"You are mine. I own you. Nobody... no one, gets to know how you taste. I will kill for you. I will kill anyone who touches a strand of hair on your head. No one dares to look at you the way I do. It is not a request. I do not beseech you. It is a threat," his dangerously deep voice whispered in her ear. "You... you are getting worked up. I am just your mistress." "No. The moment you sign on those papers, you belong to me. You are mine for the rest of your life. No one... gets you. You are my property, Malyshka." === To Leilani, rule number one was: Never date a married man. However, when the freakishly hot devil disguised as the cruelest mafia lord, Diego took a sudden interest in her, all of her rules got bent right before her eyes and unfortunately for her, there was nothing she could do. He would not take no for an answer. He was worse than fear. He was worse than death... and he would kill anyone who opposed him. He was not the average man. He was Don Killian Diego, and he found pleasure most in killing.
~~~LEILANI~~~
"Where is that bitch?!"
She covered her mouth with her palm as she heard the holler from her father and then crawled gently to her room.
When she entered, she opened her little wardrobe and then entered it.
Thank God she was alone at home. Thank God her little brother was not home.
She settled uncomfortably in the wardrobe and then covered her mouth tightly with her hand.
He must never find her here.
She could only hope anyway.
This man always finds her wherever she hides.
She just could never get away from him.
A girl could only hope. She could only wish for help.
Help was never going to come. Maybe not there.
"Leilani..."
When she heard his voice getting closer, she pressed her lips together, closed her eyes and her breathing muffled.
Fear blanketed her.
Her whole body trembled as she felt his presence in the room.
Her heart palpitates terribly.
She could feel it in her mouth.
She clasped her sweaty palms together as tears dripped down her cheeks.
She was still healing from the previous beating that she had received from the man.
"Gotcha!"
She sat still even though she knew that the wardrobe door was open and her father was just standing a few inches away from her.
"Hide and seek is over, bitch," he said and she raised her head gently.
She sniffed as she dropped her fluttering eyes on him and then shook her head gently.
"Were you hiding from me?
She tightened her grip on her clasped hand as she shook her head.
"You crazy little bastard!"
He yelled, grabbed her hair, and then pulled her out of the wardrobe.
~~~
I screamed out as he raised his hand to hit me and then I opened my eyes.
Okay.
It was a dream. No. A nightmare.
I breathed out as I looked around the room and slammed my palm on my face.
My heart was still racing and I wished there was a way to tell this little broken heart of mine that it was a nightmare and that he was not here.
Maybe I will never recover from this.
Maybe I would always think that he was around and was going to hit me again.
This was not the life I chose but this was probably the life I would die with.
It was a good thing I was alone at the moment. If my brother had heard me scream that way, he would have been worried as usual.
Sluggishly, I got out of bed.
If that is even considered a bed- and then moved over to the bowl that I had placed in the middle of my little room overnight.
I looked inside it and sighed as I saw the water in it.
It had rained and I had placed it there as my roof was leaking.
I carried the water, moved over to the little plant I kept in the corner of my room, and poured it on it.
•You are barely surviving. How dare you think you could keep a plant.•
I sighed as my inner thought attacked me and I breathed out again.
I knew the little plant was probably vexed at me too. There was no sunlight in this room, so keeping it here was like telling it to die.
Maybe I was actually keeping the flower in the dark room to portray how much my life is withering away just like it withers with no sunlight.
Still, I wouldn't let it go.
I thought it was cute and that I could keep it.
I smacked my tongue as my phone beeped which indicated that it was time to wake up.
As usual, I had woken up before my alarm.
I guess setting up an alarm was just like an alternative when I sleep off.
Not like I could though.
I arranged my bed while I hummed gently and when I was done, I moved over to the bathroom and then began my morning business there.
It was quarter to six in the morning and I should be out of the house by six. Hopefully.
***
I looked at myself in the little, broken mirror for the last time before I moved out of the house.
I kept the key under the foot mat just in case my brother arrived home before me and then walked out of the apartment.
As I walked down the bumpy street, I hummed which was just a resort of getting my mind off my thoughts.
Glancing through my phone again, I widened my eyes as I realized that I could miss the bus if I did not increase my pace, and then...I ran.
~~~
"Leila!" Freya screamed as I entered the cafe and got behind the counter.
"It's Leilani, madam," I rolled my eyes as I snatched my apron from her and then wore it.
"Is there any difference between Leilani and Leila?" Freya rolled her eyes.
"A lot. Leila means night."
"And Leilani?"
"Someone's walking in, talkative," I smacked my tongue as I moved over to the counter.
"Good morning," I flashed a smile.
"Good morning. Can I have four cups of Iced Americano to go?" She asked.
Not like it was a question though.
It's not like I could tell her that, "No. I'm not going to take your order!"
