"You're mine. I'll kill any bastard who tries to take you from me." ― Samantha Young

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Marco Angelo Massaretti's POV

           AFTER OUR countless sex, she was in pain. Even though she tried to conceal it, I knew she is. I'm happy that she's not shy to ask for it now. I can't believe she actually begs for me just a moment ago. I just love it when she's too bold, it makes me happy and I'm too happy to oblige.

Freaking libido, I can't get enough of her. I want to take her every minute and it's not healthy anymore, but I love it. The thought of ravishing her just gives me this intense satisfaction I never felt before. Sex was only a temporary pleasure. Nothing less, nothing more. But, with her, there's something more with our sex, or love making as she calls it. Something I couldn't put my finger on.

I felt contented, satisfied, overwhelmed with happiness and revived.

Just as I'm done putting on my clothes, I look at her and she looks freaking hot in her khaki green knee length dress. Her endless legs were flawless and silky smooth and I felt myself getting turned on again.

Damn testosterone.

When my eyes landed on her mesmerizing cobalt eyes, I grinned. She was staring at me, with her eyes filled with adoration and I love it. I wanted her eyes fixed only on me. I wanted her attention only for me. I want her all for me!

I chuckled when she blush. She looks embarrass after being caught staring at me. I'm going to strip down that shyness. I want her bold. I love it when she's bold. But, only for me!

I close our gap and snake my hand around her very slim waist, pulling her closer to me. "Let's go?" I uttered softly and she nodded.

I led her to the elevator. I wanted to take the stairs, but I have to let her waist go. It's hard to walk down on the staircase holding her closely to me. At least, I have the pleasure to keep my hand around her soft slim waist while just standing inside the elevator.

I occasionally pressed my lips on her head as I love doing it, and I don't know why. I just love it. I wanted to smell her all the time. It's my new addiction. It made me feel relax and calming.

She looks so incredibly hot even without any mask on her face. Since I met her, the only time I saw her wearing a little makeup was when she went bar hopping.

I'm so glad she wasn't taken.

Now, she's mine and I intend to keep her by my side until our sex is not exciting anymore.

You had an agreement that she will only stay until she had given birth of your heir, dick! My conscience reminded me and then again for the umpteenth times, I kick him off out of my head.

Sometimes, he's a happiness-blocker.

"You look so beautiful, I must say," I whispered in her ear and she just looks up and meet my eyes, but she just ignored my remarked. I brush it off and just enjoyed holding her closely to me. It's really hard pleasing her.

"Can I hang out again with my new friends then?" She rather asked and my happy mood is slowly dissipating.

Why she kept on asking that? I hate it, but I don't want her to get mad and treat me coldly. I'd rather want her to lash out at me, talk back to me, then giving me a silent cold treatment.

"Later, after I talk to Robert." I retorted briefly and we stop in front of my office door. I twisted the doorknob to unlock and push it open. I walk in and beckoned her to walk in before closing the door behind me as I whistled and the lights turned on, filling the room.

"This is my office," I beamed at her and she scanned the room, looking in awe. I tug her with me to my black high-back swivel chair and pulled her onto my lap. She yelped briefly and I grinned mischievously. If only she's not sore. I would love to take her on my table. I was really tempted and on the verge of losing it.

Dammit Marco. Gather your thoughts. Robert will be here any moment.

I nuzzled my nose onto her shoulder blade and smelled her intoxicating smell that always drives me to nuts.

She smelled lavender and honey, sweet and tantalizing. I never get tired of her smell. I felt her body temperature increases and I knew she's stifling her arousals.

I grinned. At least, I'm not the only one suffering.

I'm happy that I have so much effect on her. She doesn't realize how much she's affecting me either. Just her thoughts make me go wild.

"Your office is beautifully decorated," She uttered softly as she turned her head to look at me. "It completely defines you," she commented.

"Not as beautiful as you, cara," I mumbled audibly and she rolled her eyes.

I was about to retort when we heard a knock on the door.

