"I missed you so fucking much," Ermanno growled, his words dripping with hunger and desire as he scooped Celine into his arms. Her slight frame was engulfed by his muscled body, his strength a tantalizing promise of the passion to come."I missed you too," Celine breathed, her voice a symphony of need.Ermanno's lips found hers, a velvet dance of tongues and teeth. He kissed her like a man possessed, his hunger insatiable, coaxing moans from her as he explored the soft flesh of her lips, teasing and tantalizing her.Ermanno groaned, his fingers dancing over Celine's curves like a conductor commanding an orchestra. "God, I've missed kissing these lips," he panted, his words lost in the feverish rhythm of their embrace.Celine moaned, her body aflame with want. "I want you," she whispered, her voice a siren's song.Ermanno's eyes darkened with desire, a savage heat burning in his gaze. "You have no idea how much I want you too, Babe," he rasped, his hands coaxing moans from her with eve
Ermanno glanced around the abandoned school, his senses prickling with the knowledge that his father's men were watching him. A smirk twisted his lips - he might be outnumbered, but he would not be outmaneuvered.His eyes darted back to the contract in his hand, the words sharp as a serpent's bite. The letter within offered him a choice: either he signed the contract and took over Alessandro's company, or Lucio would pay the ultimate price Witt his life.Ermanno's pulse quickened, his mind racing to outwit his father's scheme.As Ermanno slipped the contract into his jacket pocket, he left the decrepit school behind, the echo of his footsteps a grim soundtrack to his thoughts. Torn between his hard-earned company and the life of his brother, he climbed into his car, his grip on the steering wheel white-knuckled.Back at the villa, he tossed the contract on the table with a curse. "My goddamn father is behind this," he snarled, his rage palpable.Oliver's face transformed from neutral
"So, what's it going to be?" Alessandro sneered, his smugness like a physical presence in the room. "You're going to shoot your father?"Ermanno's gaze was as sharp as glass, his voice hard as steel. "You were never a father figure to me," he said, his words cutting deep. "You were a beast, nothing more."Alessandro laughed, a cold, humorless sound. "Nonsense! At least you turned out well.”"You're a billionaire, with companies all over the world, multiple enemies," Alessandro continued, his smile growing wider. "And you've got the beautiful lady by your side. If you ask me, I'd say I did you a favor.”"I love the way you think, you're a gaslighter," Ermanno hissed, venom in his voice. "No wonder Mom stuck with you after all the abuse."Alessandro's smirk grew wider, a predator's grin. "Your mother loves me. That's why she stayed."Ermanno glanced around the room, taking in the tense atmosphere and the armed men on both sides. His own personal sniper stood at the ready, waiting for th
Ermanno's feet seemed to move on their own as he rushed to Celine, pulling her into a tight embrace. She trembled in his arms, her voice a whisper of fear and shock. "I... I just killed a man," she stammered, her hands quivering as she clung to him. Ermanno shushed her gently, his voice low and soothing. "Shh, you saved me," he murmured, his fingers gently prying the gun from her grasp. The silence between them was heavy with the weight of the moment, the aftermath of violence and blood ringing in their ears. Ermanno gazed down at Celine's tear-streaked face, his heart aching for her pain and fear. Gently, he brushed away the strands of hair that had fallen into her eyes. “Ermanno… I just killed him.” Celine's mind was in a blur, the shock and horror of what she'd done still echoing through her body. She'd been home, a terrified witness to the struggle between Neo and Alessandro's men, when she'd seized her chance to escape. With a racing heart and frantic thoughts, she'd
Celine was utterly baffled. Faye and her son, John, were the only people home, and all of the workers, including the guards, had been given the day off.The house seemed ordinary, nothing out of place, but Celine's heart raced faster and faster as she ascended the stairs to the floor she shared with Ermanno. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw the broken glass scattered across the floor.Fear gripped her as she took cautious steps, avoiding the broken shards of glass that crunched beneath her feet.“What just happened?”Celine's hands trembled as she pulled out her phone, her thumb racing across the screen to call Ermanno."Princess," Ermanno answered, his voice laced with concern."Something happened," Celine whispered, her heart pounding in her chest."What's wrong?" Ermanno demanded, his voice growing more urgent."I just got back and I saw Faye rushing to her car with John, and it looks like someone broke into our house," Celine explained, her voice shaking with fear.Erm
Celine was in a daze, her gaze fixed on the ocean's endless blue horizon. Her mind was a whirlwind of questions, her heart heavy with worry and uncertainty.A knock sounded at the door, jolting Celine out of her reverie. She walked towards the door with deliberate steps, as if each one were another nail in her coffin. And there, on the other side, stood her father, Aaron."Dad, what are you doing here?" Celine asked, her voice tinged with surprise. "How did you know I was here?""Don't worry about that, child," Aaron said with a reassuring smile, his voice a comforting balm. "Can I come in?"Celine nodded, stepping aside to let her father enter. The door clicked shut behind him, and he made his way to the couch, settling into the soft cushions.Celine sat next to him, her eyes fixed on the floor. Her father studied her, taking in the dark circles under her eyes, the tightness of her shoulders, and the tension radiating from her body."How are you?" Aaron asked gently, his voice low an
Celine's heart beat faster as she watched Ermanno being led into the courtroom, his appearance shocking her to the core. He was gaunt and pale, the bruises on his body screaming of the harsh treatment he'd been subjected to. Her blood boiled at the sight of him, malnourished and mistreated. And there was Zelda, smug and satisfied, seated with her team, like a vulture waiting to feast on the remains of her victim.Ermanno's eyes sought hers, the glimmer of love and trust still flickering in their depths, despite everything.Celine tried to focus, clinging to every word Mr. Robbins uttered with the fierce determination of a survivor. Her gaze shifted between the lawyer, the judges, and Ermanno, who stood stoically before them."My client's rights have been violated," Mr. Robbins argued, his voice impassioned and clear. "He has been subjected to violent attacks by other inmates, all while the guards turned a blind eye. The treatment he's received is not befitting of a supposedly safe pla
Ermanno made sure that his men caught the man who shot Celine and dealt with him. He wanted to break out of prison and hunt Zelda down, but Celine convinced him to stay, not wanting him to make his case worse.Ermanno felt himself going back to the dark hole he managed to escape, he felt like he was not in control, returning to his depressed, sadistic self. A week had passed since the day Celine was shot, and her world had become a cocoon of recovery. Though she chafed against her dependency on Fiona and the others, they didn't mind one bit.On this particular morning, she decided to heed the doctor's advice and take an early stroll. Wrapped in the comfort of her baggy jeans and a crop top, she pulled her hair into a haphazard bun, her steps as light as her mood.As Celine walked, she felt a gentle breeze on her skin, the rising sun painting the world in warm shades of gold. She breathed deeply, taking in the aroma of freshly cut grass and the sound of birds chirping in the nearby tr