He hummed in response and traced his way from her clit to her cunt with his tongue. Then he flattened his tongue against her clit and sampled her again. Rosana cried out, unable to take the mind-numbing pleasure as he fucked her with his tongue, his lips, and, his teeth, eating her like a starving man. "One f*cking taste is not enough" He groaned, feasting on her and making her cry out in pleasure. The taste of her against his tongue was like nothing he had ever tasted before. It was silky and perfect, and he couldn't get enough of her. After a breathless, suspended moment, she finally shattered. Rosana's cry of release drenched the air as she came in a shuddering, toe-curling orgasm that vibrated against his body. He rode it out of her system until it was too sensitive and she couldn't take it anymore. Before she could collapse on the bed, he held her and turned her around so her back was now on the bed. Then he kissed every inch of her body, from her legs to her pussy and then to
He had never gotten on his knees for anyone but for this woman lying beneath him, he would do it over and over without question, without wavering. He would go to war for her sake, kill for her sake, burn down the world if he had to, and lay down his life for her and their unborn children. Rosana shuddered and moaned as circles of pleasure swirled within her, radiating from the center of her body to all her nerve endings. She could tell he was holding and f*cking her in smooth and passionate strokes that slowly drove her over the edge. Whatever was happening between them pulled her in, the urgency to have all of him sinking in as if consuming her entire being, the way his body pressed against hers, warm and untamed, then the rapid beating of their hearts as though they would explode. "Sergio... Omg... Sergio!" She cried as came immediately, her muscles gripping around his cock, squeezing and pulsing. With their eyes still glued together, hers round as disks and blurred, Sergio ro
Munika's hands trembled as she packed her belongings and stuffed them into the bag, her mind racing. It had been more than a week since the incident between Rosana and the Mistress took place. Things weren't supposed to end that way but it did and since then, she had been living in immense fear. The curtains in the room were drawn and the lights off. She had been like this for days, unable to leave the room, unable to eat or sleep. She was wracked with guilt and fear, her mind racing with thoughts of the terrible thing she had done. Two lives were on the line, and it was all her fault. She shouldn't have hated her daughter-in-law or thought of ways to send her away. Right from the beginning, she didn't trust her and that didn't change over time. She always thought she had other evil motives and would likely destroy her son in the future. Besides, something had happened in the past and it was hard to trust Rosana or her family. She shouldn't have prodded the Mistress to carry Serg
The moment was fraught with tension as Lucretia turned around, her heart pounding in her chest. There he was, standing beside the table, his eyes blazing with anger. She could feel his presence like a dark cloud, looming over her before her eyes met him. Her body went rigid and tense. What was he doing there? How did he find her? She wondered as her face paled and clammed, her forehead glistening with a light sheen of sweat. Her eyes widened and her lips parted slightly, as she tried to catch her breath. The terror she felt was palpable, radiating from every inch of her body as she stared at him with unblinking eyes. "What are you doing here?" She asked, trying hard to compose herself, but her hands still trembled. "You should leave""Get up, Lucretia!" He commanded, his voice as cold as the night. "Do not make me ask again""I am not going anywhere with you. I'm here with my date and I need you to leave before he returns!"The tension in the air was like a live wire waiting to spar
••|NEXT MORNING|••As Rosana hung up the phone, she felt a knot forming in her stomach. Her mother's voice had been hesitant, almost evasive, as she avoided the subject once again. Aria was hiding something and it made her scared and on edge not knowing what it was. They had planned to meet after she disclosed she had something to say to her. It was some truth she wanted to reveal before her father did, but then, they couldn't meet. Whenever she pressed for details during their numerous phone calls, her mother deflected her questions, sounding more and more nervous with each passing second. And whenever she tried to speak, her voice trembled, almost sounding like she was on the verge of tears. Rosana could hear the distress in her voice, even as she tried to sound casual and upbeat. She was hiding something, that much was certain. But why? What could be so terrible that it had reduced her mother to that state?"My lady, is anything the problem?" She immediately doused the disturbi
"Vicenta was only twelve years old but she endured worse—all the pain, all the hardships. It was so heartbreaking to see but I was always there to pick her up when she passed out cold. I always tended to her wounds and sneaked in food and medication but I had my own duties and could not stay longer until she regained consciousness."Carmencita paused, her watery eyes glazed over as if looking through the objects around her. She wiped off her tears with the back of her hand but more kept rolling down uncontrollably. Rosana could feel her pain because she also was on the verge of shedding tears. Without words, she leaned closer and covered her trembling hand with hers, soothingly. Whatever she was feeling now must've been very much worse back then. "Finally, I got the chance to speak with her but she shut me out and would not listen to whatever I had to say. She blamed her late father and me for ruining her life and cursed the day we had her. She cursed us both for everything and wishe
