"Princess, i-it's going to be okay! Don't worry! Are you okay?" He asked, his voice quivering as a tear fell from his eyes."Please, daddy. I'm scared," her voice cried out. He began to sob uncontrollably before shaking his head. I brought my gun up, aiming in the direction of the door."Sean Ivanov. Please just let us go!" He cried out. I stood up from the floor, knowing exactly who the man he was speaking of was. A Russian. I grabbed my phone from my pocket, showing him as I paused the voice memo. It was a recording of his daughter, but it was false as to her being here in the estate. She was really in the comforts of her home, doing what the kids did best."Y-you fooled me," he quivered out. This time I smirked before grabbing him by his hair and whispering in his ear, "Look who's really the softie."When I let go, I immediately pressed the gun between his eyes. My finger slowly pulled back the trigger, staring him straight in the eye just as the bullet grazed the middle of his br
- I s a b e l l a -I rolled over on the bed feeling that I was absolutely alone. It didn't really surprise me that Alex didn't sleep in here seeing as he has his own room, but I had only assumed since last night went so great. At least, I think it went great.My head wasn't buzzing like I had expected it to. From the countless books and movies I've read and seen, they've always exaggerated the fact that there's normally a pounding headache, but I didn't seem to get one. It caused a frown on my face wanting the full drunk experience.Throwing the blanket off, my eyes cast themselves down to look at the red dress I was still wearing. So, it seems that we didn't do anything last night. The only thing that was different from my attire last night was my heels. I walked into the restroom, taking my time to turn on the water to allow it to heat up. The minute my eyes made contact with my own through the mirror that began to have beads of condensation all over it, I didn't know how to react
"No, he passed away a month ago," I explained to her, sadly. Proudness overtook my emotions and I didn't allow my voice to crack at the thought of how much I missed him. "I'm so sorry, Isabella. The same thing happened to me a couple of months ago after I came here, my sister passed away from cancer. My father was never in my life; he left when I was two, and my mother was a drug addict. She tried her best, though. I could see it in her eyes when she tried to cook or clean or walk us to school, but drug addiction was a disease that she couldn't fight," she explained. My entire heart sank at her story. It made me realize how much everyone is hurting all around everyone has a certain ache. "She reminds me a lot like you, you know? She had gotten the black hair from her father, and I had gotten my blonde hair from both my mother and father. And her smile? It lit up the room just like yours. I can remember," she chuckled at the memory as her eyes brimmed with tears, "she was laying dow
The minute we made it to her room, I noticed how almost everything was blue. It added to her personality of color; kindness. The color just seemed to fit her so easily and delicately that it didn't allow me to second guess the reasonings behind it. I sat down in a fluffy blue chair in her room as she walked over to turn on a radio. It didn't take long for music to softly play before she walked over to her bed."This room is a lot better than what most of the girls get here. You see, I'm the only one of us girls that actually lives here. The others all go home to their families and whatnot. As for the ones who do the other business, they get their own rooms in the underground," she explained to me. My eyes moved away from the interior of the room to look at her."So, Sarah was right. You are the favorite?" I laughed teasingly at her. She rolled her eyes, a smile playing out on her lips before grabbing a pillow and throwing it at me."I'm not the favorite. You're the favorite, I mean,
His jaw was tightly clenched before he walked out of the room leaving me to follow. He looked upset about something.He didn't say anything to me until we made it up the stairs. If I were a dog, my tail would be in between my legs. I was beginning to open up my bedroom door, but he grabbed me and pushed me inside of his.The second we made it inside, he snatched the lingerie from my hands and threw it somewhere in his room. "What? You wanna strip now, is that it, Isabella?" He asked me, his eyes narrowing in anger."No. I-I," I began, but I didn't exactly know how to answer him."Strip, then," he ordered me. "No," I said before I could even stop myself. He scoffed, sitting down on his bed before rubbing his fingertips against the bridge of his nose. "Get out," he said softly. Confusion dawned itself on my features. This was happening all too randomly suddenly. I didn't exactly know what I did wrong to have caused such a reaction out of him."No. Is it because I wasn't there when you
He kissed my belly, and my thighs, and stroked my side until he reached my breasts and pulled on my nipples. Then he ran my tongue along the tight cleft between my legs leaving me to do nothing but shiver.He placed his kisses along the inside of my thigh until he was right at my entrance. The feeling of his tongue pressing into me made my whole body tense up. As he began opening me with his tongue, tasting the nectar released. He stiffened his tongue and thrust it inside, using his thumb against my clitoris while his other hand tugged on my nipples. I twisted my fingers through his hair as he thrust against my core. My hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they rotated against his tongueThe feeling of his tongue massaging my walls, leaving my toes to curl. It felt all too much to handle. The heat was crawling off of me, and my back seemed to arch with every time he entered me.He replaced his thumb with two fingers on my clit and used the thumb to push in alongside his tongue.
My hands tangled into his chocolate locks of hair as he filled me up with his entire length and pulled out only to completely take himself within me again. I was gasping for air, panting and moaning. He was relentless, he just kept driving it into me. His di*k felt really amazingly huge and he was making sure I felt every bit of it. He kissed me on the neck as he repeatedly buried himself into me. There was nothing romantic about this encounter, but it was absolutely perfect."Oh, Fanculo" He groaned out, grabbing me by the hair and yanking my lips up to meet his. I didn't know he was so aggressive, but I loved it.I had my legs in the air, one held onto by his hand. For the first time, I loved the fact that he fu*ked me. It wasn't rainbows and lollipops, it was everything I wanted. My entire body began to tingle and almost shake as he took me. I didn't know what the sensation was, but I almost screamed out as something washed over me. My breathing was heavier and my body felt exhaus
After he had pulled away from me, I didn't want to move. When I tried, there was a sharp stabbing in my lower region. My whole body just screamed at me to lay there like a dying whale. "Bella, come on," he spoke, grabbing ahold of my hand, ready to pull me up. I quickly snatched my hand from his hold before sitting up on my own.My hands immediately went to cover the sensitive parts of myself, but his hands were quick to pull them off. "Stop with all of this shyness. I've already seen it, and eaten it," he smirked, biting down on his lip."How is it that you have this much energy?" I asked. My eyes felt heavy and my entire being felt wary. The crazy part was that he was the one who did all of the work, yet looked like he did absolutely nothing. And he still wanted more."You feel so amazing around me. The question is," he grabbed ahold of me, bringing me against his chest despite the fact that pain was clearly evident on my face. "How could I not, Tesoro?" [ treasure ]After a second
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