WILLOWThe icy air fills my lungs as I grab on to Luciano, the only thing I can hear is my loud yelling and the wind dancing past my ear. I feel alive like a happy child, the feeling is strange, dangerous and exciting. Not even a single groan left Luciano mouth as the ride went back down. I close my eyes as the air pushes by my hair as we move back down in full speed.This is already my tenth ride of the night. we reach below and my head feels light. It takes me a few seconds before I can get myself to rise from my chair.I still had a killer hold on Luciano’s hands. He glances at me and he chuckled.“Your hair looks like you have just been fucked in the worst way possible,” He rakes his eyes above my head before he moves his fingers on top of it.He tries to fix it up with his hands but the slight puff of hair makes his obvious that his attempt’s were futile. “Well at least the sex looks mild,” He smirks annoyingly and I roll my eyes at him.“You bought me here,” I say.“Stop whin
WILLOWWe were back from France, although I didn’t want the experience to end. I had a life back here and my duty as Luciano’s wife.I place my hands over my lips as I think back to the last kiss we had at the top of the wheel. I glance over at Luciano as he fixes his burgundy tie. This is the first time in months since I have seen luciano in a color other grey, black or crème.His grey eyes falls on me and I draw in a sharp breathe because he just caught me staring up at him.“Do I look that attractive?” His asks with a sheepish grin.“I am just surprised to see you in color,” I say as I quickly rake my eyes across his body. “Ashley, forced me. Claiming you would like it,” He throws a stare at me before he returns on the screen of his phone.“I don’t know why you feel insecure when you could literally wear a wet sponge and women would still be after you like ants and sugar,” I compliment indirectly before I look away.“Technically, that means you find me attractive?” I can hear the
WILLOWKenzo’s hands rests on my arms and I shiver from the roughness of the top of his fingers. I move forward slightly losing his touch before I turn around to see his face. “Long time no see mi amore, how was your trip in France?” He asks as he runs his hands through his slicked back hair.“Fuck off Kenzo,” I growl at him and the smile on his face only becomes bigger. “This wasn’t you reaction when you were dancing with me a few days back ,” He says as he moves back.What the fuck is wrong with him? What is he even talking about. “You don’t have to act like a lunatic all the time,” I say to him before I take Luciano’s hands. “As you can see I am busy with my husband,” I say before I turn towards the crowd. Luciano did not oblige, he followed me instead. “Mrs roman,” An interview calls and I smile at her. I recognized her from E! The last time I had an interview in my fathers event she was the same person.“Would just give me a minute or two? A short interview people are kill
WILLOWHe looks down at me and his gray becomes darker. His long fingers tucks my hair behind my ear. I could feel his hot breathe on my forehead. I just realized how short of a rat I am.“Did you? . . .” He says softly before he searches my eyes like they hold the truth he is searching for.“Did I What?” I ask almost not sure whether my voice was audible enough.His gray eyes falls to my lips and my stomach feels funny. Why is having this effect on me? My face is red from all this. He takes a step forward and I move back but I lost my balance and my ass makes contact with the bed. “What you said during the interview,” He says as he looks down at me. He just a few inches away and I can’t help but know that his lower body is a few inches away from my face.It is taking a lot of scolding and mental screaming for me not to look. I gulp down spit and my eyes widens when I realized I said yes. This is supposed to be a secret. I didn’t want to ruin the relationship I have with him. Now, wh
*Willow’s POV***I wake up warm, wrapped in Luciano's strong arms. I raise my head and look up at his chiseled, handsome face, and smile. The thought of waking up to this every morning is bliss.I cuddle closer, indulging and tracing my hands on his face. Yesterday was everything to me, and the memory of our sex was enough to make me want it again this morning."Hey, beautiful," he whispers, drawing me even closer, his lips finding mine and he kisses me softly. I raise my head feeling shy and kiss him back. "Yes," I answer. “How was your night” he asks and I turn red. “Oh…it was” I start to say and he grins. “You’re blushing” he points out. I cover my cheeks in embarrassment smiling too."I'll get you warm milk," he says, taking his hands off me momentarily. I smile, wrapping myself in the cozy duvet as he heads out.He comes back with a warm mug, and hands it to me along with an envelope. I frown a bit wondering where he got it from."What's this?" I ask, accepting the envelope,
willow forced politeness masked my turmoil as I struggled to find words. "Beth? It's been a while," I managed to say, though my tone betrayed the lingering pain. "I know I messed up, but I needed to see you. Can we talk?" She uttered. The internal conflict within me intensified. My desire for closure warred with the lingering hurt. Part of me wanted to return inside and slam the door shut, shutting out the painful memories, while another part yearned for an explanation from her. At least, just to hear what the bitch would say. "Talk about what? Answer me, talk about what exactly?" My eyes narrowed while my voice taut with suppressed anger. "I'm really sorry, and I'm here to ask for your forgiveness. Please, kindly find a space in your heart to forgive me." "Forgive you? Do you have any idea what you did, Beth? You betrayed not only our friendship but my trust." "Willow, I messed up. I never meant to hurt you. I can't change the past, but I need you to understand how sorry I am
