LOGINLisa's POV
The air between us tightened, but Vincent continued anyway. “From that moment, I stopped being a father trying to understand. I became someone planning revenge,” he said quietly. “But then Christopher’s mother died, leaving him briefly alone. So I waited. I delayed my revenge, deciding to let him fully live through her loss before I struck. I wanted her to rest in peace properly before I began to destroy him.” He shifted slightly in his seat, his gaze locking onto mine. “And just when I thought I’d gotten the chance, you suddenly came into the picture,” he said, his voice shifting slightly. “You married him. So I stopped everything. I attended the wedding like nothing was wrong. I smiled, I played my role as the groom’s father… but from that day, I started watching you. Studying you. Trying to understand who you were—and why you had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and entered Christopher’s life.” Vincent’s eyes narrowed slightly as he leaned forward just a little. “And that was when I discovered who you truly were,” he said. “You weren’t just some ordinary woman. You were hiding something—your real identity. A carefully buried life you didn’t want anyone to uncover. And the more I looked into your background, the more interested I became, because nothing about your life added up the way it should. And with time, I also realized Christopher had been cheating on you long before you ever found out.” A brief, uncomfortable silence followed. “I knew everything, Lisa… even the moment you were almost killed. I sent my men to protect you, but they arrived too late at the bridge. Still, they managed to pull you out of the water just in time. Instead of bringing you back to the city, I decided to fly you out of the country and bring you here—to one of my private estates in Brazil—where you could be safe and recover.” My breath caught slightly at his words, but he didn’t stop. Vincent continued. “I thought you’d need help taking back everything you’ve lost…” His expression darkened slightly, then he leaned back, his voice softening just a fraction as he added calmly, almost too relaxed, “And that’s how you ended up here, honey.” By the time he finished speaking, my mind was overwhelmed. I couldn’t even process half of what I had just heard. Slowly, I forced myself to sit up despite the pain still burning through my body, and stared at him. I was so shocked and confused that I didn’t even know what to say at first. It felt like my brain was still booting, trying to recover lost files. Then I sighed and finally said, “I want to leave,” the words slipping out before I could even think of a more proper response. Surprisingly, Vincent didn’t react strongly. He only watched me as if he had expected that answer. But instead of arguing, he leaned back and studied me for a moment before speaking again. “You can leave if you want,” he said calmly, “but you already know Christopher will not stop looking for you. And I am the only one who can protect you the way you need.” “I don’t need your protection,” I replied sharply, my voice firmer now. “I will handle my revenge my own way. Stay out of it.” That made him pause. For the first time, there was a faint shift in his expression, as if he was analyzing me more deeply. “You want revenge,” he said quietly, “but you won’t survive long enough to take it alone.” “I don’t care,” I snapped. But he didn’t argue. Instead, he leaned forward slightly, his tone lowering. “Tell me something, Lisa,” he said. “Why are you so stubborn?” I frowned. “Well, I also have a question for you,” I said sharply. “Why me?” He didn’t waste time thinking. He spoke immediately, his voice calm but intense. “Because right now,” he began, “you are burning with rage, pain, and revenge. That combination is rare. It’s exactly what I need. That anger, that determination, that broken but unstoppable will to destroy Christopher… I need it. And you are the only one who carries it at this level.” Silence settled between us. I looked at him for a long moment, trying to understand him, trying to decide if I should trust anything he was saying. Then I shook my head slowly. “No,” I said firmly. “I am not interested.” For a moment, he said nothing. Then he stood up slowly, walked toward the door, and stopped just before opening it. “I’ll give you time to think about it, Lisa,” he said without turning back. “This is a very good deal. If you refuse, I will arrange your flight back to California.” He paused slightly before adding, “But think carefully. Because once you leave this place, I will not be able to guarantee your safety.” I stayed silent, watching