GIULIA“Fuck,” I groaned.Everywhere was quiet when I woke up. I expected to find myself in a torture chamber or someplace close enough, but that wasn't the case. The magnificent chandelier that hung on the ceiling, the subtle light infiltrating from the window on my right and the pleasant scent of Jasmine gave the room a homey ambience.My head hurt, but not as bad as it did when I awakened…Wait a damned minute! I swiftly sat up on the bed, only to recoil at the searing pain in my head. It felt like my skull was about to be split in two.I placed my right hand on my forehead and tightened my eyes to stop the pain. Had I known this would happen, I wouldn't have risen as fast as I did. “Fucking hell!”“Are you okay?” A voice inquired from the doorway.At the sound of the familiar voice, I removed the palm on my forehead and turned towards the pervert standing by the door.“You?!” I pointed at him, scrunching my nose in detest. “What are you doing here?!”“This is my house,” he respon
GIULIAThe Lord of the underworld?To claim it shocked me would be an understatement of the century. I was thunderstruck. Who would have guessed that the man I had a run-in with was a Mafia Lord?A knock came on my door not too long after the blabbing housemaid left. I didn't bother looking at the door because I perceived it would be the maid, since she promised to return.The housemaid didn't say a word for close to a minute. There was a conspicuous silence between us before I sighed. “What did you bring for me?” I turned to face her, only to freeze when I discovered who it was.The pervert stood with his back to the door and his arms folded. It had only been a week since I last saw him, but he had changed immensely. He looked colder compared to the last time, and his eyes were bloodshot. His hair seemed to have gotten longer and his scar more pronounced. The black shirt he was putting on had four buttons undone.I sat up on the bed, eyes focused on him. Somehow, knowing how dangerou
MARK"... YOU ARE STUCK WITH ME..."Huh?!I quirked my brows at her. "Excuse me?" I said after some seconds of thinking and concluding that she wasn't kidding. "What is that supposed to mean?"Now, she seemed to realize what her words implied, but she did nothing to explain herself or say when she was going to leave."I am not going anywhere until I pay my debt," she repeated stubbornly. "We are stuck together."Did I make a mistake buying her from Eric?? I had always been called stubborn—especially by my dad—but I wasn't prepared for this level of stubbornness.Giulia was a walking mass of trouble and madness. Mother Mary, help me, she was already taking my mind on my troubling day. "Giulia, you need to leave ASAP.""Oh, you called me by my name," she smirked. "That's a first.""I called your name before tossing you the ID," I replied with a scoff. "You were not addressing me. You were simply trying to rub my age in my face.""Are we seriously arguing about this?!" I exhaled, turn
MARK... to control humans, you need to be in control...The message came back to memory after breakfast. My uncle, Diamelo, who was the founder of the empire, always rang it in my ears like a reminder whenever I had issues with any of the men."Humans are like an excited dog," he would say. "A leash is all you need to keep them in place."And as much as I hate to admit it, the leash had either gone slack or had snapped.Either way, it wasn't a good thing.I had to remind them who ran the fucking empire. They needed a reminder of the ruler of Madrid.Even the police couldn't do anything if I wanted to fish out all my goons and raid the city. The entire police force dreaded me, anyway. It was worse that none of them had anything of evidence against me.Reliable witnesses were always taken care of by Kenzo."I'm ready..." Kenzo called from the doorway. I nodded at him in satisfaction after seeing him in cargo pants and a large cardigan—a fit that easily concealed guns."I'm ready too,"
GUILIAI couldn't tell how it started. It could have been because of the day I almost fell down the stairs but was caught by the same guy I called a pervert. Or it could be the time he helped me reach up the shelves because I was unable to reach it. Many things transpired between us, so much that it made me fall for the same man I once loathed. I couldn't even contain my emotions whenever he was next to me. I was always smiling like a moron. It was my first time being in love, you can't fault me for that. I thought I wasn't mapped out for such feelings until I got to spend time with him. All the maids feared him, though they admired him from afar. I was the only one who wished to be next to him. Call me an idiot, and I will answer. That was what I was, a stooge for falling for the mafia lord. I knew how dangerous his profession was when I chanced in on Kenzo torturing a man. Yet, it didn't change my mind. “Giulia?” the chief maid called out, startling me from my thoughts. I snapp
GUILIAI wouldn't mind the job at all if it meant I got to see the package down there. I could even imagine how huge he—“What the hell are you doing in my room, Giulia?!” He yelled.Startled, I raised my head to look at him. He looked pissed, with the way his eyes focused on the picture frame in my hand. I had to drop it back before turning to him, smiling like a fool.“Oh, Mark! I didn't see you there!” I joined my hands behind me and tried not to stare at the droplets of water on his chest. His pink nipples and light-brown areolas turned me on more than anything else. I had never felt a man was attractive before, but that was until I got to know Mark.The scar on his face added to the charm. He looked so much like the gang leader he was, and very much more. I never knew I loved dangerous men until I got to know him. “What. Are. You. Doing. In. My. Room?” He enunciated each word, still looking at me with narrowed eyes. “… I… I came to clean!” I raised the blue towel I came in with
MARKMy chest heaved like I had just returned from battle. Well, didn't I?There were so many questions that needed to be asked, and the answers my brain could provide weren't sufficient to sate me.My toes were curled. I took note of this when I looked at my feet, and—"FUCK!" I gritted my teeth. When the hell did I get hard?! That bitch did nothing but touch my nipples, and I was rocking a hard-on from that!Thank goodness my dick was wise enough to wait until the danger was well out of view.Yes, that was exactly the description I could give Giulia: DANGEROUS...And the danger was something I was accustomed to, after all, I literally exchanged bullets in close range with fuckers for a living, but when danger came with a mixture of a feeling I couldn't place my mind on, that was real DANGER!I was housing a stranger in my house, allowing her access to almost all the chambers (even my room!!!!) and now letting her get me up—and leave me unsatisfied?And why the hell would that fuckin
MARKLove?The word was almost strange, almost alien to me. I couldn't remember anything as little as an emotional connection with anyone after I left Seattle... and June.Just as I expected, over the years, I had women who were ready to buy a ring, help me propose, and sponsor a lavish wedding in Paris or any of the other mentally stereotyped lush locations women believed was a sign of abundant wealth, but the appeal wasn't there.There was a great difference between sex and love, and as far as I was concerned, I seemed to have only enjoyed the former."You have been throwing questions at me like a nagging wife," I said after a moment of deliberate thinking. "Or do you have thoughts of going after her?"I swear, if I hadn't heard Kenzo's soft breathing behind me, I could have sworn that he had disappeared into thin air.He didn't answer for some time. I frowned.Was he interested in Giulia?No, he can't be, right?The thought of him with Giulia, touching her, kissing her, smiling int