Novels by Queen Sapphire

Kimberly POV I stirred awake to the sound of a familiar voice.“Oh, madam is still sleeping,” Emily’s voice rang through my ears.I blinked my eyes open, wincing at the sharp light streaming through the window. Instinctively, I reached for the other side of the bed, only to find it cold. Leonardo had left long ago, as usual."Ahh," I sighed, standing up to see the woman who barged in on me."Emily," I shrieked with joy "Hey, you still saw me yesterday!" She pouted at my eagerness.I laughed despite myself. "Even if I saw her yesterday, there’s this joy I get in seeing her after a few hours.”“Well, I’m just seeing you today!” i shot back, my pout exaggerated.We both burst into laughter, and in the process, I accidentally pulled the blanket off me.“God… see who’s naked!” Emily teased, shielding her eyes dramatically.“Oh, geez, Emily!” I muttered, rushing to grab a shirt from the closet.When I returned, she was smirking at me. “Seems you two have been having a nice time lately,”

Leonardo pov"Where’s my wife?" I asked as soon as I stepped inside the mansion.The silence was unnerving. The house wasn’t usually lively, but today, something felt different, off. It was Kimberly."She’s upstairs, sir," a voice replied.Helen had informed me earlier over the phone. "She hasn’t been coming down for meals, nor is she opening her door."I ascended the stairs, my footsteps echoing in the stillness. Stopping outside her room, I called softly, "Kimberly. It’s me. I’m home."A rustle from within told me she was awake. I pressed on. "I’m sorry, okay? Just open the door. We need to talk.""I have nothing to say to you," came her muffled response, her voice thick with emotion."Kim..." I sighed, leaning my head against the door. "I know you’re upset. I need you to hear me out. Please."Silence."Whatever Monica said to you, It's not true, believe me" I said, like I knew the exact words Monica said."Kim..." A creak sound came from the door, for a moment, my heart leaps, she

Kimberly's POV"Ah, our beloved Donna returns," Monica drawled, her voice dripping with venomous sweetness.I stiffened, forcing my face into a neutral mask. "Monica." My voice remained steady, even as my chest tightened.She set her glass down with deliberate slowness, her fingers trailing along its rim before she rose to meet me."Leonardo isn’t here, if you're here for him. Stop wasting your time," I informed her.I Thought Leonardo had told me Monica is his secretary, so how won’t a secretary know her boss isn’t around? Ridiculous.Her lips curled into a mocking smile. "You look so stressed..." she replied instead, her voice laced in mockery rather than affection."Is it the Donna tasks or... the Mr. Fiore's bed warmer tasks that’s draining? Hope you're meeting up with his demands? Leonardo's got an appetite, you know."I swallowed hard, the words cutting deeper than I wanted to admit. My eyes burned, but I blinked the tears away. "What are you doing here?" I demanded, my voice, s

Leonardo’s POV"If you had the chance to make this work, would you give it a try?" Kimberly’s question echoed in my ears.Her words forced me to confront my actions. From flings to submissives, I had always kept a strict rule: no staying in the same bed, no conversations after. But Kimberly shattered that record effortlessly."Why are you so different?" I remembered her question at camp.How could I tell her the truth? How could I admit that the Mafia Don was falling for his captive?I ran a hand through my hair and sighed in frustration. "This isn’t supposed to be happening," I muttered, picking up my phone to call Mario."Hello?" came his voice on the other end."Mario. Café. 5 PM," I said curtly, hanging up before he could respond.An exasperated sigh escaped me as I moved to my desk, glancing at the stacks of documents on my desk but I couldn’t focus. My thoughts were all on her.______"Hey, bro!" Mario called from across the lounge.The moment I arrived, I regretted not choosing

Kimberly POV It was amusing to watch Emily completely ignore Leonardo’s reprimand for barging in on us that evening. She had been on top of the world, basking in the success of her little scheme. That girl had no fear, not even of her brother.After that night, things between Leonardo and me fell into an unspoken routine. We woke up to the same rhythm each day. I’d often feel a dull ache in my body, but not in a bad way. Leonardo had his thing, big, thick and oh-so-capable, if you catch my drift. Despite him not taking it personal, sex with him was amazing. Maybe because this is a phase in our relationship I never imagined would come to pass.Ignoring his sometimes coldness and attitude, I made sure to insert little couple-like gestures into our routine. Dinner together, for instance, became non-negotiable. To my surprise, he had stopped resisting it, even if his phone remained glued to his hand.I watched him now, scrolling through whatever mafia-related updates filled his morning.

Kimberly POV "I didn't know it would ever be like this," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper.Leonardo chuckled, a low, rich sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "It's not always like this with just anybody," he replied, his tone teasing yet firm.I glanced at him, my gaze locking onto his. Something unspoken passed between us, and I couldn't look away."Yes, it's new to you," he continued, his voice dropping an octave. "But your body turned to mine, Kimberly. It understood, even if you don't.""I'm glad," I admitted, my fingers tentatively brushing against his bare chest. He had handcuffed me earlier, but now I was free-free to touch, to feel.My fingertips traced the curly hair on his chest as flashes of our moments together replayed in my mind. A rush of warmth flooded me, leaving me breathless. I glanced down and saw him stir, his arousal unmistakable."Oh my goodness," I whispered, my cheeks flushing."Don't tell me you want to do this again, Leo?" I asked, my lips p