جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 90

Author p.o.v Marco came out of his room, dressed in his usual designer suit, ready for the day. He soundlessly walked down the hall, his feet were light on the ground, expertly trained to move without making a sound. The sound of his phone ring echoed around him. He groaned when he saw who was calling him. "This woman just won't let me off the hook. " He murmured to himself before receiving the call. "Good morning, mom." He greeted her softly. Marco may be mighty and fearless to the world, but he is just a big softy when it comes to the women in his family. Especially his mom, Ava Alfonso. He could move the earth if she told him to. "I heard you brought someone to your home." She didn't bother with the formalities, going straight to the point. Marco eyed Lucas, who had appeared beside him. Lucas was his father's most trusted man, until he married Kara Alfonso. Marco's aunt, and b

Zoey p.o.vThe driver drove into an underground parking lot, a private garage built for Marco. One I didn't know existed until now. I guess most of the other workers here have no idea of the place either. The garage is considerably big. It is large enough to accommodate more than ten cars. And when I looked around out of the car window, there were several cars. Several expensive cars that I know are worth millions of dollars, but, of course, this Marco. A filthy rich billionaire. The car rode to a stop, parking beside a sports car. I was quick to unlock the door and alighted the car, eager to see it more. And they are all raven black, typical. I shook my head, but I loved it. I have this thing for dark colored cars, like brown, grey and black. But a special something for red cars. I sighed, fascinated by the sight. I would love to ride in one of those black beauties. Marco came to my side, he was scowling. He pinched the tip of his nose in what I assume was irritation. "Next t

Author p.o.v Like a volcanic eruption, all their hidden emotions burst into flames and poured into the kiss. Marco couldn't contain the burning heat anymore, he just wanted her and more than anything in the world. Marco couldn't contain the burning heat anymore, he just wanted her. His lips moved across Zoey's plush soft ones fast with desperation, they felt and tasted even better than what he had fantasied of. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, tasting every inch of her like he'd never tasted anything sweet before. He felt drugged. His movement on her mouth became roughened, biting her lip and gripping the base of her head. Marco pulled away for a moment to look into her eyes, that same fervent erotic desire swirled in her honey-brown hues. Marco claimed her lips again, pushing his large body into her small body. She grinded her hips into his aching dick. He could feel his member throbbing

Zoey p.o.vI woke up this morning feeling lazy, sleepy and exhausted. I didn't sleep until 2am. I wasn't familiar with this place, so it will take some getting used to. I asked to have my own room and, surprisingly, agreed without a fight. I found my way to the bathroom, did my business and brushed my teeth. I went back to bed, I still want to sleep so badly. Just as I got settled in bed, a knock sounded from the door, startling me. "It's so early and I want some sleep." I hissed in irritation. I wanted to ignore whoever was on the other side, but the knock came again. And this time louder. I mumbled under my breath as I furiously made my way to the door. "This had better be valid," I muttered to myself. I swung the door open, coming face to face with my least favorite person as of now. Marco stood in front of me, and staring at me as if I should star

Zoey p.o.v I took my time in the closet, and didn't come out until I heard the door to the bedroom slammed shut. I peeked out the closet, and confirmed Marco's absence before totally coming. I have a sigh, I am getting tired of these mind games Marco is playing with me. We can't continue like this. I need to stop myself from any distractions. And for that, I need space away from Marco and have a clearer judgment. I need to think straight and clearly without any influence from his side. What he did to me back then, whether intentionally or not, it's uncalled for and I'm not going to just let it slide. My stomach rumbled, reminding me to feed it. "Let's go get you fed." I rubbed my stomach slightly before going out of my room. The walk to the kitchen was quick, everywhere was silent except for my footsteps. "Did they leave?" I asked no one in