There was a commotion around me, like soldiers marching and shooting guns in the air as hot as a sauna. Was this hell? It had to be.I opened my eyes to a blurry huge man above me. Blink by blink, my vision cleared and I gasped out, life filling my lungs again."Vince?" I moaned, my body too heavy for me to lift."Cara! Cara! Look at me!" He shook me by the shoulders, his eyes widely fixed on me and not the turmoil happening around us."What happened? I thought..." I thought I was dead. How was he here? What was happening?"Get up! We have to go now," He pulled me up and lifted me onto his good shoulder.I covered my ears and shut my eyes to the violence before me. Vince ducked and ran fast, trying to get me to safety.He approached Luca who was shooting from the corner of a garden fence. "Get her to the car now!" He bawled at Luca, dumping me on him before rushing back to the shooting.Luca wasted no time in picking me up like I weighed nothing and headed for the car. "Put me down
It rained heavily after I got home--well, Vince's home--from the hospital. He had suggested I stayed with him for a while until I got better and the whole la familia fight was settled. After finishing up a much needed smoke in the bar, I headed back to my room but my steps were halted by someone at the door. "Vince," I whispered, moving back. He stood by the door, staring directly into my eyes. I knew what he was going to say, his jaws were clenched, his eyes narrowed in anger. "Why did you jump in front of the bullet?" He asked in a growl. I knew it. I sighed, looking away. What was I to say now? "You mean why did I save the girl you practically declared a Sparare a vista for?" I frowned. "This isn't about me, Luca," He took a step towards me and I took a step backwards. "What the hell are you on about?" I asked like I didn't know. "You have eyes for her." And there it was, the dark truth. "Don't. Don't do this." I shook my head at him. "Tell me I'm lying," Vince
I was wet. So wet from my kiss with Luca. Who knew he felt that way about me? In fact, how did we started developing these strange and overwhelming feelings for each other? I had left his room distorted and horny, now, l was alone on my bed, thinking all sorts of erotic allusion. It was raining heavily outside and Vince still wasn't home. I needed to find relief by any means because my whole body was vibrating with lust. So, I got to work with my fingers. I rubbed myself for many minutes but I couldn't find relief. I needed something real, something more than the fuzzy scenarios I was making up in my mind. Luckily, the door clicked open and Vince's large body came into view. "Can't leave you alone for ten minutes without you touching what's mine," He growled, sending sparks down to my buzzing core. I snatched my hand from between my thighs and twisted on the bed, still trying to find relief. "I missed you," I said, half truth. The other truth was that I missed his brother
Having Luca in my apartment was dreamy, like one of my fantasies about him. His perfume, which smelled wonderfully like ocean breeze, filled the atmosphere of my room."How's your wound?" I asked, watching him as he studied my room like he was in a museum. His bandage was still on."Still hurts," He nodded, his eyes now fixed on my pink plushies. He scoffed, amused. "Your room is exactly how I fantasized," He said, glancing over to me, "All pink and girly."I blushed, his admission to fantasizing about me was not lost on me. I pulled at the hem of my cream cashmere blouse."It's my favorite color." I told him. Just like Vince, I knew his would be black.Luca went ahead to sit in the grey recliner Vince had sat in the last time he was here. A dreadful thought came into my mind."You know it's risky for you to be here. I left the house without Vince's knowledge. He may come to look for me." I said to Luca as I sat on my bed."Vince won't be coming here anytime soon." He said, confidentl
Joyce had went all out for her husband's birthday party. The beach house was really aesthetic, the party decorations were perfectly organized. A few friends of Joyce and Noah's were present, laughter and small talks in the air.I was pouring myself a glass of wine when Joyce approached me with someone."Jessie, you remember Michael Lowe from my wedding after party?" She grinned, presenting my ex heartthrob.I almost knocked off my glass of wine at the unprepared sight of him. He was exactly how he was years ago. Tall, sandy blonde hair, bright green eyes and a perfect build. He was in a white shirt and dark pleated slacks."Michael. It's been so long." I said, breathlessly.He flashed me a seductive smile. "It's good to see you again, Jessica."There was a small pause as we both stared at each other, smiling like idiots."Well, why don't I leave you both to reacquaint yourselves. I'll be over there with Noah." Joyce must have been so proud of herself. The almighty matchmaker."Wow. Y
“Stop worrying, Jess, Toby is okay, he’s probably on one of his useless road trips.” My older sister, Joyce told me as she patted my cute three year old niece to sleep. Joyce was a lawyer, married to a handsome six figure earner. She was four years older and was more of a mom than a sister to me since we were kids.Our parents died when I was only four but luckily, we got adopted by Lola, our wonderful foster mom who lived in the outskirts of the city.“But it’s never been like this, he hasn’t called or texted for days.” I was really worried that something bad might have happened to my boyfriend.“You should seriously break up with this guy, he’s no good to you. When was the last time he took you out on date?” She asked and I couldn’t answer that because it’s been almost a year since we last went on a date.“Don’t say that Joyce, he’s a… great guy.” I tried to defend Toby. “You’ve caught him cheating twice, how is he a great guy?” She frowned.Joyce was a strict person, she was
