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Mario's Point of view
Fleur's body limps soft as I choke her. I ceased squeezing her tiny neck when I felt her body stop to struggle. I glide the back of my index finger on the beaded sweats on her forehead before letting her lay flat.She's truly captivating. I'm hooked to my core. I will kill anyone who takes her away. I will even go up against my father; however, I'm very confident that it wouldn't reach that level for my plan will pull through, and I can marry Fleur freely with no reservation.Intense deep of total submission is all I want around Fleur, perhaps an obsession or love as what they call it.Love.This word. Fleur has become my drug. I'm an addict that will never recover from her.After I fix myself a stiff liquor drink, I sat next to Fleur, just staring at her beautiful sleeping form.Never would I ever thought I'm capable of saying such a word.After my sister's engagement, my father has becomRelated chapters
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Fleur's PovWeddings are usually joyous moments, but it'll be the total opposite when the bride is forced to Wed the groom of her not liking. I sit silently at the very well-styled table next to Mario. The Food served was presented elegantly and very delicious. The whole reception looks incredibly glamorous, as if it was two of the biggest celebrity having their union tied. Everyone is wearing white as part of the theme.I look at Amber, who's seated a few tables away, sulking and wearing one of the most beautiful wedding dresses I've ever seen. She didn't hide her disgust towards her groom Oscar who's looking drunk. Perhaps Oscar was forced and
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Mario's Point of viewIt took one month, in the making, for this diamond ring to finish. A 19-carat cushion cut diamond with a thin, delicate pave band covered in smaller diamonds is what Fleur deserves. It's a beautiful ring, but knowing her, she'd rather have some alone time at the lake house. These are the only demands that are consistent. She developed a strong connection to it. It possibly reminds her of her mother. I don't mind, but she should be able to indulge in some luxury shopping now and then, rather than just when I force her to.She no longer gives me a reason to beat her. She knows perfectly well to have some discipline around me and not to push my buttons. Things are l
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Fleur's Point of viewIt's been a week now, and I'm sitting in the same room, afraid to leave the motel. I became a madwoman who was weeping around the room and laughing at one point and sunk a minute again thereafter. I can't help that I know he'd undoubtedly break my bones if I get captured. He wouldn't kill me, but surely he would let me live and continue torturing me.I rock back and forth in bed, afraid of being watched. I wake up horrified, dreaming of Mario's handsome face lying next to me, his muscular arm wrapping around my waist until I couldn't move, touching me down south that's starts with pleasure and ends up being bloody,but happy that I wake up and I'm in the same motel room minus Mario.I haven't had any proper sleep because I'm stil
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Mario's PovPresentIt wasn't as bothersome as it had been the first week after Fleur had left. In reality, I needed her gone while I dealt with the situation and my father's temper.She did half the work, and gave me more time to figure out what went wrong with the demo. The only reason I'm not breaking her legs and chaining her in the basement is because of this. She knows in the back of her mind that there's still a high probability I'm coming for her, but she chooses to ignore it and acts as nothing had happened nonetheless. I'm quite pleased to know that she remained a good girl and refrained from dating anyone. Had anybody touched her, things would have been dreadfully different, if so.
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Fleur's POVThe last thing I saw was Mario getting shot in front of me while men held me in place. I've always imagined shooting him for the past two years, and now that it happened in front of me, I didn't expect to feel miserable. Before he died, Mario attempted to save me. He genuinely cared for me. Even if it's twisted, it's always passion. It's more than lust to take a bullet for someone like me who Mario can quickly substitute and dispose of. All of these new emotions and realizations are gushing right through me.Mario always said that he would never let me go and that he loved me. I had no more defense left with Mario's feelings; I was confused and afraid of his way. I focussed more on the pain he might inflict instead of the lavish life he's been p
Psycho for You Epilogue
Mario's PovThe saying is true for every successful man, there's a woman behind it. Fleur is the source of all my motivation; in order to keep her safe, I had to do something no one else has done before: put in the future of weapons. Walking in my father's shoes has always been put in my head growing up. No one had foreseen that I could surpass his kind of status. I no longer need to take a back seat from anyone. My father has grown weak from trying to please other members of the high table. The first bidding was just a taste, a simple taste that piqued everyone's interest and enticed exclusive clients to return for more.
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Oscar's Point of view The island looked so dashing from above here, It's the one thing I want the most because of one person and that is Aileen, She's that one girl who tried to get away but not for long. The pilot in command has informed me to buckle up for were landing in a few minutes. My deal with Mario worked perfectly well for the both of us, he gets his girl and I get my girl, a fair trade. I requested my driver to take me to the island workers accommodations as quickly as I got off the plane. I know exactly which house Aileen would be as soon as I walked into this massive village with all the staff; it's as though my feet had their own mind. I've got the key card ready and I can't wait to claim Aileen.
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Fleur’s Point of ViewA sense of gratitude started my mood, for I just finished cutting a block of dark chocolate that I had newly mixed in the cookie dough. It still needs to chill for tomorrow’s batch of orders.The whole room, No! The entire apartment is being consumed by the yummy base notes of vanilla.I looked at my overworked fingers covered in chocolate lace and considered licking it all off, but instead I went over to the sink and washed off all the stickiness, because my fast weight gaining body don’t need the extra calories tonight. I can’t afford another sugar rush, only to bear an ugly raccoon’s eyes in the morning.I’m working a full-time job at a department store, but I still can’t afford to waste money on cable or Netflix. I miss tho
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