•••Flashback continues•••Sergio took a deep, shuddering breath, and began to undress. His body was a masterpiece, each muscle rippling. He removed his shirt, his jacket, and his pants, revealing a body marred only by the scars of his upbringing. His face remained impassive as he disrobed, his movements deliberate.He gazed down at the girl lying unconscious from pain and exhaustion, her n@ked form revealing the wreckage of her young body. Bruises covered her skin, blood trickled from her wounds, a crimson evidence to her suffering and her limbs were twisted at unnatural angles. The sight of her, laid out before him like a sacrificial lamb, sent a wave of anguish crashing through his heart. Pressing his lips into thin line, he fisted his hands. He knew what his father expected of him, but every fiber of his being was rebelling against it. And yet, he had to comply. Lowering himself onto the table, he positioned himself above her. He then closed his eyes, shutting out the leering faces
"That's enough, Carmen, you did what every mother would have done. I'm sorry the Mistress had to go through all of that. I had forgiven you the moment I learned she was your daughter and you were only trying to protect her. I could not have you locked away and executed after everything you have done for me"Carmencita smiled softly as more tears rolled down her cheeks. "I did nothing for you, dear child. I was only carrying out my duties and was more than happy to take care of you. You reminded me of what I had lost and you made me feel alive once more, you made me feel like a mother. While I was away, I kept praying for you and that precious little one"Rosana gasped and her eyes widened. "You knew?"With a smile, she nodded. "A long time ago. From your increased appetite to your glowing appearance. Do not forget I observe a lot of things""And you never said anything. You... You never told the Mistress" Carmencita nodded and she furrowed her brows. "But why?""I was only trying to p
EPILOGUE>>PART 2After the handshake, they stood side by side in silence. The unexpected turn of events still shocked Alberto as he couldn't believe everything had gone smoothly, and he was now standing beside the one person he least expected to make amends with.As they stood, a question that had been nagging in his mind popped in and he couldn't resist asking. "About the scar on your chest... Did I do that? During the fight, I mean"More than once, he had caught glimpses of the scar when Enzo trained shirtless. And due to the depth, Alberto couldn't help but wonder if he was responsible for it."Nah. A girl." Enzo replied curtly.Alberto had not anticipated a response, but then, a girl??? Who could she be? What was her relationship with Enzo? The scar seemed too severe to be inflicted by someone Enzo didn't have a deep connection with. Alberto was curious, but he knew better than to pry even when the question still lingered in his mind. Just as they resumed standing in silence, Lucr
EPILOGUETWO YEARS LATER... The lavish table was set with fine china, crystal glasses, and silverware. Golden candelabras adorned the center, casting a warm glow over the spread of meat, steaming dishes, salads, desserts, and fresh fruits. The family had gathered for a grand Thanksgiving celebration with Ville, Carmencita, Lucretia, Alberto, and Alfonso in attendance. The twins, now 7 years old, burst with energy and raced around the dining room, pursuing Enzo. "I'm gonna catch you, Uncle Enzo""And why do you think so?" Enzo asked, breathing heavily as the twins continued their relentless pursuit."Because I'm the fastest""No, you're not," Vincenzo countered, trying hard to overcome his elder brother."I am""You're not!""I am"As the kids kept competing against one another, Alberto watched the commotion with a warm smile on his face, while sipping his whiskey. He hadn't expected an invitation from Sergio and was shocked when he received one. That was the first time he was dinin
Chapter 190Sergio's eyes locked on Rosana's as the air between them crackled with anticipation. It had been far too long since they'd last been intimate, and the tension was undeniable."Rosana." He called out and took a step closer to her. She stood frozen, her heart racing, as his fingers traced the curve of her spine. He gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and that sent shivers down her spine. With his eyes never leaving hers, he leaned in and grazed the curve of her neck with his lips. Rosana's eyelids fluttered close as she tilted her head, inviting him deeper. Just as she craved, he trailed kisses along her skin, each one igniting a spark that nearly engulfed her.Moaning quietly, she raised her hand to his chest and felt the warmth of his skin beneath his shirt. She tugged gently and Sergio's lips curved into a smile as he obliged, shedding his shirt to reveal the chiseled contours of his torso.Their eyes met once more, the connection between them wild and electri
