When she saw him walking towards the vehicle; she followed him. He opened the door for her before walking around the front of the car and then getting into the driver's side. She sat back in the cool leather seats before sliding on her seatbelt. He seemed like he was actually being kind. Seconds later, he drove off down the road.Out of the corner of her eye, she allowed herself to gaze upon his features. He looked like the type of guy to get whatever he wanted. If there was an unattainable female due to the amount of attractiveness that radiated off of her, he'd end up with her. A Greek god would be an understatement to the way he looked.She wondered who his mother was. Obviously, the looks of his father were clear, but there was something about his face that looked very different from his dad. She couldn't pinpoint exactly what, but maybe it was the slight amount of freckles that littered his skin. Maybe it was coldness in his eyes that his father seemed to hide. It was something.
The minute he pulled into the mansion's driveway, he put the car into park. I noticed how he didn't turn off the ignition, he just sat there. A tear had made its way down my cheek before I harshly wiped it away and looked at him."You were right, okay? I don't have anybody. I don't have a home. I don't have a family. I don't have a love or a want. No one wants me! Okay? You were right!" I shouted as tears began to pour down my cheeks. All the emotions that I've had pent up since the funeral began to come out of me."No one wants me," I sobbed out before continuing, "And I'm so damn used to it!"I looked over at him, but I couldn't make out much due to the tears that were blurring my vision. "I'm used to people not wanting me. Sometimes when I look in the mirror don't even want myself," I muttered as another sob climbed out of my throat.Not realizing that I was having a complete mental breakdown in front of a psychotic stranger, I looked away and out of the window. "What would you ca
Isabella POVIt didn't take a genius to know who he was, but I just that 'his present' was not a reference to me. Biting my lip, I passed by Angelo's office and the first thing I wanted was to enter it. Backing myself up, there was a slight crack allowing me to gaze inside of it. Luckily for me, Angelo was nowhere to be seen. I placed my hand on the doorknob and slowly pushed it open. I gazed down the hallway before hurriedly entering the office and closing the door behind me.Automatically, I went over to his desk and the first thing that caught my attention was a black folder. On the folder were the words, 'for him'. Opening it up, were photographs of girls. They were smiling and showing off their happiness behind it. Flipping past multiple photos, my eyes caught a photograph of one of the girls with blood pooling all around her.Just as I was about to look at more, the doorknob began to twist. At inhuman speed, I rushed out over to the front of the desk and sat down in one of the
I would use the same five words to describe myself as I would describe someone who has little to no hope. It is not how I want to see myself, but it is what evidence can show. As my eyes passed over the photo of myself, I could feel hope leave my body.It was my senior photo. I'm not sure how he obtained it because his father died before he had an opportunity to buy them. My brows furrowed in perplexity as I looked down at myself."What did he do to those girls?" I inquired. My eyes wouldn't let me glance up. They stayed fixated on a smiling photograph of me. A photograph in which the notion of my mother did not exist, and none of this had become a reality."Well, let's just say Alex doesn't exactly show affection to women," Angelo said. I wanted to smack him in the face because he made this look like a joke. Instead, I sought to figure together what this all meant."He slaughtered these ladies. Why?" I asked."Okay, now. No one suggested he killed them; he just didn't choose them," h
In all honesty, if I had made this trip by myself, I would have gotten lost. After a time, we reached a door. Valerio nodded to the guards who waited outside, and they looked at me before opening the door.I let out a gasp as I took in the image in front of me. Before I could flee, I was gently pulled into the room and the door shut behind me. Andre was bound to a chair, blood streaming from his brow. When his eyes met mine, they enlarged and he started screaming. I glanced about for Alex, but he was nowhere to be seen. As I struggled to decide what to do, my hand rose to cover my lips.I quickly approached him and unfastened the towel from around his lips. He started coughing hysterically. "W-What is going on? Where am I now? Isabella, what the fuck is this?!" He yelled at me.I took a little backward step, flinching at his tone of voice. I am still trying to figure out the answers to all of those questions myself. I should have known Alex was going to be cruel like this. "What hap
What is wrong with me? The minute I stepped a foot away from that room I began to almost pull my hair out in frustration. The darkness of the sky, the room, and the people in this house are just overwhelming me. It's too much.The fact that I could say such things-do such things. This isn't like me at all. Maybe I was acting out in anger because deep down I knew I wouldn't do something like that. Something so evil. Andre was a cruel person, but my father has always taught me to never stoop down to someone's level. If you're above them, it wouldn't make sense to crouch down and make myself their step stool.Alex was walking me to my room. I had literally no sense of direction in this stupid house. What sucked is always making sure I was either walking behind him or beside him due to his eyes that would always find their way glued to my butt.After we were directly in front of the door, I quickly rushed to open it, but his hand caught onto my wrist. "I feel like this is the part where y
I gasped as his lips fastened around my clit; he was a man who got right to the point. The surprise of his sudden focus and hard sucking brought me quickly to orgasm, and I let out a long moan, thrusting my hips into him and feeling wet pour out of me. His tongue extended and flattened against the opening of my vagina, tasting my cum and darting inside of me in search of more of that taste. Lifting his head, he slipped two fingers inside of me, stretching me just enough to make me moan. His other hand covered my clit, rubbing it gently, lubricating it with his spit and my cum. He began moving his fingers inside of me as I moved my hips in encouragement, taking him deeper inside. I lifted my eyes, meeting his as I propped myself on my elbows."Oh, my god," I moaned out at his expert hands. My clit was extra sensitive due to the very quick orgasm I just had. It caused the stimulation to be even more dramatic."Sembri così bella," he muttered in Italian. It made everything all the more h
I had gotten ready with a tight black plaid skirt with a white long-sleeve. I then paired it with some white flats.The second I walked out of the door, Alex was there. He was on his phone, waiting right by his door. When he saw me, he looked over my outfit. "You should change.""What? Why?" I asked before looking down. Was my outfit choice that unappealing?"Your skirt is too tight. It shows off your a*s, no?" He stated. Rolling my eyes, I walked towards the staircase. The sound of him following me, but not doing so much as muttering another word drew a smile onto my face. I won.As I walked down the stairs, my eyes landed on the couple. They were walking with held hands down the hallway. I noticed how they both had smiles on their face as if they were the happiest people in the world.I didn't even notice that I stopped until Alex wrapped his arm around my waist. Just as I was about to protest, he moved my hair away from my ear to whisper, "Go with it, please."We continued to walk
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