I staggered backwards at the sound of the door unlocking and then the two men entered.One was weirdly huge and the other had an ugly scar on his left cheek. “She’s awake.” The one with a scar sniggered.“Let’s take her to the boss.” The huge one said as he prowled to me and suddenly ripped off the tape from my mouth.Ouch.“No! Wait! Stop!” I tried to wiggle out from his grip on my arm, wincing a little from the soreness around my mouth.“Shut up bitch!” Scarface snapped and dragged me to himself. He smelled of strong perfume and cigar.“I’d hit you but the boss said not to.”He told me with a wolfish grin, exposing a gold tooth.I was dragged to a dark lounge smelling of leather and cigarettes. Everything was mahogany and rich leather. There was a bar at the side and a snooker too.There were three men relaxing in the lounge. I easily figured out who the boss—Vincenzo was. He sat on the biggest leather couch, his large hand holding a tumbler of whisky or something. I took a
Toby was supposed to be just a rebound, someone to help me forget that I was dumped by a guy I thought was going to be my forever but instead, I fell in love with him more than he could ever love me. I paid for the dates, made efforts to meet up and the sex rarely happened because I didn’t enjoy it. It was all about him and never about me. He ditched movie nights that I’d plan for us and return in the wee hours of the morning drunk and annoying. He was always in one debt or the other and one time, I had to lie to Joyce to give me six hundred dollars so I could pay off some of his debts. I felt so stupid thinking about all I did just to save a useless relationship. Now, I was being held hostage all because I dated a stupid guy. I could literally hear Joyce scolding me in my mind. Toby and I were so done and I hoped I would eventually be released because I knew deep down that he wasn’t going to turn himself in just for my freedom, contrary to what Vincenzo or his dangerous gang may th
Joyce had went all out for her husband's birthday party. The beach house was really aesthetic, the party decorations were perfectly organized. A few friends of Joyce and Noah's were present, laughter and small talks in the air.I was pouring myself a glass of wine when Joyce approached me with someone."Jessie, you remember Michael Lowe from my wedding after party?" She grinned, presenting my ex heartthrob.I almost knocked off my glass of wine at the unprepared sight of him. He was exactly how he was years ago. Tall, sandy blonde hair, bright green eyes and a perfect build. He was in a white shirt and dark pleated slacks."Michael. It's been so long." I said, breathlessly.He flashed me a seductive smile. "It's good to see you again, Jessica."There was a small pause as we both stared at each other, smiling like idiots."Well, why don't I leave you both to reacquaint yourselves. I'll be over there with Noah." Joyce must have been so proud of herself. The almighty matchmaker."Wow. Y
Having Luca in my apartment was dreamy, like one of my fantasies about him. His perfume, which smelled wonderfully like ocean breeze, filled the atmosphere of my room."How's your wound?" I asked, watching him as he studied my room like he was in a museum. His bandage was still on."Still hurts," He nodded, his eyes now fixed on my pink plushies. He scoffed, amused. "Your room is exactly how I fantasized," He said, glancing over to me, "All pink and girly."I blushed, his admission to fantasizing about me was not lost on me. I pulled at the hem of my cream cashmere blouse."It's my favorite color." I told him. Just like Vince, I knew his would be black.Luca went ahead to sit in the grey recliner Vince had sat in the last time he was here. A dreadful thought came into my mind."You know it's risky for you to be here. I left the house without Vince's knowledge. He may come to look for me." I said to Luca as I sat on my bed."Vince won't be coming here anytime soon." He said, confidentl
I was wet. So wet from my kiss with Luca. Who knew he felt that way about me? In fact, how did we started developing these strange and overwhelming feelings for each other? I had left his room distorted and horny, now, l was alone on my bed, thinking all sorts of erotic allusion. It was raining heavily outside and Vince still wasn't home. I needed to find relief by any means because my whole body was vibrating with lust. So, I got to work with my fingers. I rubbed myself for many minutes but I couldn't find relief. I needed something real, something more than the fuzzy scenarios I was making up in my mind. Luckily, the door clicked open and Vince's large body came into view. "Can't leave you alone for ten minutes without you touching what's mine," He growled, sending sparks down to my buzzing core. I snatched my hand from between my thighs and twisted on the bed, still trying to find relief. "I missed you," I said, half truth. The other truth was that I missed his brother