him as he reached for the door. And then I suddenly spoke up, as if trying to seize the thin line of an opportunity slipping through my fingers. “I want to be declared dead.” I said sharply. He froze. Slowly, he turned back. “What?” I lifted my chin slightly, my voice steadier now. “If I work with you, then the world needs to believe I’m dead. I want to operate from the shadows.” There was no hesitation in him. “Done. What else?” he said, his tone swift and controlled. I exhaled softly, thinking carefully now. “I need to contact one person—Papa James. He needs to know I’m alive. And I need my company back. I am still the rightful controller of everything I built, so I’ll still have to take it back and continue from where I stopped… I want to rebuild it, grow it again, and return to the woman I used to be—the one who took what my parents left me and turned it into something ten times bigger.” Vincent nodded once, serious. “Done.” Then he walked back and sat closer to me again, his voice softer now, almost calculated but strangely calm. “You will enjoy every bit of this journey, Lisa,” he said quietly. “I will make sure of it.” Then, without warning, I leaned in slightly and said, “State your condition.” He looked at me, a faint, almost excited and victorious smile spreading across his lips. Without blinking, he answered swiftly, “Marry me. That’s all.”**********
(Thank you so much for reading up to this point. I’m truly grateful to have you here with me on Lisa’s journey. ❤️ From this point forward, the story is only going to get deeper. There are more secrets, twists, drama, emotions, and unexpected turns waiting ahead, so I hope you’ll be patient with Lisa as she goes through everything coming her way. Her journey is not going to be an easy one, but I promise there are many moments waiting that will make you question, scream, smile, and maybe even break your heart. Also, this is my first time sharing a story like this, so thank you for giving my work a chance and supporting me as I grow as a writer. Every read, comment, and support means more than you know. I hope you’ll continue this journey with Lisa. ❤️ See you in the next chapters.)Vincent's POV The mansion doors closed behind me as I walked outside. The morning breeze touched my face while I headed toward the black car waiting for me in the compound.My driver, standing tall beside the vehicle, rushed forward the moment he saw me approaching. He bowed his head in respectful greeting. “Good morning, boss.”I didn't offer a verbal answer. I simply gave a sharp, nonchalant nod of my head as I kept walking.The driver hurried to take the briefcase from my hand, opening the back door immediately to drop it onto the leather seat. He stood back, holding the door wide open for me to step into the passenger side, but I stopped right there on the gravel. I lifted my gaze, my eyes narrowing slightly.“Just hand over the key to me,” I said, my voice smooth and absolute. “I’ll drive myself today.”The driver blinked, surprised, and bowed his head instantly. “Are you stepping out alone, boss?”A quiet, dangerous smile played at the edge of my lips. “Yes. Let me have the
Lisa's POV I woke up the following morning, my entire body aching from the rough, wild night with Vincent. I rolled slowly from one side of the massive bed to the other, the silk sheets scraping against my sensitive skin. I let out a quiet, strained groan, my muscles protesting every single movement, before I slowly forced my eyes open.I caught a sudden movement across the room. Blinking against the morning light, I opened my eyes completely, and my gaze landed directly on Vincent.He was already wide awake. In fact, he was completely dressed up. He stood in front of the full-length mirror, wearing a perfect, tailored black suit that hugged his broad frame flawlessly. The pants were crisp, his shoes black and highly polished, reflecting the dim light of the bedroom. As he lifted his arms to adjust his collar, I could see the dark edges of his tattoos peeking out slightly from under his crisp white sleeves, contrasting dangerously with the expensive fabric.I stared at him from th
Lisa's POV "Y.o.u.. Crazy... Motherfucker!" I cried as he banged into me and spanked me again. I had never thought fvcking would feel so good, this isn't my fvcking first time, this isn't the first time I'm getting fucked but I feel like it's my first and I want him to be my last. "Please faster!" I begged, feeling my cum overwhelming me and he spanked me harder."I love it so bad when your sweet cunt clenched around my dick." My eyes slide shut momentarily, even his words have ways of turning my inside into mush. With each of his strikes, my pussy clenched around him and my fingers dug into his chest, creating marks that would remind him of our sin later. I take him deeper and I cum around his dick again when he slams into my G-spot. "Ahhh!" I screamed and my nails scraped his chest."That's like a good girl, just like that, I want all of it." He muttered as I cum, he suddenly flipped us, my back hitting the soft mattress and he rises above me in all majesty, "What... What the