We both look on the door and she stood up abruptly out of my lap. I groaned in disapproval since I want her in my lap. I don't care what will Robert or Jaime say, but I knew she's still shy. So I lace my hand with hers and when she looks settled, standing beside me, I spoke. "Come in."

Then the door opens revealing my butler, Jaime. "Robert is here to see you, Sir."

I nod my head and Jaime let Robert in. He looks anxious. He bowed his head slightly as he greeted me and I just nods my head lightly, again.

I remember to introduce Georgina, so they know who she is here and pays respect to her. I want them to treat her like a queen if they must. "Robert, I want you to meet my girlfriend, Georgina Ricci," I said as I look at her. She stared at me in disbelief, dumbfounded. Then she averted her eyes to Robert who shared the same looks as her.

Alright, I never introduce anyone as a girlfriend. They knew here that I don't do relationships, but, who cares?

The two shook their hands and I wanted to smack Robert's hand. I don't want any man touching what's mine, but I didn't want to ruin her mood. I motioned Robert to sit and he obliged after giving me a grateful look.

"I was told that you want to see me, Sir." Robert started and I nodded. Again, the memories of Troy holding Georgina's hands was now making my blood boil. I want him to stay away from her, as much as possible. I don't want any man even looking at her.

"I arrived today, just to see your nephews swimming with Yza and-"

But before I could finish my sentence, Georgina butted in. "I invited them to swim with me!" she snapped, glaring at me. She looks maddening and I just stared at her coldly. I hate it when someone cuts me off.

I really like her, but she has no right to just cuts me off especially in front of my employee. Dammit! Nobody dared to cut me off.

And what are you going to do with her? My conscience mocked and it didn't help with my temper at all.

I ignored the looks that Robert threw at us. He looks completely surprised, bewildered and I can't blame him.

Georgina snatches her hands off mine and before I could stop her, she just gave me a deathly glare before storming out of my office.

I decided to just ignore her temper for now. She's going to warm up to me anyways.

"I don't want Troy or Trey getting too close with Georgina," I told Robert and he understood it right away.

"I will warn my nephew, Sir. Expect them to obey your orders. I apologize for their recklessness. It won't happen again."

I nodded my head and dismissed him. After Robert left, I decided to follow Georgina. I was about to stand from my chair when my phone rang.

I snatch it and connected the call.

"Speak," I began. My eyes were staring blankly at the door while I'm all ears to the caller.

"Sir, Mr. Ferarri is in a meeting with his manager the time Mr. Massaretti was shot," Trivun reported. "Before that day, he was seen with your father. Mr. Cristiano Massaretti was seen walking into the Ferrari Motor building the day before your grandfather was killed."

I balled my hand into a fist with my other hand clutching the phone tightly like a vice. I could feel my anger boiling and I see red. Clenching my jaws I leaned against my chair, completely enrage and frustrated at the same time.

Why is my father talking to Daniel Ferrari? What is their relationship? As far as I know, my dad's business is not related to his business, unless they are up to something no good.

"How about his calls? Check all his calls, whoever he called twenty-four hours before the shooting. I need to know, ASAP. And oh, check all the calls my father and who all these people he meet up before the day nonno was shot. I want to know all their activities beforehand. I want to know too what they are meeting for?" I ordered and Trivun agreed then, I hung up the phone.

Daniel Ferrari just made me his enemy. I tap on my phone after and called Jagger, my second in hand security.

After a few rings, it connected.

"I need Van Deussen in twenty-four hours, and you know where to bring him," I ordered and after hearing his reply, I hung up the phone.

If he wants to play dirty, then the game begin. I forget all about Georgina.

I had to talk to nonna about the investigation. I can't just sit and watch her doing the job. I know she's too proud to ask my help. And I had to know about the cheating my father was talking about. I was too enrage and lost that it didn't dawn on me to ask her.

My family has a lot of secrets and I thought I knew it all, but not even half of what I know. I tap my phone again and it connected to their landline. It was their butler, Rory.

