It had been six weeks since Serafina last heard from Giovanni or even Geraldo. Neither of the men had called her. After the contract termination, Serafina had expected Geraldo to ask her or visit for the sole purpose of finally ending everything but none of that had happened and she had patiently waited. So she decided that he didn't really mean it when he terminated her contract and the feelings of feeling like an outcast began to return. If the contract hadn't been terminated, why then hadn't any job been given to her? She deserved to know what was going on. The past month had been hell for her. This week was going to make it her fourth month here, which meant she had two more months let before the contract expired and in the space of that time, all she had encountered were scenes that threatened to mess up with her. Drake had been more persistent, threatening to do something terrible to her if she didn't provide him the necessary information and she had spent mo
PROLOGUE."Marcia, you can't be here anymore. It is too dangerous for you!" Griselda, the old lady who had been keeping her in hiding for weeks, whispered loudly.It was already late, as late as three o'clock in the night, and Marcia had been awoken from her sleep by the old lady, only to be told that she couldn't be accommodated anymore. At first, she thought she was in a dream, but it was all real now. Marcia stood to her feet. She was dressed in tattered clothing, and her hair had lost colour. She was pale and sickly, looking like she was a cancer patient. "What is it, Griselda? Did I do something wrong? Did I measure the ingredients for your cake incorrectly? I promise I'll fix it tomorrow," She pleaded and tried to take the old woman's hand, but Griselda pulled away. "I know you're mad at me, but please, don't throw me out into the streets. It's too dangerous out there for me. You know I will be dead as soon as they find me."Griselda sighed. "Child, I am not throwing you out b
A dark-haired lady wearing a skimpy red dress and a pair of black Jimmy Choos pushed past a crowd of drunk, sweaty people, dancing and frolicking against the messy floors. Strobe lights danced around the room.A drunken man stood in her way, smiling widely like a predator, wrapping his arms around her waist. He proceeded to speak with his alcohol-filled breath. "My, don't you look sexy tonight?"Serafina was not in the mood to politely ask a stranger to let her be, so she pushed him to the side, and he crashed to the floor. Gasps were heard around, but she didn't care at this point.She made a beeline for the bar and slipped into a stool, smiling at the bartender whose skin was marked with so many tattoos. He smiled at her. "What would you be having, pretty lady?"She smiled back at him, slipping her burgundy manicured nails into her painted lips. "I'd have bloody Mary, thanks.""Target in sight." She spoke into the one-way voice link device attached to her ears as soon as the barten
They had just gotten to the suite, and as soon as the door closed behind them, Conor grabbed her and pushed her against the wall as he crashed his lips into hers and began to kiss her.Serafina was filled with disgust as Conor's lips ground against hers. He tasted of cigarettes and alcohol, a combination she so hated. He palmed her breasts, kneading like his life depended on it and causing her pain. She tried to push him off, but he was consumed by lust and desire."Do you know how long I've waited to have a woman as beautiful as you?" Conor whispered against her neck as he sank his teeth into her flesh. She didn't want hickeys. Not from a man she was likely to kill, so she pushed him off and laughed, ignoring his look of surprise. "Tell me how long?""A very long time," He said and stalked towards her again. "My wife is very boring in bed. She's either always tired from work or from taking care of the kids or not just in the mood."Serafina cleared her throat, not wanting to hear hi
Tonight was another night. Serafina was fully loaded. After a smooth operation last night, she had hopes that tonight was going to be the same. Three years. That was when she had to work for Drake to get a work permit. This was a year already, and she had two years left. She couldn't wait for it to be over so she could work legally. This job was starting to drain me physically and mentally.She hated that her parents had left her to figure her life out after they had led a dangerous life. One she had no idea about! She was a fugitive right now. She was running from her enemies into another country that didn't want her."You look unusual tonight," The bartender said as he came to stand before her. "Sexy but off. Something wrong?"She grabbed the drink he pushed before her and sipped before lighting her cigarette. "Just thinking about life, you know? It's a harsh world out here."The bartender nodded. "Is. But you're at the club, and that's where we all come to forget about the woes of
"Come here," Giovanni growled and pulled her against him as soon as the elevator doors closed. She fell flush against his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck and crashing her lips into his as they kissed. Her moans of ecstasy filled the elevator as he caressed her bare body.Giovanni took control. He grabbed her by the waist and pushed her against the chrome elevator walls, lifting her right leg and placing it on his torso as his hand travelled up her thigh. "Oh, Giovanni!" She cried out when his fingers brushed her clitoris again. She was dripping wet. "Fuck," He muttered against her neck. "You're wet. It's so wet for me. I want to fuck you."Her eyes flew open, and she nodded. "Please."The elevator doors dinged, and they rushed out, not minding if anyone was standing before them. The door to his suit was three doors down. He lifted her off the floor, pressing his palm into her soft buttocks as they kissed. He pushed her against his door and took out his key card as he awkw
The next morning, Serafina woke up as early as five o'clock to the sound of the city morning. Last night might have been a total failure, but that didn't mean she couldn't try this morning. This was her first time experiencing this, but she was sure she could pull it off. Giovanni was fast asleep beside her, and his arm was wrapped around her waist. She stared at him for a while, memorizing his beautiful face and how peaceful he looked in his sleep, feeling bad that this would be her last time seeing this man.Well, that was the price she had to pay for being a thief. But she promised not to forget his face or how he'd made her feel last night.She gently pushed his arm off her, careful not to wake him, as she slipped out of his bed. Her dress and shoes were sprawled at the other end of the bed, and as she picked it, her eyes caught a pure silver wristwatch on the bed stand. She looked at him before sneaking towards it and slipping it into her purse.That wasn't all. She wanted more.
The first day he met her, she looked really bothered. He'd been watching her before they both fell in line and when she turned to look at him with her dreamy eyes, he was immediately smitten. But there was something lurking in her eyes: Fear, apprehension, angst and the need to escape. He knew it was coming from an external force and when he looked around, he noticed that she was being followed by a man. That had been his opportunity to help her escape her killer. When he'd asked her if she was okay, she'd nearly burst into tears and the sheer thought of seeing this angelic woman cry drove him to madness. He had suddenly been overcome with this desire to protect her, the desire to kill anyone trying to harm her and while she slept on his shoulder, he was filled with dread at the fact that he had fallen for a total stranger. It wasn't his thing to do and luckily, he had gotten a call that had him leaving at the next stop, not failing to drink in the details of her beautiful face bef