LILIANA“What do you think you’re doing?” Alice shouts in alarm when I step into the kitchen with my tray after my breakfast. She takes it out of my hands.“I need some fresh air, Alice. It’s too stifling in there especially with all of you treating me like some egg.” “I don’t care, duska. Damian gave strict instructions to oversee your welfare.” She gives what I think are instructions in Russian to a cook standing and watching us. “Now, come darling, let’s go back to your room.”“No. I’ll take one quick tour around the house and afterwards, I’ll head back inside. Promise.”She squints her eyes to tell me she doesn’t believe but shrugs. “One tour and that’s it.”I give her a grin in response and walk out of the kitchen. To my right is a door I’ve come to recognize too much due to my countless wandering. Slipping out the door, the first gust of wind blows against my face.It’s refreshing against my skin and reminds me of the beach. When was the last time I was even at a place like tha
DAMIANBefore Zoran leaves, he makes sure I give him a lay down of everything that has been happening, including the text message. He showed no sign of surprise. Of course betrayal is a regular occurrence in the house of a made man. However from this moment onward, I know who to draw close and who to look out for. Like the saying goes ‘if you want to eat with the devil, then you dine with a long spoon’. That’s exactly what I’ll be doing. A call comes in. It’s from one of my men who oversees the resorts in southside Sochi. “There’s a Sergeant Dickson here to speak to you. He has the badge, boss.”Another snooping dog. “What does he want?”He switches to thick Russian. “I overheard him say something about dead bodies in one of the resorts. He didn’t leave much to make a full report out of but I say this is happening too often to be a mere accident.” “Hmm.” That’s also a possibility. “Put him on the phone.” A small shuffle and then a high voice that instantly grates on my nerves. “I
DAMIANWe raise our heads and are appalled at the sight of Bonanno whose head lolls back with the bullet carving a hole in his throat. Blood pumps out steadily from the gape. Karmen stifles a cry, staring at the corpse that used to be her father but she knows better than to make a sound. Her eyes jump to mine with tears shining through. “We are under an attack,” Sergei whispers, drawing out a gun from nowhere. That’s why I say made men don’t make the mistake of submitting all their weapons, whether in public or privately. Each of us have our hands on a weapon, including Karmen who digs her hands between her thighs and draws out a small gun. A small hush descends over us, so deafening that I can hear the sound of traffic from miles away. Nothing else comes. It’s like the shooter has retreated or maybe they’ve got their target. Everyone pins me with an expectant look, waiting for my lead, bidding time with me.Then…the sound of a reload. “Stay glued to the walls now,” I hiss, count
LILIANAAlice and I are seated in the patio sharing a cup of her delicious, home-made version of the virgin mojito. It’s sweet like I thought it would be and makes me feel relaxed. She never disappoints. Zip left here some hours ago and before she did, she gave me a funny look. Alice says it’s her guilty face. I haven’t stopped laughing since I learned that. “Look at her playing. I’ve never seen her so…free in a while. To be honest, since you came into our lives—”“Since I was forced into your lives,” I tell her, with care not to soil her feelings. Thankfully, she dismisses it with a laugh.“I understand you had no choice then. How about now?”“I still don’t have one. Every time I bring up the topic of letting me go, he reminds me of wanting to keep me safe when I’m not even safe here.”She sighs, setting her drink down. “It’s not his fault, duska. He’s always been like that with the people he cares about. Believe it or not, he cares about you. More than he shows you.”That implies I
DAMIAN I’m standing atop the balcony which overlooks the main house, staring straight in one direction only; that one spot in the garden blackened with soot from the explosion. It’s hard to believe that she’s gone. The last living memory of Stelleza. “How the hell did this happen?” It’s more of a question of deep reflection. First, the anonymous text to watch my back, then the attempt on my life and now…Irina is dead. Burned to an unrecognizable char. A hand clasps on my other shoulder, the one that’s free from bleeding. I trace the hand to find Zoran. Hair tousled and shirt rumpled. “I’m sorry, bro.” I just nod, because what more can I do? One thing I know for sure is that, when I get to the root of this madness, I will not spare anyone I find pulling the trigger. “Where’s Alice?” It takes a long pause before I reply, “She left with Liliana.” “There really is a mole who will not stop until they see that we meet our deaths. Whoever planned this chose the perfect time know