"I'll transfer the call to her room, Mr. Massaretti," Rory answered and I thank him briefly. Not long, the call connected to my nonna's line in her room.

"Nonna, it's Marco." I was begun.

"I know, figlio."

"I called about the investigation. I completely forgot about it." I let out a loud breath before continuing. "Is the authority working on it? Is there any investigation going on?" I inquired and I heard her sighed.

"I'd rather let my securities and my private investigator do the working. I don't trust the authority these days. Your nonno has a lot of enemies and not just business enemies. Most of them were influential and who knows, if maybe they are connected to the authority." Nonna explained further.

I sense something odd, but I didn't press the matter. I will find it on my own.

"I don't want to put you in danger and Georgina, and your-"

I cut her off after hearing about Georgina. How did she know? "How the hell did you know about Georgina, nonna?" I asked flabbergasted. Unless Jaime told them. Damn that old man!

"I have my own source, figlio. I'm not stupid!" Nonna responded gravely and I shut my mouth off.

"Mi dispiace , nonna!" (I'm sorry, grandma!) I apologized shortly and she just sighed.

"We need an heir, figlio. Soon. The Massaretti generation is slowly dying." Nonna rambled and I rolled my eyes.

Here we go again.

"I will call you again, nonna," I said trying to cut the call.

"When am I going to meet this girl?" she added and I felt cornered. As much as I wanted her to be out of my personal life, but I knew her well, I won't get away easily.

"When everything is alright, nonna. I don't want to expose her yet. Not now, that we don't know who's targeting us," I sighed and she agreed.

"Alright. But, I still want to meet her. I hope sooner." She insisted, and I hear shuffling in the background.

I felt relieved that nonna doesn't sound so hurt at all. I wondered if she recovered already from losing nonno. I shook the thoughts off and just ignored the sudden odd feelings. I'm becoming paranoid.

I ended the call when I heard a dial tone.

I quickly gathered myself and try to calm my temper, shaking all the negative feelings and left my office to find her. I walk through the hallway, heading to the dining room when I heard noises coming from that direction. I glance on my watch and It's already seven at night?

Of course, it's dinner now.

Why didn't Jaime called me? And why there were so many people in the dining room?

Just as I reach the door I saw Yza and Georgina talking and they look happy together as they animatedly chat. Trey and Troy were talking to Selina. The table was set, but no food yet.

When I entered, I cleared my throat to get everyone's attention. Georgina quickly met my eyes and she looks adamant, but her orbs cannot hide that anxiousness she's trying to conceal.

Georgina made her way to my direction and stood in front of me.

"I invited them all to eat with us. There were only a few people here working with you and you know them all, why-"

"It's fine," I cut her off. I don't want to make her mad again. although I really hate the idea of eating altogether. I wanted my privacy. I like eating alone. I like my own space, but I cannot embarrass her again.

"Thank you!" She giggled and she stood on her tippy toes and kissed me on the lips briefly, but enough to stir my sleeping soldier into life. Then she tugs my hand to the table. I pulled one chair for her and I took the chair beside her.

Yza and the twins were so reluctant in joining us, but she insisted.

"You can all sit," I ordered dryly and they all sat. It was so quiet and I could feel everyone was edgy.

"Thanks for keeping the twins," I heard Georgina whispered as she moved her face closer to me. My other hand rested on her back.

"You owe me one," I gave her a mischievous look and she blushed. She looks down on her empty plate hiding her blush.

"So how's your job, Troy?" I asked nonchalantly. As I played with the fork absentmindedly, staring at him.

"So far, I'm adjusting to my new job environment, Mr. Massaretti." He responded briefly as he gave me a weak smile.

"How would you like to work in Ferrari Motors, but you have to be relocated in Manhattan." I offered. I need to take him far away from Georgina.

"Are you sure, Mr. Massaretti? I would love to," he beamed, unable to hold his happiness. I smirked inwardly. He is an engineer to an auto company I heard Robert mentioned once, and their office was relocated just recently. He's just twenty-six, but he got potential. He can be trained in case. They only help their uncle every month for big jobs. Trey is a veterinary medicine.

