EPILOGUE

EPILOGUE
EPILOGUE – 10 years later

VALENTINA

“Stop looking at him,” my best friend Francesca says nudging me. We’re in the kitchen at our parent’s house in the south of France. It’s a holiday home we come to ever summer, and now college is out for the summer, I am here with my bestie having a blast.

Mom and dad didn’t come this year; they said that Francesca and I could have the place to ourselves. They have taken Marco to Seville instead.

So, we have the entire place as our playground for the three weeks that we’re here.

Wearing my white, string bikini I lounge around by the pool, giving my bodyguard the eyes. Boy, do I want him to fuck me. My mother will go nuts if she finds out I have a thing for him. It’s not a mild crush either, let me tell you, I have had a thing for him since I was fifteen and discovered all sorts of things about my body. Like finger fucking, the best thing ever and teasing my nipples.

Sure, I’ve had a few boys but that is exactly what they are – boys. I haven’t given them my virginity. No fucking way. That I am saving for my hot bodyguard standing over there, looking like the devil in disguise.

He must be sweating in his tight black T-shirt showcasing rippling muscles and veins on patrol up his forearms. And those black jeans are molded to his body. I wonder how big his cock is. Now that is making my bikini bottoms wet.

“I’m going to lose my V-card to him,” I tell Francesca proudly. She forms an O with her mouth.

“Seriously, Vali you can’t do it with your bodyguard. Your parents will sack him. Shit, your father might even kill him. You know his background.”

I chuckle and play with my long, black hair, my eyes not moving from his body as I lavishly travel them from his broad chest to his crotch. I am almost salivating. The urge to have him is burning me up right now. What I need is a dip in the pool.

“They would never find out, Frankie. Stop putting obstacles in my way. It’s going to be whilst we’re on this holiday. I’m bored of being a virgin. Hell, I’m twenty already and still not given it up. He is the only man for me.”

She just rolls her eyes; it’s not the first time I’ve told her this. Franki and I have been friends since we were five years of age. We went to the same private school and her father does business with my father.

The bodyguard looks at me then quickly turns away. Whoa, did I just detect an uplift on his otherwise resting grumpy face?

“How about I dive in the pool and wait, my bikini top happens to come off and then I fake drown? He would have to come in and get me, right?”

“That is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. You’re gonna have to think of something else, Princess.” Everyone calls me Princess, my daddy especially. I love my father to the moon and back, he is the absolute best.

He promised that after college I could be mentored by my mother to enter the business. He is everything to me, I live and breathe my father and of course my mother. But I am definitely my father’s daughter.

Just as I am about to stand up and dive into the pool, commotion happens all around us. My bodyguard, Griffin runs towards me and grabs me then runs me into the house. Another guard grabs Frankie.

Panic sets in and I am wondering what the hell is going on. “Are we under attack?” I ask scared. “What’s going on?”

Once they have us inside, the doors are locked and more guards appear standing in front of the sliding doors between the villa and the back pool area.

“Get dressed, quickly. We are moving back home,” Griffin barks at me.

I place my hands defiantly on my hips. “Not until you tell me what the hell is going on.”

“Dammit, Valentina, why are you always so damn stubborn?”

I huff. “Maybe because I’m my parent’s daughter.”

He looks pained at my stubbornness. Damn he is so fucking sexy, I want to climb him like a tree and rub my clit on his hard abs.

“Your father has been shot. We have to get you back to New York. Now go!” he commands.

I freeze. My daddy, shot?

“Is he dead?”

“No, he is still alive but we have to get you to safety and out of here. They’ve taken him to the private hospital.”

“Who would shoot my daddy?” I cry uncontrollable tears. Franki places an arm around me.

“Vali, it’s going to be okay, he will be okay. Nico is strong, come one lets throw some clothes on and leave,” she says taking my hand. I feel numb, shocked.

If anything happens to my daddy, I know I will die.

“What happened?” I demand of Griffin before I move.

“We don’t know for sure who did it, only that he’s taken a bullet close to his heart. He’s in a bad way. We have to leave now, Valentina. It’s not the time to give me shit. Let’s fucking go!”

A rage like I’ve never experienced before runs through my body. My veins turn to ice.

Whoever shot my daddy is going to see the full throttle of my fucking revenge. I will find them, stalk them and fuck them up so badly they’d wish they never touched my daddy!