LILIANAThe water fills to the brim in the bath-tub, almost spilling over with bubbles. I watch from the door as Rachael turns off the faucet and pours in some essential oils from the vials lined up on the counter.I’m somewhere else in my head, miles and miles away from reality. I could’ve died alongside her, but she chose to save me. Thinking about it makes my stomach churn with unease, yet gratitude.“With all that has happened, I’m sure you’d like to soak in—” she notices me. “We will miss her dearly, of course. She was like the little sister I never had.”I sigh, pulling the bathrobe tighter around me. “She didn’t deserve that.”“None of us do but here we are, taking shit we don’t plan for.” She laughs bitterly, wiping her wet hands with a napkin. Her first statement throws me off guard. Are we still talking about Irina or…? “I’m sure she wouldn’t want us fussing over her now. She’s at rest wherever she is.” She dips her hand in to test the temperature. “The water is gonna get co
LILIANAShrouding darkness is all I can make out in this place.Arms close around me in what feels like an embrace. Wait, what is this? This can’t be heaven. Where’s the choir of angels singing? Oh, shit.A loud ringing in my ears causes me to wince. Then piece by distorted piece everything starts to come together. The faint echo of my name, the fragmented parts of an argument and…a scuffle?“Open your eyes, dammit!” That sounds like Rachel. That’s when I find myself approaching bright light which envelopes me completely. I snap back to consciousness, gasping awake and a dry cough hacking at the base of my throat. I raise my hands, touch my head and raise it to my view again–no blood. Patting down my body, it’s the same thing. “I-I’m alive?” I murmur, half in confusion and half in a daze. “Thank goodness, God!” Rachel has her hands behind me to support my back. “You scared the shit out of me.”Oh, and I’m no longer naked. That’s the sweetest relief. Thank fuck!“What happened? He d
LILIANAI’ve barely been able to close my eyes since I assured Rachel I’ll be fine alone. Every second, I find myself throwing cautious glances over my shoulders, checking for danger.All of this is twenty minutes after Damian left.I know my days in this house are numbered. But when will I find the courage to walk away without–“God, I need a drink!” I blurt out to Rachel, collapsing right beside her on the bed. She’s refused to leave me alone.“Me too,” she admits with a sheepish smile playing around her mouth. “With all that has been unfolding lately, people are dropping around us like flies—I can’t deal with this anymore.”“And you can’t leave because?”She looks at me with a raised eyebrow. “You know why, it’s not foreign to you.”The image comes to mind. Her father wouldn’t want her to stop working here due to the personal favors he gets from Damian.“Letting your greed get in the way of your daughter’s happiness is just shitty parenting.” I sigh, staring wistfully at her. “I hop
LILIANAThe words strike right in the middle of my chest like lightning hitting a spot twice. It just doubles the ache I’ve been feeling since I woke up. Could it be any worse?I’m certain I’ve heard this from the man himself. As though fate is playing a cruel joke on me, his words echo in my ears again.‘I killed her.’ ‘I pulled the trigger that killed her.’Is that why he wanted me to stay away from him? Oh, Liliana, how much of an idiot can you be? The signs have been staring at me naked. I ignored the way I did Kyle’s red flags until he landed me in worse trouble. Is this just the universe’s way of teaching people like me lessons?“You look pale. Maybe you should just go back and wait…?”“No. No, I’m fine.” I don’t know if I’m ready to hear more of what she has to say, yet I tell her– “Go on.”She nods, casts a nervous glance around and then looks at the door. “I don’t know what he hides in there that he’s refused to let anyone in. The only person who managed to see in here by m
LILIANARachel is waiting by the door by the time the car pulls up inside the fancy prison I familiarized myself with as home. Not anymore. Maybe soon, this nightmare would be over and I’ll get over him. “You’re back early?”I manage a fake smile that doesn’t quite reach my eyes. “Don’t tell me you miss me. I’ve barely been gone for a week.”She reaches to take my bags and I pull away before she can touch it. There’s no need to fool anyone with exaltations when we are both alike in more ways than we think. She’s a slave here even though she’s willing. I’m the captive. Still sounds the same to me. Yet, why do I need all of this special attention? It’s just bullshit around here.Speaking of captives, I stop and turn to Rachel. “Did Melanie stop by at the house today?”She pauses to think, then shakes her head. “That was last night. I told her you were on a trip and she made me spill the location. I don’t know why she needed that information anyway.” After another long pause, she gasps
