I watched as my mother's eyes wandered down to my bloody fist. It also didn't go unnoticed by me when Angelo had this mischievous glint in his eye as he looked between Alex and me. "One of the best days I've ever experienced!" I exclaimed in fake sarcasm.Angelo raised one of his brows at me before looking over at Alex. My eyes trailed up to look at him seeing as everyone always seemed to be so patient to see what he had to say. "It was controlled," he spoke in such an authoritative manner. It almost made me want to cower away in fear."Was it? You were there to make sure there would be no drawn attention, yet you managed to drag us deeper into bullsh*t, Alex!" Angelo yelled out angrily, yet calmly. It was strange the way these men spoke around here; everything they said was calm no matter the tone. There was no word to exactly describe it, but hearing them speak made it make sense."No, I was there to protect her, not you and your name. Be careful who you're talking to, Angelo, ricor
It may feel like that now and things may be confusing for you. You are our family, and us, Italianos, we love and treat our family with nothing, but utter respect and loyalty," he states with a small smile on his face.I wanted to say that it's hard to trust him along with everyone else in this building. Everyone was so secretive and dark. The atmosphere just felt murderous. How can you trust that when everything in your gut says not to?"Why now?" I ask."You had some growing up to do before being thrown into our world. You still have maturing to do, but I feel like you grow as you learn, no?" He asked as he wrapped the gauze around my knuckles. He placed a clip on the gauze, connecting the pieces together. When he was finished, he smiled and gave my knuckles a small pat. "I enjoyed our talk. Let's get you back to Alex before he kills someone," Angelo joked, but I didn't laugh. The only reason why I didn't laugh was because a small part of me actually believed he would.When we walk
"You can't make me regret anything, mia bella," he spoke as his mind preoccupied itself with other things like my shirtless body. I placed either knee on the sides of his body; leaving him in eye-level view of my breast. [ my beautiful ]His hands automatically reached out to touch me, but I placed them right back on the bed. I wasn't exactly sure what I planned on doing, my first instinct was to not let the embarrassment shoot me down once again."I can't touch you now?" He asked, looking into my eyes before glancing down at my lips. I wanted to say yes, and that the throbbing in my lower region would not go away unless he did. The fact that I wanted to lay down and let him do just that wouldn't compel me to say anything else. For some reason, my mind won the battle over my lust as I finally gathered enough strength to say the word, "No."Instead of listening to me, he brought his hand up again, leaving me to grab ahold of it. All too quickly, he grabbed my hand along with my other
"I didn't mean to interrupt," he stated teasingly before looking over at me. He pushed past Alex, entering the room with a smirk on his face."Vattene, Angelo," Alex spoke walking up to his father with a scowl on his face. Despite the fact Alex was speaking to him, Angelo was still looking at me. [ get out ]"Solo perché hai una ragazza, non abbandonare la tua responsabilità," Angelo said as he walked up to me until he was directly in front of me. He opened his hand out for me before nodding for me to place my hand in his. [ just because you have a girl, don't abandon your responsibilities ]My eyes instantly went to Alex as if asking for permission. I noticed as his jaw clenched that he was not happy. "No, come here, Isabella," he ordered.I smiled apologetically at Angelo before walking over to Alex. When I was in front of him, he glared at Angelo just before lifting my chin up and crashing his lips onto mine. In seconds, he pulled away with a smug look on his face. I could tell by
With that, we entered his office. My eyes settled on the familiar setting as he walked over to sit directly on his desk before beckoning me to have a seat on the chair in front of it. I walked over to the chair, before sitting down, allowing the cushion to form itself around my bottom."My son is quite careless when it comes to this sort of thing, so it becomes my job," he explains. An eyebrow of mine rises before I have a chance to stop it."Speaking of your son, why is it that he calls you Angelo? I also notice the tension, did something happen?" I pry, leaning back in his chair as he looks around the room with a smirk on his face."There goes the nosy girl I found in my office that day," he says. I gaze into his eyes, my eyes freezing on the scar he has on his face. For the first time, I noticed a tattoo on his neck that seemed trail. His sleeked-back hair was slightly messier also. Alex did take some similarities from his father such as his lips, along with the danger that just se
"Follow me, the kitchen is right this way. Anytime you're hungry, or thirsty just come here and talk to Dr. Sarah Lee, and she'd be more than happy to assist you," Angelo said before getting up and walking right out of the door. I followed behind him, once again looking around the place like it was the first time I'd ever been in it. The place was huge and unlike anything I'd ever seen. It felt great to actually live in such a place with so much room."Good afternoon, Angelo," a blonde lady spoke the second we made it to the kitchen. She had brown eyes and held a slim petite figure. The way her eyes seemed to smile was something I already liked about her. When her eyes met mine she gave me a wide toothy smile that helped coax a smile out of me.She wiped her hand off on a towel that was on the counter before walking over to me and stretching her hand out. "Hello, I'm Sarah, I cook for all of these very hungry men. It's great to finally see a woman," she said with a small blush coating
"What do you mean?" I had asked her as once again my puzzlement found its way onto my features. She glanced at me for a second, she probably didn't suspect I had heard the speech she was making with herself."I've never seen him. When I was hired, it was all Angelo's doing. Mr. Rossi always contained himself elsewhere. He was either on his floor, at his other house, or working. Maids or even Angelo himself would come down and expect his food to be ready so they could bring it up to him, but never Mr. Rossi," she explained as she continued cooking."That's strange," I muttered before my mind replayed her previous words in my head, "you said he was scarier, how so? Especially since moments ago, he wasn't doing anything scary at all."Sarah chuckled before walking over to me. She pulled herself onto the counter before looking me square in the eye. "You sure do ask a lot of questions," she laughed.Shrugging, I raised a brow, waiting for her to answer the question. My eyes followed her mo
She swung her body around the pole, slowly sliding down with her rear end in the air.Men in suits threw their money right at her, cheering her along with their foreign tongue. "Si puttana! Lavoro per me piccola!" They would shout over the course of the music [ yes, whore. Shake it for me, baby ]I looked over to Anastasia to see her smiling as she watched the girl on stage. Just then, a man walked up to her. His tattoos displayed themselves despite the suit he wore on his body. The wine-red shirt, with the black suit jacket he wore over it made him look eye-catching. He had this glint in his eyes as she looked at her. Everything about him reeked to stay away, but his looks made you want to come closer. His sharp jawline, perfectly sculpted face, and the body I knew that was just being covered by the suit."Barbie, our time will come soon, si?" He asked walking closer to her. Her body tensed up before she quickly grabbed my hand, clasping it as tight as she could."Mr. Romano, I don't
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