WILLOW'S POVBefore I and Luciano left my parents' home, I had a conversation with my parents. Dad let me know he has accepted Luciano wholeheartedly."Willow," he began. " I can see you love your husband so much and you really want to be with him. From my discussion with him, he seems to be a good one."His words resonated, reaching the depths of my heart as he continued, "I've come to know Luciano, and I've accepted him wholeheartedly. But I want you to know that love is not just about embracing the person, but also about embracing their journey, their dreams, and their flaws. It's about learning and growing together."A pause lingered in the air, allowing his words to settle, before he added, "Treat him with kindness, my dear. In the ebb and flow of life, kindness is a beacon that illuminates even the darkest corners of the heart. Learn to communicate openly. If he ever tries to hurt you in extreme wats, don't cease to inform me, please."In that moment, mum entered with a tray of
The next day, my parents requested that Luciano and I join them for a discussion. I was informed over a call."Hope nothing is wrong?" I asked, as the summons left me curious and a bit apprehensive."Of course, there isn't. We only want to discuss an important issue with you both." my parents assured me that it was nothing alarming. With a sense of curiosity tinged with mild concern, I informed Luciano about it and he agreed to accompany me since both our presence was required.Getting there, we all settled into the living room. My parents exchanged glances before my father spoke up after a brief moment of silence."Willow, Luciano, thank you for coming. We wanted to talk about something that's been on our minds."Luciano and I exchanged a glance with the same curious expression in our eyes."Of course, Dad. What's on your mind?" I inquired, my gaze shifting between my parents.My mother spoke with a mild tone."Before I dive into what we're here to talk about, I'll say this first. I
v*LUCAS’S POV**I glance across the room at Lucien, my mind racing with what to say about Camilla. I open my mouth to speak stuttering slightly, "I'll have to figure it out somehow," I admit, my gaze fixed on Lucien.He furrows his brow, looking confused “Figure it out? What do you mean?" Lucien asks.”Taking a deep breath, I respond, "I mean I want to talk to her, understand where her head is at. I need to know if she wants to stay, who she wants, and what's going on in her mind right now."Lucien leans back, his expression serious. "Honestly, Lucas, I think we should just let Camilla go. She's been through so much in such a short period. It's a miracle she's holding it together.And, let's face it, everything she's going through is because of us. If we never came into her life, she wouldn't be facing all these difficulties," he says.Nodding in agreement, I admit, "I've been thinking about it too. But, Camilla is avoiding me. Did you see how she acted when I entered the room? It's l
vLUCIEN’S POV**I stand in the dimly lit parking lot, my breath forming small clouds in the chill of the early morning air.It’s three in the morning,and I’m feeling anxious and exhilarated.Lucas and Liam, stand beside me, their expressions mirroring the same mix of emotions I feel.The last few days has been exhausting trying to discreetly send our message to the headquarters without raising suspicions or alerting the wrong people.The three of us have been through so much together, and tonight is no exception.I glance at Lucas, his tall and sturdy frame and he meets my gaze with a faint smile, he looked anxious too, clenching and unclenching his fist.Liam, on the other hand, fidgets nervously, running a hand through his unruly dark hair. He is trying so hard to hide it but I can see the anxiety etched on his face.Despite our fears, we knew exactly what to do."Are you ready?" I ask softly, breaking the silence that envelops us.Both of them nod, their expressions unwavering. I ca
vvLUCIANO'S POVIt's been a week since Willow's accident and finally the day for the hearing of my custody battle with Clara.I asked the doctor for a favour and had Willow moved to a different hospital secretly for her safety and also prepare myself mentally to restrict myself whenever I see that bitch, Clara.I fear that I might pounce on her with malicious intent when I set my eyes on her so I'm trying to keep that from happening as it would not help my case.I arrived at the court a few minutes before the scheduled and I am immediately accosted by Clara and her lawyer the second I enter the courthouse.I stare at them coldly as my eyes fixated on Clara who met my gaze confidently."What is the meaning of this?" I asked coldly."A last minute bargain," the lawyer said, his moustache dancing as he spoke. He is a short, bald man who carried an air of arrogance and unfounded confidence.I frown at them."What sort of bargain?""Let's settle this like adults and take it out of court,"
