"A rose's rarest essence lives in the thorn." - Rumi
Kabir Vincenzo Dante, is the definition of rich, handsome and lethal that is hidden from the world. He existed only for a short period but his sudden departure left many people behind to sorrow. H...
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S H E stiffened in his arms that had him further to the edge of sanity. He hated how this man was looking at her. With that sort of familiarity, that irks him.
She didn't show any emotions on her face watching the man she hates after her father and stepbrother the most.
"Jonathan, can you stop with your delusional thoughts? I don't think there is a need for you to voice whatever trash you have in store". She snapped
"Oops. My bad. I shouldn't have said that in front of your husband". Jonathan said coming closer to her
He pulled her closer to him and away from Jonathan reach as his eyes narrowed at him.
"My name is Jonathan. I am her sister's boyfriend and her father's loyal man". Jonathan said forwarding his hand
He gives him a blank look not shaking his hand and he heard a snicker from his sick wife which would have made his lips twitch if it wasn't for the situation they were in.
There was no way he was getting in any sort of contact with this man unless it involved something that needed him to be- otherwise he will very much like to kill him. Possibly, this idiot can be the one who tells him how it is like to be thrown from the 100th-floor building. That is still a mystery to him.
Imagining this man bones breaking, screams and cries satisfied his sick mind to great extent. But, not to the extent where he can calm down. Because of this woman who was in his arms right now.
"I was so worried for you". Samantha (stepsister) screeched pushing Jonathan away from her and placing her hand on her shoulder pressing down on her
Her eyes blaze with fire as she speaks in Italian, "Don't think I forgot anything".
"What are you talking about?" Samantha said smiling tightly
She swapped her hand away hearing a gasp from her, "Don't you dare think that I am not going to get back".
"I-I don't know what you mean". Samantha stuttered as everyone looks at her
She rolled her eyes ignoring her looking at her father, "When do I leave?"
"Tomorrow. I would have asked you to leave right now. But, you just have to be stupid and put yourself in this situation". Her father said angrily
She clicks her tongue to the left side of her cheeks as anger build in her, "Then you should have children that were useful for you. These leeches are living off what I work for".
