"I heard you married that old Draco's daughter? Damn she was quite famous with words all around because of her curves and beauty. I was wondering how she would taste-.." **DASHHH** The sentence remained incomplete. Blood spilled out of man's head as a hole right on his forehead was created in the unpredictable moment. The deep angry sound of Alejandro's gun creepied the walls of the huge meeting room. His chest rose up and down as he shot him with no hesitation. Not caring about any outcome too. He had absolutely no hint of regret on his face while holding the gun up as he looked at the now dead trash who spoke shits about his wife just seconds ago. Such a dumb human. Standing up from his seat the next second with his eyes red, he looked monstrous with his dangerous aura. "Feed him to the dogs!" He ordered as the two guards smirked at the pleasant view in front of them. No one messes with their boss indeed but this dumb man tried to be too bold and messed up with boss's woman. What an end he received.
"Stop kidding. 3 million dollars for this trash? Are you fucking high!"
A man on his late 30s yelled at the tanned toned man sitting majestically straight opposite of him.
Even the air around him was filled with richness. His pair of ocean eyes were dark that yelled immense power though still he chose to remain quiet to that insult.
The man's yell didn't bother him a bit as he still sat with his legs crossed maintaining his powerful aura.
But quite opposite of him, his men in all black standing behind him perked up at the scene of the angry client yelling at their master, with no acknowledgement of any dark consequences.
Muscles tensed up in clear anger as the two men in all black, took a step forward ready to deal with the disrespectful client who dared to raise his voice against their master but just the man with his straight face raised his hand gesturing his men to halt at their respective places.
Obeying the order of their master, they backed off quietly with their jaw tightly clenched.
Master Alejandro, the throne holder of Garcia's was no easy man to toy around.
The angry client snorted at master Alejandro's action as his one hand settled on his waist while he kept his firm glare on him with a hint of mockery and challenge.
He was playing with fire now.
"1.5 and we are done!"
The man bargained but only the sound of unamused chuckles were heard from ahead.
Deep and dark.
"I ain't doing no charity here, 3.5 it is!"
Master Alejandro spoke with his voice firm, dominating the air around the hall.
The client became dumbfounded while looking at him with his eyes wide opened as master Alejandro straight away ignored his bargain, in fact without any warning he increased the amount as if he cared less about the deal.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
Another shout of anger rang around the silent meeting room as master Alejandro still remained quiet to that.
The client was evidently pissed off at this point, it wasn't like he wanted to be there but he had no choice instead.
Garcia's weapons are believed to be the best ones in comparison to any other mafia's owned arms.
Their arms had class and also they had their very own tag on it making it a brand.
Leaving all those things aside, smuggling with Garcia's was a lot safer than any other mafia leader. Master Alejandro's policies were clean even though he'd play dirty when he'd want to.
Master Alejandro had connections with the higher ups, in another words he was feeding the government silently. He had his control over the whole damn system as his smugglers obviously never got caught while delivering the arms and drugs or what not, you just name it.
Anything with Garcia's name on it was legalised around the continent even though those were illegal.
The almighty throne holder was the god damn system himself.
As a result he was the most powerful mafia lord of Europe.
Many feared him and many obviously wanted to create alliance with him for a safer guard to benefit themselves out of his name.
Having all those royalties coming along with his arms, he had the price of hell and obviously an impossible attitude to deal with.
"4!"
Master Alejandro spoke again, bored, tearing the moment of silence with his eyes blank making the client's hands ball up in utter frustration, he was indeed a manipulating man.
This was not it.
His arms surely were of best quality but the client was now getting pissed by the behaviour of him.
He though glared at master with anger but there was also a hint of silent mischievousness.
His mind flicked something as he smiled weirdly.
Now seeing master Alejandro still silently unbothered, he wanted to pull his string.
He wanted to see master act up.
"4 million dollars and your wife for a night!"
The man stated with no hint of shame.
That's when master Alejandro's head rose up to look at him for a better view.
Eyes darkened in absolute anger the same minute, his jaw clenched making the client kind of proud to be able to get his first reaction.
He successfully triggered him.
Just to test him more the client chuckled at his own feeling full of himself, he obviously got what he wanted but he decided to play along a little more, unknown to the upcoming destruction which was waiting for him ahead.
"Well, I heard you married Fernandez's second daughter? Damn she was quite famous with words about her curves and beauty. I was wondering how would she taste-"
**DASHHH**
The sentence remained incomplete.
