AnastasiaI placed my head on his shoulder. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I loved this side of him. He made me feel like I wasn’t alone at times, fostering a wish in me that he could act like that all of the time.“All my life I have been acting like I was her mother. I allowed myself to have hope that, for once, she was my mum and she wanted more from herself. I understand why she’s so sad. Her life is all screwed up, but is it selfish of me to wonder why she has to ruin mine?” I asked.His hands rubbed my back soothingly again, leading the butterflies in my stomach to suddenly awaken.As I inhaled his cologne, I found myself growing a sudden craving for him that was more than sexual. It was hard to explain, but it was a lot harder for my mind to comprehend.“I’m here for you, Bambolina, I just hope you remember that,” he stated. His voice was deep and rich with his perfect Italian accent sliding off each word. Being held by him felt like my favorite place in the world. With
I watched as she quickly logged my name onto the sign-in sheet, turning the clipboard over to me so I could sign my signature once she had done her part.“How is Mum?” I asked as I signed my name. I was awaiting her reply, but when I didn’t hear one, I looked up at her in confusion. Her eyes were on Valentino, her eyebrows rising in surprise.“Hello?” I demanded.She shook herself out of her daze before bringing her attention back to me. The woman better have been glad I wasn’t the jealous type, or I would’ve been a lot ruder.“I am so sorry, that was incredibly unprofessional of me. She’s doing okay, and she has been asking about you for a while. The doctors have her under suicide watch, so she’s under intense monitoring,” she explained.Her eyes moved over to Valentino briefly before quickly coming back to mine. I looked over at Valentino, who seemed busy as he talked on the phone in Italian. He sounded angry.“Okay, thank you. Where is she?” I asked.She ducked down to her computer
She looked shocked, but it quickly washed away with a look of realization.“How do you think it would make me feel to hear you killed yourself, huh? She loved you, Mum! Her last words to me were to take care of you! Why can’t you see that we’ve always seen the good mother in you? Why can’t you see what Aria has always seen—what I have always seen?” I yelled, the tears falling.I knew that yelling at someone who was on the verge of suicide wasn’t smart, but I kept so much bottled in, that I felt the need to explode.“You’re right. I am being selfish, and I need to stop. I know I have issues, Anastasia. I know I have troubles that I need to work through. I swear to never do anything like this again if you swear to never let me get in the way of you being happy,” she whispered.I sat down on the bed, sniffling my tears, pulling her into my embrace once again. The anger I felt quickly left my body at the feeling of my mother holding onto me.“You need to give yourself a lot more credit. S
AnastasiaAfter we got back to the mansion, he said he had some business to tend to, so he dropped me off and drove away. I was angry at our previous conversation and it only left me to truly think about what our relationship was.Hours had passed. I’d already showered and cleaned his room a bit. When I sat down on the couch and looked out the window, I felt lost. Lying down in my lingerie gown, I stared up at the ceiling in complete silence. The room was dark, and my mind was jumping from one place to another as I just thought about everything.The door opened, but I didn’t bother to sit up. No one else dared to walk into his room, so I simply concluded that Valentino had strolled in. Slowly turning my head, I faced him, only to notice the dark bags under his eyes and the harsh yawn that left his lips.His eyes wandered down my body before making their way back up. The bags that accessorized his eyes almost began to vanish as he walked toward me. I quickly held up my hand and shook m
“What are you saying―you want a relationship? I’ve never been in a relationship,” he stated. I let out a loud exhale. That’s exactly what I wanted. I wanted him wholeheartedly, but I knew I couldn’t have him. Everything good in life got snatched away eventually, it wouldn’t be such a crime to push this one away before it’s given the chance.He must’ve seen the defeat in my face because his other hand was quick to pull me closer. “I could try,” Valentino muttered.I turned his face to look at me. Even though he said it, I still wasn’t sure if it was my imagination. The big bad Valentino just said that he could try to be in a relationship for me.“Why?” I questioned, shocked. He gazed down at me. His eyes pierced through mine as a thought ran across his face.Then, he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. My body felt like it was melting against him as his arms curled around my waist and pulled me in even closer. His tongue massaged mine tenderly. I had to keep myself from touc
AnastasiaWhen I woke up, Valentino was already getting dressed for the day. I couldn’t help but sigh as I watched him. He was such a handsome man. As I looked at him, I tried to find any flaw, but I came up empty-handed every time. From his black hair to his strong jaw and beautiful blue eyes, I used to dream of finding a man like him.“I actually wanted to talk about you for once. I noticed we always talk about me, but I would really love to even the playing field a bit,” I muttered sadly as he threw on one of his shirts.He walked over to me and stood by the edge of the bed. My knees sank into the mattress as I sat up and began to button up his plain white shirt while he just stared down at me. When I glanced into his eyes, he leaned down and pecked my lips. A warmth spread throughout my body and hugged me tightly as a small smile made its way onto my face.“We can talk later, no?” he asked.I let out a huff of air before shrugging and throwing myself down onto his bed where I pull