LUCIANO'S POVI wait across from the spa for a few minutes and eventually see her walking out of it.A beauty to behold as her hair cascades down her figure in enchanting waves. Her figure, a sight for the eyes in her black ankle-long gown that hugs her body, displaying her curves in full view to be admired by all who walk past her. Sunglasses adorn her face, keeping her beautiful eyes shielded from the sun.I can't help but be proud that she is mine.She spots me where I am parked in a pretty secluded location and makes her way to me. Her gait, the epitome of modelling art as she could easily pass for a supermodel with the way she struts towards me.Just then, a feeling of dread washes over me like a sort of premonition that something bad was about to happen.Just as I thought that, the sound of screeching car tires filled the quiet street as a car rounds a sharp just a few meters from her at a high speed, drifting in the process and using that momentum to head straight for her.It a
LUCIANO'S POVHer eyes widened at the sound of that."Custody papers?""Yes," I nodded. "I want custody of my son.""And you think that the court would grant that?" she asked. "You think the court would grant you the custody of our son to you, the father who is already dating another woman while refusing to complete the family which would be the best for the child?" she asked and then scoffed. "I am the mother, and I, unlike you wants what's best for my child. I want us to have a complete family. I have a better case than you.""We would let the court decide that," I shrugged. "Take the papers and get out of my office.""What if I don't accept these papers?" she asked with a frown."Then they would be delivered to your doorstep by the cops," I shrugged. "It isn't that difficult actually."She glared at me for a few seconds and then let out another sigh."Do you really have to involve the court in a dispute within our family?" she asked. "We can settle this between us."I gave a look o
LUCIANO'S POVThe past week since the day Willow came back has been quite tedious for me. Even though every other aspect of my life seems to be going smoothly, I can't help but be overwhelmed by my inability to get Willow to forgive me.She acts a bit cold towards me, refuses to share a room with me and even avoids conversation with me. If she ultimately has to engage in a conversation, she only replies with one word answers which I must admit is quite hurtful. And I understood that she was trying to be cautious since she would be going through relationship scandals not for the first time.The issue with Kenzo was enough for her to deal with right from time.It also fuels my resentment for Clara.Just one time when I decided to indulge her and entertain her shenanigans, she ruins the one thing that keeps me happy.I've had it all for as long as I can remember. Wealth, fame, looks, assets, endowments and women. I lacked nothing.At least that's what everyone who sees me thinks.Objecti
vLUCIANO'S POVWillow stares at me for a long while. Even as I plead and do my absolute best to further convince her that everything she saw was a misunderstanding. My words seemed to fall on deaf ears as she made no gestures to express her emotions. Her face was emotionless, her eyes bleak and her mouth shut.Very much unlike the Willow I know."Say something, Willow," I sigh as I eventually decided to stop talking and just listen to her."What do you want me to say?" she asked calmly, surprising me. "You kissed a woman you claim to have nothing romantic with and call it a misunderstanding. What am I supposed to say to that? Do I believe you who went there yourself and let her kiss you, or Clara, who obviously wanted me to see it by recording it? Who do I trust?""Me," I say as I inch closer to her but her eyes stop me in my tracks. They always had a fire in them that I love, but the flames I see now are so scalding hot that it would burn me to a crisp if I approached her carelessly.
WILLOW'S POVI watched as he came out of the shower, one white towel wrapped very low around his waist, making his v-line more prominent. The other white towel, he used to dry his hair. I tried very hard not to stare at him, but my eyes kept betraying me.Our eyes met in the mirror, and I quickly acted like I was keeping busy with my phone, but not before I saw him smirking.He picked up his shirt and started putting it on, buttoning it one by one. I could feel his heated gaze on me, but I refused to look up and meet his eyes. Both of us had sex yesterday, but that didn't mean I entirely forgave him. I had to trust him that Clara planned all this.I had to trust that he would never do anything to jeopardize us.“Are you coming with me today?” He asked as he picked up his pants from the bed. I would have been worried about him wearing the same clothes to work, but I wasn't. All the clothes in his closet looked practically the same, and I was sure none of his workers would notice.And i
LUCIANO'S POVIn an instant, Willow's mouth was against mine and our lips parted. Our tongues collided and our mouths meshed into a saliva pit. My arms surrounded her and we kissed powerfully for a solid time. Our tongues mashed deep into each other's mouths as our hands roamed over all new territory and while my cock hardened.“Let’s not do this here,” Willow said when she got her tongue back."Why? They'll understand we're making another baby." I replied."Oh, no! I won't survive mum's taunts if she catches us." She rose, taking my hand off her body. She locked the door and climbed the bed once again to prevent anyone from intruding in our moment.We continued kissing and she paused for a moment and I felt a shiver.“Give me your hand,” she said softly, and pulled my hand up under the front of her skirt till it was flush against her crotch.“Do you feel that?” she asked.“Hmmm, no underwear,” he said.“Feel how wet I am?”“Yes…”"That's to show how much I missed you."She kissed me