Lisa's POV I began to take him in and I made him watch me as I slowly took his dick inside me. Breathing became hard as he tore through me, inch by inch. It felt so warm as he filled my center, overwhelming my body with his cock. "Oh, princess." He moaned and a whimper left my mouth as his dick settled in me fully. Gosh! I could explode now and I'll have no regrets. His cock split me and made room for itself in me. "Fuck, sweetheart! When was the last time you had sex?!" He asked in a hoarse voice, his dick making room for itself. I wanted to talk, to scream at him and tell him that I was in his son's bed just six weeks ago, but the words died in my throat. I couldn't speak because it was completely pointless. I had been in Christopher’s bed for five years, but absolutely nothing compared to the raw, consuming madness happening right now. Vincent is a beast. He takes control of my body exactly the way I’ve always secretly craved, and I will forever regret ever letting any other m
Lisa's POV I forced my eyes open, the sheer heat of Vincent's closeness dizzying me. One minute I was flat on the living room couch, completely bare, arched and aching with the hard press of Vincent’s cock right against my entrance about to thrust in—and the next, the bastard suddenly pulled back.He didn't plunge in. Instead, he shifted his weight, hovering over me like an absolute tyrant, and held his massive, throbbing cock right in front of my face. He stared down at me with a dark, mocking glint in his eyes, demanding that I beg for it.God, he really did that. He wanted me brought to my absolute knees before he gave me a single drop of relief.I hissed through my teeth, my hips jerking upward in pure frustration as I tried to force myself onto him. But Vincent was too quick, too strong. He pulled his cock completely out of my reach and slid his large hand up to grip my throat, pinning my head back against the couch and choking me gently. His grip wasn't tight enough to ch
Lisa's POV Vincent's hands flew across my body, his fingers digging into my hips, trailing up my spine, and anchoring his grip into my hair to hold me still against the onslaught of his mouth.My breath was completely stolen from me. I was utterly breathless, my heart hammering against my ribs as my hands automatically flew up to find his neck. I wrapped both of my arms tightly around his neck, pulling myself closer into his heat. His massive weight crashed against me, pressing his entire broad frame tightly against my body, pinning me completely between his chest and the solid wall behind me.Vincent pulled his mouth away for a mere second, his ragged breath fanning hot against my flushed skin. He looked down at me, his eyes wild, dark, and intense as they pierced straight into mine. Then he said;“You have no idea how long I've waited for this day, Lisa,” he panted, his grip tightening on my waist.I breathed heavily, my chest rising and falling rapidly against his. A small, di
Vincent's POV Bella suddenly dropped to her knees so fast I almost didn't catch it. She rushed between my legs and her hands were already at my belt, fingers working at the buckle, and for one full second I just stared down at her like I was watching something happen to someone else entirely. Th
Vincent's POV "You had one job, Marcos."Marcos was kneeling in the hallway, blood soaking through his shirt from the lashes, his head bowed low."Sir, I—" he tried to speak."He was in my basement." I cut him off. "Chained. Locked away. Under your watch. And he walked out."I stepped closer, my v
Lisa's POV His hands moved beneath my dress, and I felt his touch drift lower, making me freeze. I swallowed hard, my breath catching as I struggled to process what he was doing to me. My thoughts scattered, leaving me overwhelmed and flustered.I tried to fight him, to say no, to push him away,
Lisa's POV I didn’t even realize how much my words had affected Vincent until I watched him slowly rise from the couch.He set his laptop aside carefully, but his eyes never left mine. There was something in the way he looked at me that made my chest tighten. Not anger. Not the coldness I expected