AnastasiaI regretted that day in his room more than anything. I hadn’t seen Valentino in a whole week. For the first three days, I decided to sleep in his room and just hope he would show up. He never did. Not even when it was nighttime. It made me wonder if he was with someone else. The thought broke my heart so much that I stopped sleeping in his room and returned to mine.I had never felt so alone. I couldn’t count how many times I cried and wondered why my life had to be so complicated. No matter what I did, I could not be content. Even when I tried to text Jacob about dog-sitting Max like I was supposed to, I couldn’t get a response.Deciding that today would be the last day of drowning in a pit of my own sadness, I would get dressed and do something productive. I got up and made my way to the bathroom. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and did everything else for good personal hygiene.After I finished, I wrapped a towel around myself and went to my closet. All of my clothes w
“I’m worried about you. He seems dangerous, and I don’t understand how you can choose a guy like him over me. I would do anything for you, don’t you know that?” I gulped before allowing my eyes to cast down to my lap. It was the conversation I was trying to avoid so I could keep him as my friend.He was right about one thing. How could I choose a man like Valentino over Jacob, who wasn’t stubborn, and who seemed like he knew how to love a woman? Jacob was more emotionally available than Valentino would ever be, yet Valentino owned my heart.“Please, just give me a chance. I promise I will treat you the way you deserve to be treated, which will be many times better than that Romano guy ever could,” Jacob let out. I opened my mouth to speak, but before a word could get out, Jacob pressed his lips to mine.I was shocked. I didn’t know what to say or do without losing our friendship, so I just sat there. There were no shocks or tingles like I got with Valentino, all I felt was lips moving
You never needed me, you only needed to believe in yourself.”I could feel my eyes blurring as I looked at my imaginative Aria. “You need to let me go. I have always loved you, my banana, but now you love yourself enough for the both of us.”“Goodbye, Aria. I love you,” I whispered softly.Valerio looked at me with a small smile just as the doors opened. My eyes were quick to look at Valentino, who seemed just as nervous as me. Valerio and I walked in slow strides toward the altar with my smile never leaving my face. As we were walking, my eyes were brimming with tears of joy.We continued down the aisle until we finally made it to the altar, where Valerio kissed my cheek.“Who gives this woman to this man in marriage?” the priest asked.Valerio glanced at me before taking my right hand and placing it into Valentino’s.“I do,” he answered.I smiled at him once more, feeling so thankful to have met him. He then took my left hand and placed it in Valentino’s as well after I had passed m
ANASTASIAIt was definitely not a ‘woo’ experience. Being dressed in an all-white dress that looked so beautiful and elegant should’ve made me feel like a queen. I didn’t feel like a queen at all. My belly was swollen with a baby girl and I couldn’t help feeling nervous.As I stared at myself in the full-length mirror, my hand rubbed my giant baby bump. There was a frown on my face as I looked at myself. I was marrying the man I loved with all of my heart, I was going to have a baby, and I should feel like the happiest person in the world—why was I so scared?“Are you okay?” Isabella asked, coming into the room with Sarah.“Yeah, I just…”Suddenly, I began to cry. I tried my best to not mess up my makeup, but it was already too late. Everything was going to change after this, and I knew it.“Sarah, can you go get her mom?” Isabella asked before walking over to me and bringing me into her embrace.She held me tightly as she rubbed my back up and down.“Don’t cry. If you want, I’ll go s
I got down on my knees and quickly undid his slacks and pushed them down. His erection was long and thick, just perfectly in front of me underneath his boxers. He grabbed my hair and kept my face level with his cock. I pushed down his boxers and bit my lip at the sight of him.I began to stroke it once it was free. I braced myself with my hand on his hip and gripped his shaft with my other hand. I began to jerk him off, slowly at first. When he pulled my hair back, I took that as my cue to stroke him faster and grip his cock tighter.Soon, I started to blow him in earnest. My tongue swirled around his shaft as I brought it into my mouth. Bringing his cock deep into my throat to the point I was at his base before I pulled back while running my tongue along the underside of it. Suddenly, I was bobbing my head faster and faster before I looked up at him. He let out a groan while tossing his head back and shutting his eyes. I sucked him gently, which resulted in me taking his whole shaft
