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Bride Of The Gun Breakfast
Sheila's POVI groaned out loud, stretching myself and letting out a big yawn, as I finally woke up. I made no move to stand up from the bed becauseI was still feeling quite groggy.It took me a few moment to realize where I was and when I finally did, my eyes widened in surprise. How the hell did I get here? I stood up immediately from the bed like it burnt my skin.Vague memories of last night slowly started to occur to me, making heat rise up my cheeks in embarrassment. I let out a very loud burp, only to attacked by the stench of alcohol from my own mouth. I scrunched up my nose in disgust.A knock on the door suddenly echoed through my room, startling me for a second. Who could that be?"Who's there?" I called out, mentally praying for it to be anyone other than André. I didn't think I had it me to face him right now."Breakfast for you, Mrs. Wolfe!" A female voice answered me from outside. Since when do they bring me breakfast in my room? I was puzzled but still deciding to go a
Bride Of The Gun Explosion
Sheila's POVI quickly wrapped a robe around myself, as I ran down a flight of stairs in a bid to catch up with André. We were both following closely behind Marco.We finally got to a portion of the mansion that I had earlier been informed, was out of bounds. It was like some sort of dark, deserted basement. I tried to slow down, not really sure if I should follow them down there but André suddenly grabbed my arm, pulling me along with him.We finally got into the basement and my eyes were widened to see a young man, lying on the floor and trembling violently. He looked to be having some kind of seizure... only he kept stopping for a while to look around and scratch his body. "He suddenly started this." Marco said to André, point at the man."You drugged him?" André asked, making Marco shake his head before answering in the negative."We were just questioning him before he started... whatever this is." Marco answered, looking really confused."Maybe he OD'ed on something?" André aske
Bride Of The Gun Coffee
Sheila's POVIt's been over two weeks since we last spoke, myself and André. Two weeks of him being extra busy with work and his mafia duties. He would come back really late on some nights, retiring to his bedroom and locking himself up in there. On some other nights, he won't come home at all. I didn't really know why but I was worried. Somehow, I felt like he had been avoiding me because of what that man said, weeks ago. He was trying to keep his distance from me.At the moment, I decided that an alone outing will do me some good. I needed to clear my head, after all that had been happening recently. I was dressed up in a real simple outfit, with a face cap to offer more disguise. The last thing I needed was a group of paparazzi and bloggers running after me with cameras and microphones.I took a taxi like every other regular person, a thirty minutes drive to my favorite coffee shop around town. Would have loved to bring Harley along but she absolutely despises coffee.I finally got
Bride Of The Gun Consequences
Sheila's POVI nervously fidgeted with the hem of my blouse, as I sat quietly in the front seat of André's car. I couldn't bring myself to say anything or to look right into his direction because as far as I could tell, he was pretty pissed. I wanted to ask him how he found me but suddenly decided against it.He had his hands on the steering wheel and his eyes straight up ahead. I saw his grip on the steering tighten a couple times and his jaw muscle was constantly ticking... something he does when he is pissed."So... beautiful day huh?!" I blurted out, totally surprising myself. What a stupid way to break the silence.André still kept his eyes on the road, clearly not wanting to have that conversation with me or any other conversation at all. He probably thinks of me as some snitch or something. Maybe he was thinking I purposely met up with the detective to rat him out. I frowned at the thought."I didn't tell him anything." I said, daring myself to look at his face. He was still f
Bride Of The Gun Date night I
Sheila's POV"Yasss girl!!!" Harley squealed, spanking my behind playfully, as I walked out of the room. I heard Madeline giggle from inside and I turned around to give Harley a death glare.Madeline and Harley had just taken their time to doll me up because I was going on a date with André tonight. I was wearing the most ridiculously, expensive dress I've ever owned, a high slit exposing my thigh every now and then, as I walked. My hair had been neatly styled and make-up done so well, that I could hardly recognize myself in the mirror. This was my first official date ever and I was trying my best not to appear nervous."Come on! Let's not keep your man waiting." Harley smiled, dragging me along with her, down the hallway. She seemed to be way too excited about this.Madeline was following right behind us, her tablet in hands, as she took numerous pictures of me. I looked back at her and frowned. Wasn't this way past her bedtime already?"Hey! Go to bed!" I waved my hand at her dramat
Bride Of The Gun Date night II
Sheila's POVGetting into yet another one of André's cars, the ride to the venue of our date was pretty cool. I was enjoying the music he played, as we zoomed past some really beautiful, nightlife sceneries. We didn't take too long to get there and André was quick to hop out and hold my side of the door open for me. My heart literally fluttered.We immediately had a couple cameras flashing at us and it startled me for a moment, before André placed his hand on my lower back. The cameras didn't bother me anymore. It was like having physical contact with André suddenly boosted my confidence. I noticed that André brought body guards along but this time, they kept their distance, like he ordered them not to let me notice them or something. He kept narrowing his eyes at some of them, from time to time and I decided to just ignore André already made reservations, so someone just led us past the crowd of onlookers and photographers outside, till we entered into the main building. It was one
