"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
I dashed past him, running up the stairs to the second floor which Alex owns. Quickly, I slammed open my bedroom door, spotting the dress he left out for me along with shoes and a note. Biting down on my lip, I contemplated what I should do.It was a beautiful red dress, with a high slit, and a deep v-neck to expose some cleavage. The heals were simple golden stilettos. Turning towards the closet, I hurriedly and grabbed as much of the clothes as possible. My hands grabbed ahold of the suitcase, and I began throwing things inside of it. I blame it on my fear that caused the tears to fall from my eyes.Just then, Alex walked into my room with a cold look on his face until he saw me crying in the closet with a suitcase halfway full of clothes."Che cazzo, Bella?" He asked grabbing ahold of my arms and taking me out of the closet. Tears were falling from my eyes as I moved as far away from him as I could. [ what the f*ck ]"Y-you're just going to get tired of me, and then- and then you'r
- A l e x -"Valentino," I said, walking up to my brother who sat down in his office with one of his strippers perched on his lap. He let go of the fistful of her brown straight hair before turning to look at me."Fratello, a cosa devo il piacere?" Valentino spoke with a grin of mischief on his face. [Brother, to what do I owe the pleasure ]I chuckled unenthusiastically. He knew what I was here for, and he also knew my patience wasn't something to be tested. I watched as he pointed towards the door before giving her a smack on her bottom as she got up."You threatened what is mine," I stated, walking up to his desk as he leaned back in his chair."Oh, did I? I don't remember," he muttered sarcastically. "Don't test me, Valentino. You may be my brother, but you know how I feel about-""About, what? Her? She's a cute little vixen. Has this cute little virgin appeal, I can see why you're attracted. Too bad she's not my type seeing as I much prefer blondes, but I'm sure she'd make a hug
I s a b e l l a POV"Isabella, I wanted to personally apologize for my behavior. I was acting out in selfishness," Valentino spoke huskily when he found us preparing to exit out of the house doors. I noticed how Alex looked agitated as he glared at his brother."It's fine," I told him, my voice soft, not sure if I meant it or not.He gave me a beautiful jaw-dropping smile before taking my hand into his and placing a small kiss on my knuckles. "You look especially beautiful," he complimented."È abbastanza, Valentino," Alex told him, annoyance clear in his voice. [ that's enough ]"What? Sono solo gentile," Valentino responded, smirking at his own words. I moved closer to Alex after he had wrapped his arm around my waist, connecting our bodies. It was crazy how they spoke of Alex being the one all scary and mighty, when all his brother had to do was look at you for your heartbeat to exhilarate. [ I'm being nice ]"Have fun on your date," he said before finally taking his intimidatin
We pulled away, leaving me to look out of the window to see as women and men walked in looking as if they were entering a high-class ball.Insecurities began to make me feel out of place, but I shook it off the moment they began to arise. The driver opened up our limousine door before Alex stepped out with a hand outstretched for me. I immediately slipped my hand into his before he helped me step out of the vehicle.The second my heels made contact with the pavement, I let go of his hand. A smile of mine was sent to the driver as a thank you, but all he did was respond with a curt nod.He didn't allow the 'letting go of hand' thing for too long as he placed my hand on the inside of his elbow before walking us towards the front of the restaurant. The man at the front was smiling an award-winning smile until his eyes found Alex's. Immediately, his jaw dropped as his eyes widened a little."Mister, Rossi," The man greeted before ringing the bell at the front of his desk. A waiter immedi
I heard the door to the estate close, alerting me that my brother and his little girlfriend had left the house for their date. My brother was always the type to do that sort of thing-dating, marriage, having kids. I, on the other hand, preferred the better side of things money, f*cking, and having women.It didn't take me long to enter my club. The first thing that caught my eye was Barbie. She was on the pole wearing her pink plastic-like lingerie set with heels to match. From the moment I met her, I knew she would do a phenomenal job by just standing there. It was the way men seemed captivated by just her appeal-it's what captivated me."Mr. Romano," a girl purred coming up to me with a tray of glasses. She had nothing on her body except nipple coverings and a thong. I reached over and grabbed a glass of whatever drink she put out. Just as she was about to walk off, I grabbed her by her wrist. "Tell Barbie she has a private dance, VIP room," I whispered in her ear before delivering
"Don't leave now, it was just beginning to get fun," I whispered in her ear. She placed her hand on my chest as I brought her in closer to me. My hand came up and tugged at her undone bra which she quickly gasped, rushing to hold it against her chest."W-What do you want, Mr. Romano?" She asked. "It's Valentino, and I've told you what I want. Want. You," I spoke, grabbing her hands away from her bra. She tried to pull away from my hands, but I wasn't having it."I have to go," she said, trying to get up once again."See, that's the thing, Barbie. I'm supposed to be 'handling' you right now. My brother was very upset about the whole Isabella thing," I smirked, loving how her fear and nervousness looked visibly noticeable as it skyrocketed."Please don't kill me. Valentino, I promise I won't screw up anymore," she begged. My d*ck twitched at the sound of my name coming from her mouth. Her body was right against mine, her sex was just pieces of fabric away. The temptation was screaming
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