Jonathan
MilaI had been cooped in that room for hours and the only interaction I’d had was with Mrs Gracia who had come up with a tray of snacks and encouraged me to eat but I had been too tense to even think about food. The thought of eating anything had made me feel sick. But I had thanked the kind lady nonetheless and had told her I would eat when I'd feel like it. I hadn’t touched anything on that tray as I had been too busy pacing the room, worrying where Jonathan was and what was taking him so long to come to me.I had guessed that it was Jonathan’s old room courtesy of the picturesof him with his brother on the mantle above the fireplace and another with him and an old man in front of a winery. But what I hadn’t known was why the hell I was here. And that particular question had been driving me crazy.
Mila The wedding day should be the best day of any woman’s life, but for me it has been nothing but something forced upon me that has turned it into the worst day of my life. This is the second time I was being prepared to be a bride. And this time too I’d prefer to run away rather than attend my own wedding. “Would you like us to pin your hair up?” One of the girls asked, I think her name is Jean. I shrugged as another silent tear escaped my eye. Good, I was pathetic. I was an emotional wreck and there was no hiding it. Jonathan had promised me that he would take care of my brother before escorting me back to this room where the two girls were waiting to do the magic and turn me into a good looking bride. I wonder if they could do tricks to my aching heart too. A tissue appeared in front of me and I dutifully took it as I wi
Mila The girls came back right away after Jonathan left and Jean fussed over my smeared kohl as she tried to wipe it and do the under eyes again. Mira came to me with a dress in her hand. “Shall we?” She asked. I nodded and stood up, untying the robe I was wearing. Ten minutes later the dress was glued to my skin as Jean pulled the laces tight over the corset I was fitted into. Mira clapped her hands. “Prevoskhodno!” Excellent! She said with a big smile on her face, at least someone was happy because I wasn't. She held out four inch silver heels and then proceeded to sit on the floor as she helped me into them. “You look very beautiful, Miss.” Jean said as she finally stepped back after pulling all my hair back from my shoulders, she had decided to straighten them instead of putting it up together in an updo.
Jonathan“What the hell was that for?” My best friend demanded as I flexed my fingers after punching him.“You know.” I gritted out, feeling myself getting more worked up as I thought about it.He laughed, the sound cold and bitter. “This is about her brother, isn’t it?” I remained silent. He wiped the blood trickling from the side of his mouth as he said, “I did what I had to do. What you weren’t doing.”“And what would that be?” I didn’t wait for his answer as I said, “Going against my wishes.”He shrugged. “You told me he must look like a part.”“But I didn’t say to hurt him.” The sight of Dante had surprised even me. I had specifically told not to hurt
Mila I tuned out the ceremony with every word from the Priest's mouth. I felt going far away from the present until Jonathan’s words pulled me out of my daze when he said in his deep voice filling me with surprise. “I wrote my own vows.” Gazing up, I met his grey eyes as he pulled me closer, holding the fingers of both my hands in his, his thumbs making small circles at the back of my hands. I felt a tremor run through me as he started speaking, “Io, Jonathan Byrne Sokolov, giuro di proteggerti, Carmella Sicilian, per il resto della mia vita.” I, Jonathan Byrne Sokolov, vow to protect you, Carmella Sicilian, for the rest of my life. I stared at him as the Italian words registered in my mind. My mind spun and my heart beat double it’s rhythm. “Giuro che ti amerò sempre, ti amerò e ti metterò al di sopra di ogni altra cosa..” I vow I will always
JonathanI watched as her eyes rolled back in her head and she crumpled down. Before she could hit the floor I caught her and gathered her in my arms, securing her soft body against mine. I picked her up, ignoring that Lachlan and Jasper were currently disarming her father and dragging him away as I had asked them to. Her brother however didn’t care about his father, instead he came forward with a scowl on his face as he demanded, “What happened to her?”“She fainted.” I said, feeling his eyes glaring at me. Although he was younger than Mila, his eyes were a carbon copy of hers as he glared at me. “What?” I gritted out, not liking the way he was looking at me like I was responsible for her unconsciousness.“She shouldn’t have ever met you.” He announced. I didn’t say anything as I stepped down from th
MilaI watched as his grey eyes hardened and he looked furious. Good. I was too. And I wasn’t just furious, I was heartbroken. I was tired. I was sad. I hated the man I loved. And all I wanted right now was to curl up on the floor and give up even as my body wanted to step further and hide into his chest.He stood up and closed the distance between us as he said, “I didn’t marry you just because of our family’s rivalry. I married you because I love you. I married you because I wanted to keep you safe. I married you to keep your brother safe because he is important to you.”I swallowed the rush of tears and suppressed the way my heart soaked up his words, and looked away from him. I said, “It doesn’t matter. You knew….” I took a shaky breath as I continued, “You knew that this was going to happen and you di
Jonathan “Jonathan…” She gasped as I grabbed her legs and pulled them over my shoulders one by one till she was open to me. I watched through a curtain of water, some of the droplets sliding down from her chest to her stomach and then disappearing into her dark bush, as she rested back against the tiled wall and looked down at me. Then I focused on my task, as I used my thumbs to part her pussy lips, revealing her sensitive pink flesh for my eyes. She was glistening for me, already wet and ready and my mouth watered with her scent. I looked up and met her gaze, her hazel eyes were dark now, more brown than green as she peered down at me with her bottom lip rolled between her teeth. She looked delectable with her breasts bared and nipples turned into aroused hard buds. I lightly caressed her clit and enjoyed the way she sucked in a breath. “Tell