Bride Of The Gun Blacksmiths
André's POVI slowly picked up the ring from the floor of the restroom, feeling fear and anger take over me. First, her shoes were left on the corridor, now her ring, the same ring I gave to her tonight. There's no way Sheila would just take them off... unless.. she was taken. Somebody had taken my wife and they'll fucking pay for it.Tightening my fist with the ring in my grip, I felt my anger rise by the second. Fuck! I should have just followed her to make sure she was safe. I let out a pained, aggressive yell, stretching my arm to punch the mirror in front of me. The object shattered at the impact, lodging tiny shards of glass into my fist and making me bleed. However, I felt nothing. Nothing compared to the pain of losing Sheila.I could hear the commotion from outside dying down. The restaurant had been completely evacuated by my men already. There was no need for everyone of those people to see the other side of André Wolfe, the mafia side. Now that they're all gone, I'll turn
Bride Of The Gun Bipolar
Sheila's POV I scrunched up my nose at the stench of cigarettes, suppressing my urge to cough. Gosh! I really hate when people smoke around me.Lifting my head to observe my surroundings, I noticed a lot of boxes around me, like I was in some sort of warehouse and I frowned. My hands were tied to the chair I was sitting on and I desperately tugged at the ropes."It's useless to struggle." A familiar voice suddenly spoke up from behind me, making me pause. I tried to turn around slowly, as I heard him approach. It was him, Harris. He was the one who kidnapped me... and put something in my drink."You! Why are you doing this?" I gritted my teeth at him, as he finally stood before me. He smiled."Oh, don't take it too personal." He said, bending down to my level and brushing my cheeks with the back of his hand. I felt myself recoil at the sudden contact and that made his grin even wider. He reeked strongly of cigarettes."Once your dear husband gets here, I'm sure we can ...talk things
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Bride Of The Gun The Host
Sheila's POV"Are you okay, mi amor?" André asked me again for what felt like the millionth time tonight, making me nod in affirmation."We could go back, if you don't feel like it anymore." He whispered, making me roll my eyes at him."Seriously, I'm fine with it, André." I groaned out in frustration, earning a small smile from him.I could tell he was nervous, given the current situation and what we were just about to do, so I reached out to his hand, slowly intertwining our fingers. He seemed to be more calmer.Hugo was seated in the front, driving us to our destination with total concentration on the road before us. We had just been invited by none other than El Narco to a fundraiser event for charity. At first, we were skeptical to the whole idea of El Narco hosting a fundraiser event for charity? But then again, we weren't the only ones invited. André still felt like something was off, despite the fact that a whole lot of wealthy people would be in attendance.Nonetheless, we de
Bride Of The Gun Deep Thoughts
André's POV"This might sting a little." Sheila whispered to me, right before applying some weird ointments on my bruised knuckles. I had been doing too much punching earlier and was still pretty pissed.I was currently seated on a chair in my home office, while Sheila was sitting on the desk, right in front of me. She was so focused on the treatment she was giving to my bruises and I calmly watched her."You're mad." She suddenly stated, making my eyes fall to her lips."You have no idea." I replied, making her pause for a while to look at me."But why though? You've been at it for hours and you managed to get a couple information out of him." She said again."Not enough. There's more that he's hiding.""I thought I had it all figured out. Right then and there, I could have sworn I knew it was Dylan. All the hints and signs pointed to him but now...." I told her, as she massaged my hands gently."André.." She was about to say something before I continued again."I know it sounds ridi
Bride Of The Gun Scapegoats
André's POV"Dylan Reeves?!! Are you kidding me right now?" Detective Miller shrieked in disbelief, trying to catch up with me, as I stormed away."How's that even possible? He's back here in Vegas?." He continued and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him."You're the detective. Why don't you tell me?" I replied, quickening my pace.He finally ran past, coming to stand right in my front and blocking me from moving any further. I halted, looking down at him with an annoyed glare."Look, I know you don't like me and frankly speaking..." He started to say, as I folded my arms across my chest."..I also don't like you. The fact that you were able to clear your name and walk around as a free man, still pisses me off because we both know you're a criminal." "You were clearly the one in that viral footage but obviously, you've got enough money to cover up your own ass even against the fucking authorities." He continued, making me pinch the bridge of my nose in annoyance."But I still n
Bride Of The Gun Vendetta