It rained heavily after I got home--well, Vince's home--from the hospital. He had suggested I stayed with him for a while until I got better and the whole la familia fight was settled. After finishing up a much needed smoke in the bar, I headed back to my room but my steps were halted by someone at the door. "Vince," I whispered, moving back. He stood by the door, staring directly into my eyes. I knew what he was going to say, his jaws were clenched, his eyes narrowed in anger. "Why did you jump in front of the bullet?" He asked in a growl. I knew it. I sighed, looking away. What was I to say now? "You mean why did I save the girl you practically declared a Sparare a vista for?" I frowned. "This isn't about me, Luca," He took a step towards me and I took a step backwards. "What the hell are you on about?" I asked like I didn't know. "You have eyes for her." And there it was, the dark truth. "Don't. Don't do this." I shook my head at him. "Tell me I'm lying," Vince
There was a commotion around me, like soldiers marching and shooting guns in the air as hot as a sauna. Was this hell? It had to be.I opened my eyes to a blurry huge man above me. Blink by blink, my vision cleared and I gasped out, life filling my lungs again."Vince?" I moaned, my body too heavy for me to lift."Cara! Cara! Look at me!" He shook me by the shoulders, his eyes widely fixed on me and not the turmoil happening around us."What happened? I thought..." I thought I was dead. How was he here? What was happening?"Get up! We have to go now," He pulled me up and lifted me onto his good shoulder.I covered my ears and shut my eyes to the violence before me. Vince ducked and ran fast, trying to get me to safety.He approached Luca who was shooting from the corner of a garden fence. "Get her to the car now!" He bawled at Luca, dumping me on him before rushing back to the shooting.Luca wasted no time in picking me up like I weighed nothing and headed for the car. "Put me down
Not again. I was locked up inside Fabiano's disgusting pit, but this time, I was tied to a wooden chair. The room was darker, giving me a scarier feeling than before. I struggled to loosen the thick woven rope tied around me but it was of no use. I couldn't even move. "Jessica Reese. The woman after the king's heart." Fabiano entered with two of his men. All in black clothes as usual. I was so terrified, tied and alone with them. They stared at me like a prey, a weak helpless prey. Where was Vince? Did he know I was captured? Or did Fabiano have him too? "I thought you were smart." He said, his cigar dangling in the corner of his thin lips. His upper lip was covered entirely by his overgrown moustache. "And I thought you knew I'd never betray him." I glared at him. "Why? Is his dick that good?" He laughed, took his cigar out of his mouth and threw it to the ground before putting it off with his shoe. "I'm not giving you any information about him or help you steal anythi
I was still in disbelief, staring at Vincenzo like it would bring me out of this surreal moment. Never would I have thought he would do something like this, relinquishing power and handing it over to me on a platter of gold."Jessie? Are you okay?" He touched my face and that was when the tears gathered in my eyes streamed down."You're letting me go?" I sobbed.With a smolder, he pulled me into his arms. "Yes." He rasped. "If I want to have you, it has to be all of you. I know you're unstable, forcefully sunk into my world and seeing you cry.. tears me apart."I wanted to say it, right there and then. I wanted to confess that I loved him. It was right on the tip of my tongue but... I couldn't.I swallowed down those words because I knew better. I knew better than to mention the world 'Love' to someone like Vince."Thank you." I whispered, holding him tight. He said nothing in reply, only the hard beating of his heart filled my ears.Vince took me back to my apartment in a black ferra
He was shirtless, standing in the middle of the room with his muscular back to me. I felt like I was having a panic attack, my nostrils dragging for air like there was limited oxygen. I was silent, waiting for him to say something, anything and when he did, it was an order. "Kneel." He growled, his voice deep like still waters. I didn't even know when I fell to my knees, hands placed on my thighs. I was wearing a big grey t shirt that covered my lacy maroon panties. "We can both agree that I've been patient with your indecisiveness and emotional outbursts." His voice was harsh but I could tell it wasn't from anger. He was in Daddy mode. "Yes." I rasped. "Good." He nodded, curtly. "So you understand why I have to do this." His eyes were hard as rocks. Beautiful rocks. I nodded, biting my lip. "I'm sorry.." I said, "Daddy." I added in a hush tone. "Don't you worry little pet, you'll be sorry when I'm done with you." He took the two steps he needed to get directly in
I stood, frozen like an icicle in middle of the room, surprised by the figure in front of me. I hadn’t expected him to be in the house. I had thought he was still in Las Vegas.“I asked you a question, Jessica. What are you doing in here?” Luca’s scowl deepened. “Nothing, I was just…” My words trailed off as I was unable to finish that sentence.“You shouldn’t be in here. Only Vince comes in here.” He said, dangerously to me, “Leave now.” He ordered, his eyes were so cold, like he was warning me.I glanced at the safe and then at him. I wondered if he knew what I was searching for in here.“Don’t tell Vince.” I pleaded in a small voice before I scurried out.Hours later, I was still in Vince’s room, staring blankly at the TV. My focus was away from the soap opera I had been watching as my mind drifted off to the scary possibility of Luca telling his brother about catching me in the safe room.The door suddenly opened and Vince entered. He was back.“Vince? Is everything alrigh