Master Alejandro's eyes turned red as he aimed the weapon on the man, pulling the trigger in a matter of second.
Blood spilled out of the man's head as a hole right in the middle of his forehead was created in that unpredictable moment.
The deep angry sound of master Alejandro's gun creeped the walls of the huge meeting hall.
His chest rose up and down as he shot the man dead with no hesitation.
Not caring about any outcome too. He did not care one bit about the consequences.
All that bothered him was the man, whom he shot without any regret or whatsoever as he looked at the now dead trash who spoke shit about his wife just seconds ago, lying lifeless on the ground.
Such a dumb human.
Standing up from his seat the next second with his eyes still red, master Alejandro looked monstrously scary with his dangerous aura.
"Feed him to the wild dogs!"
Master ordered as the two guards standing behind him smirked at the pleasant view in front of them.
Indeed. What an end he received!
Nobody messes with their master but that dumb man tried to be too smart and took the lady of honour's name in front of the throne holder so boldly.
There was this sole thing in this world that could get master Alejandro react that way, it was his woman. Madam Genelia...
He could care less about anyone else.
Parting his lips, Jordan placed the burning cigarette on his mouth and stood up from his seat before walking towards his shelves containing all his important documents related business, but soon there a light tug on his arm stopped his actions. It was her, he knew it cause no one other than her had the audacity to enter and exit his cabin without his permission. His wife, Hattiea. Or maybe the woman pretending to be his wife? Jordan's dark eyes landed on the culprit immediately with darkness but as soon as he found her behind him close to him... He got lost for a moment or so... The proximity rose slight tension between them. Raising her fingers up, Hattiea pulled the burning cigarette out from his mouth which was still resting on his lips. Her delicate fingers brushed his chin and lips softly. Following by the smoke, he released his minty breath in slight awe, her breath taking face was so close to his face. They both never came so close to one another actually. Even though it had been quite of time getting married with one another, they minded their boundaries well. As it was not any marriage of love for them but a marriage full of compromises. Hattiea's eyes soon travelled up from his lips back to his eyes, which were still staring at her ditching their shame. "It's dangerous for your health." Hattiea exclaimed hinting his smoking habit, while looking right into his eyes. Her hazel eyes were blank yet they held millions of emotions. "So are you!" Jordan's smoky breath caressed her face. The deepness of his voice solely made Hattiea's heart race million times faster. It was true... she was dangerous for him. Way too dangerous to handle.
An unknown woman. An unrivalled man. An unexpected encounter. An unpaired couple. then an unpredictable story. "So you are telling me that a lady dragged the entire kingdom down? Just like that?" "Not just like that..."
Master Ethan Thompson, the rich 25 year old lad returned to his father's hometown after 10 long years of living in Britain. Brought up in a broken family and seeing his parents divorcing, he owned one harsh personality to easily trust in relationships. Reason of his sudden return was one. The heavy inheritance of his father demanded his attention, being the only heir of the business. Certainly many things have been changed since he left. Sick father's health was giving up rapidly and it was time for him to take over all the duties as the only successor of Thompson's dynasty. Things were expected well until one mysterious woman entered in the picture. Gorgeous, attractive and a woman with positive morals. 23 year old Sylendra Louis was taken in by Master Ethan's father when she was just only 10. Brought up by the elder man, the woman was said to be raised like his own daughter. And that very fact wasn't so easy to digest by Sebastian who just returned to his father's home, what irritated him the most was the woman's involvement in his business too. Mysterious woman's closeness with his father and too way personal engagement on his family matters made Master Ethan insecure as he started showing his hate over everything related to Sylendra, obviously unknown to the knowledge of his life slowly being fated with her. "Magic was she, black magic!"
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
He told her to call him Daddy. Not because he earned it, but because he fucking owned her. The moment she signed that contract, she stopped being a woman with dignity and became his filthy little plaything. His holes to use. His mess to ruin. He didn't just fuck her, he rewired her. Stripped her clean of boundaries and filled her with sin. Every punishment made her scream. Every game dragged her deeper into his twisted world. And the way he praised her... Good girl. She should've run the first time he said it. But Daddy doesn't let his toys leave. He breaks them until they beg to stay. ** Mia's life changed the night she let a stranger ruin her. One night. She never expected to see him again. Until she walked into her new job... and her boss turned around. Ace.Her one-night sin in a thousand-dollar suit. Only this time, he wasn't asking her to be his assistant. She was to be his wife.
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"