"Sure, on it!" I said as I prepared to make her order.
"Cash or Card?" I asked after I dropped her order on the counter.
"Card," she said and removed her card from the purse.
After I had finished attending to her, I dipped my hand in my pocket, removed my phone, and then browsed through my contact list.
"You better not get caught," Freya chuckled as she moved over to the next customer.
"I'll be quick."
"Hey, you better get ready to do some explanation when you get home tonight. How could you spend the night out without telling me first?" I sent the message and then returned the phone to my pocket.
"Can I take your order?" I asked the lady who stopped in front of me.
"A cup of iced latte," she said and I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
"Just a second, please," I pleaded and removed my phone.
"I'm sorry, sis. My phone was down last night. I'll be home soon. Can you wire me some cash, please?"
Tsk.
I hissed and returned my phone to my pocket.
"I'll make your order now, I'm sorry," I said and moved over to the machine.
After I had delivered her order, I nudged Freya and gestured to her that I was coming.
As I entered the room, I brought out my phone, logged in to my bank app, and then checked my account balance.
As I saw the little or no amount in there, I sighed and pressed my lips together.
Maybe when I get my paycheck for the day, I will send it to him.
He was my brother, after all. And I had placed us in this situation .
Her long black hair had completely turned into silver. Her nails had grown into claws. Her brown eyes had turned into blood red and green smoke was coming out of her body. At that moment, she looked like an ancient demon! "What am I?" Tiffany tilted her hair and walked towards Miya. "Stay back! Don't come closer!" Miya screamed and fell to the ground. What the hell was this new girl in their school?! *** Hell was loosed on the day the forbidden tree in the mountain of Sabalem got set on fire by a totally ignorant man. The wicked ancient demon trapped in the tree rushed out, slightly injured, and went in search of an innocent soul to hide in, to recover. ~~ She was the child. The child that was trapped with a demon. The child the ancient demon entered. Only one person was her freedom. He could tame the demon, yet could make it get unleashed.
The mafia's possession. Subtitle; You became mine the moment you stole from me. Synopsis. "Heaven knows I did not mean to do this to you," Melanie said as she stared at the unconscious man lying before her then at the dollar bill she had stolen from him. She did not doubt that the money would be enough for her mother's surgery. ** Melanie was on her way to the grocery store a few months later when she bumped into someone. She creased her forehead and wondered where she had seen those green eyes piercing dangerously into her blue eyes. ''You should watch where you are going, Miss Melanie Tatum.'' The man even knew her name! She widened her eyes in utmost surprise. ''Do I know you?'' She asked, slowly. The man said nothing but only chuckled. Melanie turned to leave when his strong hand grabbed her arm. ''I see you had a very good life with my money, Melanie,'' The man said in an accent. ''W...which money?'' Melanie shuttered. ''The money you stole, Sweetheart.'' He smiled dangerously, tightening his grip on Melanie's arm. Melanie widened her eyes as she remembered the man in front of her. Damn! Her world will never remain the same. Writer; Zohaa.
It was a big day for Camilla. She looked forward to marrying her handsome groom. Unfortunately, he abandoned her at the altar. He never showed up throughout the wedding. She was made a laughingstock in front of all the guests. In a fit of rage, she went and slept with a strange man on her wedding night. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. To her dismay, the man refused to let her be. He pestered her like she had stolen his heart on that night. Camilla didn't know what to do. Should she give him a chance? Or just stay away from men?
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
He has all the traits that you wished for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's inlove. He's inlove with her. For him, she was the completion of his dream, a perfect wife and a mother to be with his children. He would give her everything including his own life. He would sacrifice his world for her. But she left him. She betrayed him. She broke his heart into pieces. And he turned into a cold, heartless, rude and an arrogant billionaire, who would do everything to show her that she's no longer important into his life. Even though the truth is the opposite of what he is doing. His heart still aching for her. And that's when he met me. I applied as his Personal Assistant to fulfill my bucket list of dreams. To explore my life and experience everything. He offered me a deal. He asked me to marry him just to show his ex that he already moved on. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "She's pregnant." He blurted out and i almost stumbled on where i am standing. I just gripped the backrest of the couch to support my weight. The pain creeping in my heart is unbearable but i managed to stay calm. "Wow! Congratulations!" I said faking my excitement as i remembered him saying... -cheating would not be the reason to break our marriage- of course i couldn't accuse him of this as 'cheating' because she was the real reason why we are pretending as a couple. He still love her. He's still inlove with her. And that's when i made the biggest decision in my life. Taking all my strength and a piece of my heart that still hanging on a thin rope... I left him. Taking also my biggest secret in me... that i've already fallen inlove with him. And somehow i learned a lesson; 'Loving someone who doesn't love you back isn't as hard as loving someone who still inlove with his ex and who only uses you to get her back again into his life..'
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
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