André's POVI bounced my knees nervously, as I sat beside Sheila on the backseat of my limousine. We had cut short our little vacation on Isla Dorado, leaving Madeline and Marco there and returning back to Vegas on such short notice. Sheila insisted that she follow me back to make sure I don't "lose it"."It can't be that bad, right?" She asked, trying to comfort me by rubbing my back soothingly."I hope so." I replied, grabbing her other free hand and pressing it onto my cheeks with both hands. Somehow, holding her like this always seemed to calm my wracking nerves.It was nighttime and the streets of Vegas weren't really as lively. It was almost like everyone had gotten into hiding or something."We're here, boss." Hugo called out to me, as he parked out in front of a familiar, now wrecked building. I looked out of the window, frowning at the little crowd that had gathered there.Sirens of ambulances and the police cars were busy wailing noisily at the scene. Apparently, there had b
Bride Of The Gun Superpower
Sheila's POV:La Isla Dorado was even more beautiful than the last time I was here, which was for I and Andre's honeymoon. The flowers and trees were much more greener and vibrant in colour, making the whole place have a rather surreal appearance.I sighed in contentment, looking down at the beautiful scenery before me and stretching seductively. I was clad in nothing but a tiny bikini set, that left nothing much to the imagination, André's imagination obviously. We had been having hot, passionate sex up here in his penthouse, ever since we arrived on the island.He suddenly came up from behind me, burying his face in the sensitive spots of neck and fondling my breast sensually. I giggled softly at his horny acts, feeling his erection poke up against my ass."We just had sex, André." I said, not able to hold back my moans."Mmm...is that so?" He mumbled, before turning me to face him and yanking off my bra.My lips parted to let out a gasp of surprise and he took advantage of that mo
Bride Of The Gun Open and Vulnerable
Sheila's POV"Stay still." André grunted at me, holding my head in place and applying some ointments on my bruised, left eye."It hurts." I winced, holding on desperately to his arm. "It's supposed to." He replied, stopping briefly before continuing.I kept quiet, enduring the pain and allowing him to treat the bruises. Currently, we were on a yacht, owned by Don Fabio. We were headed for La Isla Dorado, Andre's private island resort.Ever since the incident at Italy, André had been quite sulky and it was beginning to get on my nerves. He would mumble incoherently to himself, stopping when I come close to him. Anytime I try to initiate physical contact with him, he would withdraw himself, even going as far as avoiding eye contact with me. I knew he was blaming himself for what happened yesterday night.Marco had to take Madeline along with himself to "La Isla Dorada" by plane and they were now there, waiting for us. "It's not your fault, you know?" I said to him suddenly, making him
Bride Of The Gun Fight!
Sheila's POV"I know who sent you guys." André said, pushing me behind him, as the unknown men surrounded us.They were about ten in number and all clad in black. Somehow, they were able to draw us away from the crowded streets into a very secluded area without enough lights. André had been pushing me behind himself the whole time."Then you must know we mean serious business." One of the men answered. He had white beards and hair, looking like the oldest and the leader of the group.They all had their guns aimed at us. All of them apart from white haired man, who was speaking."Whatever she paid you, I can pay more." André said, making all of them crack up with laughter."Oh is that your way of begging for your life? By negotiating?" The man asked, suddenly turning serious and walking towards us."I guess you're really as entitled and spoilt as they say." He scoffed, looking up at André."You're mercenaries, hired by my ex-wife to kill me. You can always be bought for the right price
Bride Of The Gun Tu sei bellissima
André's POVI bent her over the kitchen table, lifting up her dress to expose her reddened ass cheeks. "What were you saying again?" I smirked at the shocked expression on her face."You wouldn't dare f..." Sheila was about to reply, before I yanked off her panty, effectively shutting her up. My cute redhead wife suddenly went silent, obviously enjoying how I was handling her.Over the past few days I've been away from her, I found myself craving for this, for her. I found myself dreaming about making love to her all day and never letting her go until she would be too sore to walk. Now, she was right in front of me, bent over and ready for me to penetrate her. I hungrily licked my lips.I hurriedly pulled down my pants, exposing my very erect dick. I was so hard to the point that it was hurting and throbbing at the same time and Sheila wasn't making it any better. She slowly pushed herself towards me, rubbing her pussy against the tip of my dick. Fuck! She was dripping wet down there
Bride Of The Gun Bigger fish
Sheila's POVI let out a gasp, as I pushed myself up from the water. My ears were immediately greeted by the banters and laughter of Marco Madeline. It was a sunny afternoon today in Italy and we had been swimming in Marco's indoor pool. Gosh! I was really enjoying my stay here."And then you were like..." Madeline said, sticking a tape above her upper lips to disguise as Marco's mustache."You lost to a little girl, now go home in shame. Muahahaa!" She said, attempt a hilarious mimicry of his voice. I chuckled at her, making Marco look towards my direction with a pout on his face."You find this funny too?" He asked, making me laugh even more, as I rested by the edge of the swimming pool.Marco was shirtless but unlike his brother, he had no inking on his body. He was neither as ripped too but was still good looking. Times like this, I realize how much he looks like a younger version of André. Funny thing? He has a house with an indoor pool and doesn't even know how to swim without f
