his eyes glazed, their hearts drummed in their ears and in a unified heartbeat, he lifted her up with his left hand and crashed his lips on hers. A groan from the depth of his desires quietened in the tangle of their tongues. She wrapped her legs around him and he leaned into her body on the wall. Her fingers sunk in his hair... ***************** Lord Ragnar Kamazotz is a vampire and the first ever of his kind. The beast in him only recognizes the tune of one ladyā¦his Zeda. In his earliest years, she was the only person that could calm him down or get him close to sanity with the help of her instrument. All that stopped when she was hung by the greedy members of the royal family and he slayed all those involved in her death He survived by relying on The Prophecy that promised her coming back. Seven centuries later, he meets her again and his world is at peace until scenes from the ancient days rise up in this present one, threatening to kill herā¦again! People called her his poison but he called her āhis Antidote.
āāZera..āā I said, her name falling off my lips and her presence rising strongly in my heart and in the bearings of my soul. āāZeus..āā She responded in a low voice that was coated with the essence of her gentleness and that was all it took for my lips to come down on hers. Knowing she is the one I have to worship and hold dear for the rest of my life, I kissed her in the opposite form of how my beast wanted me to take things. We have truly waited for so long for this moment and I needed to savour it. Her lips opened up to me like a flower and I took her lower and upper lips in adored turns but then the heat of our bodies changed the course of direction my silent heart-made vow had intended. ************* This is the story of high school enemies who found out they were mates on a day when war broke out between their packs. One of them gives up the pack that has built the individual over the years for the other and bears a heavy resentment. While the other who bears the burden of rulership, carries an undying grudge towards the other. Four years later, they meet and gradually their differences and supposed hatred begin to fall apart. Meet Zera Sheriff and Zeus Raphael.
"You know I am not spewing nonsense Karen. Yes, your wolf might not be there to witness within you that I am yours but you can't deny the fact that you are drawn towards me, somehow, somewhere within, you know!" Karen was breathing hard, she could not believe what she just heard. What Ralph said was the truth and that was why she had been trying to push him far from her. āMy mate???ā "But there is no way to prove it" Karen said with her chest heaving up and down. "There is" Ralph said and his eyes were fixed on hers intently. "How?" Karen asked and her voice came out as a whisper. She was paralyzed by the scorching blazes of Ralph's eyes and the sincerity she could feel from his words. Ralph leaned into her without his body touching hers and took her lips in his. She wanted to push him off but the strength of his hands held her in place and he deepened the kiss. She surrendered and her lips soon followed the pace that his, had set. It was gentle, promising and sent fiery messages all over her skin. Ralph soon let go of her hands and placed his body by hers on the bed as the kiss continued and grew into something ferocious. Their tongues began to play tag and their lips sought dominance over the other. Her hands held unto his shirt and his hand lifted the hospital shirt she had on and began to caress the side of her belly. Karen pulled away from the kiss as she sought air. "Now, do you know how?" Ralph asked. ********************* Meet Ralph Hernandez - the Supreme Alpha of all werewolves and lycans alike and his mate - Karen Zane. She won't bend to his whim because he is the Supreme Alpha, especially when she thinks he is her father's murderer. Follow them on how Karen makes the cold hearted Supreme Alpha Ralph Hernandez fall helplessly in love with her, only for her to leave him - despite her feelings for him. Would Ralph be able to find Karen? Would Karen find out who killed her parents and rescue them from the wickedness of her cousin?
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
The Lloyds' family had only one son, Xavier. He was a billionaire businessman. He was dubbed the "contemporary Midas." They call it the Xavier touch since every firm he owns succeeds. All of his business rivals would do anything, if not everything, to see him lose his touch. His father demanded that she marry soon, or he would find him a wife. But he had no desire to marry. Eunice Dawson, an illegitimate kid, has been living with her father and his family since her mother died. She stated that she intended to lead a normal life. However, things are growing more difficult. Her stepmother and half-sister are not fond of her. Her boyfriend, whom she thought loved her, abandoned her in favor of Irene, her step-sister. Her father was never angry with Irene, instead telling her to just let things go. that her lover was more interested in Irene than in her. She felt lonely and heartbroken. What is Xavier's reason for not desiring a wife? What would happen if Eunice ran away from her father's home?
For the sake of their company, Atasha Rae was forced to marry the known heartless billionaire, Lorcan Amadeus. But it only took her a week as his wife because later on, he suddenly wants a divorce immediately. So as he wished, she signed the divorce paper even after admitting to herself that she was somehow starting to fall inlove with him. Heart badly wounded, she ran away from his life. Until she discovers that she's pregnant with his child and as a result, she ends up with no choice but to keep it a secret. Out of Lorcan's awareness, she's keeping a secret that would lead him to an overflowing regret. Because for a week of their fallen marriage beyond repair, she's carrying the billionaire's heir.
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly... āBitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!ā Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Reneaā¦ However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasperās hand and tried to explain, āJasper, it was not what you thinkā¦ Iā¦ I canā¦ā Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, āLetās call of the wedding. I canāt marry a woman like you.ā After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop Renea chase after Jasper... But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter... They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed... However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile... She was back... However, this time... she was back for revenge...
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancƩ cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancƩ and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancƩ bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?
I ran after I died. The moon goddess gave me another chance to live. Married to a ruthless Lycan that was rumored to be cursed by the moon goddess herself. But I was killed by his minion... behind the bars of her torment... A new story began and he battled with his demons, in a world where truth was far fetched. I was his pawn, his toy, his game...until I discovered one night, when I was soaked in blood that I regretted the day I met him. I'd given up the Lycan beast, to marry a monster. I fled from the Alpha of Bloodmoon Park, the gruesome Lycan that every person feared, to be with this man that seemed soft at first glance. It made me wonder, what if I had stayed? The gruesome Lycan might be fearsome but I never heard him pierce a woman's heart with his claw. In a world where wolves howled at the moon and the lines between man and beast are blurred, danger lurked through the shadows, after the day I married the beast that visited my bed every night. Caught in a web of betrayal and deceit, the man I had fallen in love with had become the monster I wished I could flee from. A deadly threat to my life especially when I realized he was getting married to my step sister, the same girl that made my life hell when I was an omega. I wished I could get my revenge, but how could I, when I was lying in a pool of my own blood, dead? Will the goddess grant me another chance?