ANASTASIASeven months later“I am really going to miss you guys,” I told Isabella and her big baby bump.She was going to name her baby boy Andrea, and I wished I could witness it all. That day after she was shot, she learned she was pregnant. It hurt to think about how we could’ve experienced everything at the same time, but Valentino helped me let that hurt go.Her recovery was very fast. She was able to walk again in less than a month, seeing as the bullet didn’t hit anything too major. Isabella was quick to forgive Valentino, and the same for Alex.Isabella placed one last small bag into the trunk of the car. It was the last day I would be seeing her. She didn’t want to stay in the lifestyle Valentino and Alex were born in, which I understood. I only wished I didn’t have to miss so much with her gone.“We will make sure to visit at every possible chance.” Isabella smiled. My shoulders fell as I looked at her. It was really going to be lonely without her there.“You ready?” Alex a
I couldn’t even allow myself to have an expression. Everything still felt so wrong. Being happy felt wrong. He lifted my shirt off of me before taking off the shorts that the hospital had given. The fresh panties I got from the hospital were already covered in blood, and as I looked down, I sucked in a breath and started crying once more.He was going to realize that I’m incapable of doing something like carrying his baby. I was a disgrace, which is exactly why Aria should be alive instead of me.“Shh, it’s okay,” he whispered before bringing me into his chest.I knew what he was doing—he was trying not to allow me to see it, but it was stuck on repeat in my brain. It was my baby.He peeled off my panties, which only resulted in me crying more as I wrapped my arms around his neck and sobbed into the crook of his neck. He pulled them down until they were off my legs before allowing his hand to climb up to the clasp of my bra. He undid the clasp and then took it off of me.When I turned
He walked right past me as if I meant nothing.As I leaned against my car, I broke down. Sobs were bubbling out of me, and my tears were falling nonstop. Suddenly, a hand gripped my shoulder, shocking me to turn around. Seeing that it was Alex, surprise stirred in me“Are you okay?” he asked. I hiccupped as I nodded with a small smile. My tears still wouldn’t stop falling.“Isabella is going to be fine. They have her sedated to make things less painful for her, but they said she will be awake by tomorrow,” he informed me. I was glad she would be okay, it felt nice to finally receive some good news. “I feel bad for the way I spoke to my brother. He may not be the best person in the world, but he’s done a lot for me and so little for himself. Even if he almost killed my girlfriend, I know he’s beating himself up for it more than anyone else could. I know my brother enough to say that he didn’t mean anything he just said to you. He gets like that sometimes, where he pushes people away. D
ANASTASIASarah had gratefully gotten the location where Isabella and Valentino were. My heart dropped when she told me they were at the hospital. I prayed they were both okay.I hurriedly made my way to the hospital, the place I’d really begun to hate with every fiber in my body. The moment I arrived, I could see Isabella being pushed through the halls. My jaw dropped when I noticed she was covered in blood. Nurses and doctors were rushing her into a room, and I tried to follow but was pushed back.“Isabella!” I shouted, tears falling from my eyes.I tried to find Valentino, but he was nowhere to be found. Worry clouded my mind as I hoped he wasn’t hurt.I picked up my phone and tried dialing Valentino’s number again, but it wouldn’t go through. It kept going straight to voicemail. This undying need to scream settled within me. I couldn’t handle the thought of losing someone I loved again.“I’m sorry, ma’am, but you’re going to have to go back to the waiting room,” one of the nurses
I held my gun with a smirk on my face. It had been so long that I wanted to see him with the barrel of a gun pointed directly at him. It was karma. I remember when I had been in his same position twenty years ago—scared and hurt.“She did.” I laughed. “Isabella, come here, doll.”She hesitated, but with one look at the gun in my hand, she came over to where I stood.“You told me you were going to prove to me where your loyalty lies, so do it. Prove it to me,” I growled.Her eyes widened when I handed her a different gun. It was small, but it could cause just as much damage as any gun could.“What? No! This isn’t part of the plan!” Isabella shouted. Her eyes were wide as she held the gun. Despite it being small, it looked big in her tiny hands.Suddenly, her dad made a move at her, leaving her to aim the gun at him. Her breathing was heavy as she stared at her father. There was a quiver as she held the gun. Perspiration coated her forehead and her chest was rising and falling dramatica
VALENTINOWhen my brother told me about his suspicions of Isabella possibly being pregnant, I almost lost it. There was no way he wanted to take part in the plan we had been constructing our entire lives. Even when I told him that Dmitri was coming in a week with plans to bring down our entire organization to get his daughter, Alex didn’t care.It didn’t make sense to me how he could be so careless over that girl. I wished I actually wanted to respect my brother’s request for us to drop the mission, but I couldn’t. He didn’t have to go through the nightmares of that day―I did. Luckily for him, he couldn’t remember the way our mother’s eyes stared at me as she begged for someone to help her. He wasn’t able to understand that our whole family looked to me in order to save them, and I didn’t. Alex was so fucking lucky that he didn’t have to go downstairs and clean up all the splatters of blood left in the house. He didn’t have to live through that shit, but I did.To think that he wanted