"I will ask my partners to squeeze you in their engineering department. ASAP." I declared and I look at Georgina. She looks so happy beaming at me. I smiled and quickly gave her a peck on her lips.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Massaretti!" Troy said excitedly. Suddenly, Yza and Trey stood up and the three huddled together, then they congratulate Troy and gave him a hug.

"Congrats Troy."Georgina was about to stand, but I grab the small of her back and hold her in place.

"STAY!" I snapped coldly and she gave me a displeasure look, but I just brush it off.

"I'm just happy for him. Can't I give him a brief hug?" She widened her eyes to me, looking pissed. Her words made my blood boiling.

Giving him a hug? Is she kidding me? Didn't she understand my words? No man is ever going to touch or even get close to her!

"Stay still or I will take my words back." I grit my teeth as I look back on the three happily exchanging hugs. Just thinking Troy hugging her, made me see red.

I will do everything to get rid of every man whose trying to get closer to her. If I had to squeeze them into any of my companies so I can watch them, I will.

I could feel his anger, but I just brush it off.

Shortly, the food was pouring into the table. When everything was served, Georgina asks Selina, Portia and Jaime to join as well. I squirmed in a seat, as I did not like her, changing my house rules, but I kept my mouth shut. I will discuss that with her later when we are alone.

Selina, Jaime and Portia was looking at me and I nodded as I gave them a half smile. They all reluctantly joined us and Georgina praises all the food. Selina and Portia thank her as they gave her a very warm smile.

Georgina then took my plate and filled it with mashed potato, green beans and steak. Jaime was looking surprised and anxious as she watches her filling my plate. Jaime knew I hated someone touching my food or plate. I wanted to yell at her to not touch my plate and let me eat what I want, but I bit my tongue holding the urge to snap at her to keep her hands off my plate.

I felt so awkward, but when I started eating and everyone warms up and forgetting my presence, the food to me tasted better. I was smiling once in a while when Portia was telling a story about her husband, and their life back in Brazil. Everyone soon joined in telling their stories, funny or emotional and for the first time, I felt like I have a huge family.

Logically speaking, yes they were. They have been with you since you're in a diaper if that make sense to you. My conscience stated, and I agreed for the first time.

I would be a hypocrite not to admit that my dinner was entertaining and for the first time, I felt my house a home.

After dinner, everyone said their goodbyes and they thank me. I just gave them a small smile as I kept Georgina closer to me. I'm glad the twins didn't make any move to kiss or hug Georgina goodnight. Yza did and I even hated it. I know, I'm being impossible, and I have no reason why.

Georgina has been quiet as we walk through the hallway, heading to the stairs to her room. Just as we reach the grand foyer or hall, she stops and face me.

"I can manage to my room from here," she uttered dryly, not bothering to hide her displeasure. And just like that, I lost my temper.

"I will sleep in your room, or you will join me in my room," I demanded in my controlled stoic tone.

She sighed and almost close to tears. She looks away, but I saw her eyes glisten. I felt alarmed.

I clenched my jaw as I'm torn between wanting to sleep with her, and letting her off tonight. She looks really upset and I know it was my fault. She doesn't really understand why I'm doing this. How am I going to explain it to her, that whenever a man talks or touch her, I see red? It wasn't okay to me.

I am jealous and I don't want any man touching what's mine. Even looking. Whatever is MINE, is for my eyes only.

Just as I open my mouth to say something when my phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket and connected it without bothering to check.

"Speak!" I snapped without breaking my gaze on her. She turned her head to me and watch me crestfallen, with a tinge of curiosity in her eyes. My heart suddenly felt broken as I stared into her soulful eyes.

"Hey Marco, it's Carina."

"What's up, Carina?" I asked absentmindedly, stifling the urge to hung up on her.

I saw how Georgina rolled her eyes before saying goodnight, then she trudge up the staircase to her room.

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