As Rosana stepped into the house, she was immediately surrounded by the warm glow of twinkling candles and the sweet fragrance of fresh flowers. Her eyes widened in surprise as she took in the breathtaking sight before her. What could be the occasion? It wasn't the twins' birthday nor was it their marriage anniversary."Welcome home, Mammà!" The twins chimed in unison, their faces lighting up with excitement. They stood in the entrance of the hall, each holding a bouquet of colorful flowers."Oh, thank you, my sweet knights," Rosana responded, her heart swelling with love and gratitude as she knelt to hug them. She then got the flowers and inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet scent."Welcome home, Amore mio. The kids wanted to surprise you. They've been working on this all day" Rosana's eyes met Sergio's, and she felt a flutter in her chest. He was now standing behind the twins with a warm smile on his face and deep down, she knew that this was more than just a sweet gesture from the
Chapter 188A MONTH LATER•••"Things have been getting better. Sergio is slowly putting the past behind him and doesn't avoid me anymore. My favorite time of the day is when he comes home to us."Lucretia's face lit up with a warm smile as she sipped her lemonade. "Oh, that's awesome. I'm thrilled to hear that, Ana, you deserve it."Rosana's expression turned thoughtful, and she inhaled deeply. "I still quiver thinking about how close I came to losing him.""Well, I'm glad you came to your fucking senses and made things right"The two friends lapsed into a comfortable silence, each lost in their own thoughts, reflecting on the twists and turns their lives had taken over the past few years. Lucretia's thoughts drifted back to the rough months that had passed. She remembered the pain and the fear, the sleepless nights and the endless tears. But most of all, she remembered the realization that had hit her like a ton of bricks—Enzo was still alive.She hadn't seen him again since that nig
FEW DAYS LATER>>> AT THE CAPITALThe Mafia men stepped out of the meeting room, dressed in black suits that fitted their muscular bodies perfectly. Their faces were expressionless, hidden behind dark sunglasses as they stepped out of the Capital, disappearing into waiting black vehicles. As the rest of the men left, Alberto hung back, helping Ville and Enzo with some tasks. Within the past few weeks, he had gotten along with Ville and Alfonso, but things were tougher with Enzo. No matter how hard he tried, Enzo either ignored him or gave him a menacing glare that left him shaken. Still, Alberto refused to give up. He was determined to make amends for his past mistakes and earn forgiveness and acceptance, especially from his half-brothers Sergio and Enzo."You should head back home," Ville said to him three hours later. "I'll finish up from here""Yeah... About that... I've got nothing else to do. I'd rather finish up with you than return to that cold empty house"Ville chuckled and l
Sergio paused in front of the bedroom door, his hand hovering over the door knob. He had timed his entrance perfectly, believing Rosana would be fast asleep and he would be spared the agony of avoiding her. Instead, he conjured up an image of watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest while she slept peacefully. He longed to caress her hair and cheek, planting soft kisses on her forehead.Taking a deep breath, he turned the knob and pushed the door open. His expectations were shattered once he met with Rosana standing on the other side, her blue eyes wide and wary. She wasn't asleep, because unlike him, she had been waiting, ready to confront him and have that conversation he had been avoiding. "Bambolina!" Sergio's low and gentle voice washed over her like a gentle caress, triggering a flurry of emotions that left her breathless. Her lips parted, but there were no words. She just stood frozen, staring at him with wide eyes as though he had just emerged from thin air. Time seem
Ville raised an eyebrow, his skepticism, evident. Choosing not to pursue the matter further, he steered the conversation back on track as though there was no interruption. Sergio, too, didn't press for more information because he knew his brother's stubbornness all too well.Feeling thankful that they hadn't pushed the issue, Enzo lowered his gaze in an attempt to avoid Sergio's scrutiny. The truth was too raw and too painful. No matter how hard they pushed, he couldn't bring himself to share it, not now, not ever. He knew the consequences of revealing even a fragment of it and wasn't ready for that. For now, they would remain locked away, hidden behind his stoic facade until he was finally able to erase her and memories of their past. *****Rosana stood at the bedroom window, cradling a glass of wine as she gazed out into the night sky. The evening breeze carried a soothing calm, silencing her mind.She had just finished dinner with the family and Enzo. Seeing that the twins were s
Rio's sleepy eyes fluttered open, drawn to the soft sobs and sniffles that pierced the night air. He spotted Lucretia huddled on the windowsill and immediately scampered off the bed, rushing to her side. "Mammà, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Lucretia lifted her head, her puffy, teary eyes meeting Rio's concerned face. She hadn't realized he was awake. Quickly wiping away her tears, she forced a fragile smile and pulled him close."It's nothing, amore. I was just... thinking,"Rio's brow furrowed. "Are you hurt, Mammà? You fell on the floor and wouldn't open your eyes.""Oh, that..." Lucretia's voice trembled as she sniffled once more. "I'm sorry, I scared you. I was very tired and just... It will never happen again, I promise."Rio's small arms wrapped tightly around her, offering comfort. Then, suddenly, he pulled back, his eyes widening with curiosity. "Where's Uncle Enzo?"Lucretia froze. How did he know Enzo? "I can be friends with him because he's not a bad man, right?" R