Buckle up people, this is going to be a long ass read but I guess we've seen this coming.LILIANAMelanie?I look at Damian for help, wondering why in the hell she is standing on the property of his private island. Wait–how does she know where we are? Damian looks as shocked as I am as well. So we’re going to say he’s not aware of her arrival? I don’t believe whatever facade he’s wearing on his face now. It’s hard to believe he doesn’t know about this and something within me breaks. I’m not sure what that is.“Well, well, well,” she starts in a demeaning tone reeking of spite, “if it’s not the captive and her captor enjoying a week out of town so they can spend time alone. How romantic!”Damian looks like he’s fed up of her nonsense. “What are you doing here, Mel?”“That’s not such a nice thing to say to someone who you once called better suited for your cock. Now that’s not very nice, is it? I should be the one asking the questions here, not you baby boy. What are you doing here?” Sh
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LILIANAThe water ripples as he sinks in behind me, large body settling under the surface with practised ease. His legs open and he guides me between them, pulling me back against his chest. His arms come around me.I melt right into him with a greedy inhale of him.We sit like that for a while with the water lapping around us and his fingers massaging my scalp. Then, they stop and disappear into the water. Before I get the chance to protest, his fingers lightly begin tracing patterns on my stomach. His chin rests on my shoulder, and for a moment, everything stills. Until his hands drift lower. And lower.“You’re insatiable,” I whisper, smiling. I already know how this is going to end.“And you,” he says as he grazes my ear with his mouth, “are impossible to resist.”He shifts me, wrapping his hands around my waist to turn me so I can straddle his lap. The second our eyes lock, the air becomes charged with sexual tension. His hands are hot on my thighs. I rest my hands on his should
LILIANAI wake up wrapped in the warmth of body heat and cedar. Damian.His arm is draped across my waist, his chest pressed firmly against my back and one leg tangled over mine like he’s scared I’ll disappear while he’s asleep. His breath is warm against my neck, blowing in steady and soft.For a man like him, sleep turns him into something else. He’s in a vulnerable calm.I need to move now, but I don’t want to. I just lie there, breathing his scent in and watching, enthralled by the way his fingers twitch slightly against my stomach like he’s still chasing me in whatever dream he’s in. what he doesn’t know is that I don’t need to be chased anymore. I’m his as much as he’s mine. His confessions and the way he loved me last night, deep and hard…it wasn’t perfect. He’s not perfect either. He’s just–him and I’m content with that.Eventually, I shift to face him. He’s still asleep. There’s still a faint crease between his brows. Even in rest, his mind doesn’t fully shut off. But it’s
LILIANAI don’t even get five. The air is already thick with the heat of sex. Damian doesn’t seem like he’s going to let me go anytime soon. He doesn’t give me a second to breathe. My body is limp and soaked in sweat and the remnants of him, but he’s somewhere near, pressing against me with his hardness against my inner thigh.“Look at you,” he rasps, dragging the flat of his palm up against my stomach. His touch makes me tremble. “Shaking. Ruined. And still so fucking tight for me.”“Damian, please–” I’ve lost the ability to even form something as simple as sentences. He grabs the back of my neck, forcing me to meet his eyes in the mirror I’m surprised to see in the ceiling. There’s something about the way his face is soaked and the strands of his black hair stays slicked to his forehead. The savageness in his stare which despite the cold rattling my bones, sets me a-fucking-blaze. “You think we’re done?” he breathes. “After the way you fucking teased me out there?”His other hand
LILIANA“Oh God,” I whisper. The night is far from over.At first I thought it was the heat of our bodies which made the windows fogged over but now, hearing the gentle pattering on the car’s roof—it’s rain. What seems to be a light patter starts to fall harder and louder. It’s the kind that drowns out everything else but the sound of his breathing and my gasps.He takes his sweet time sliding out of me, as though he’s trying not to bruise me. I doubt we have that to worry about though. My body clenches at his slow exit and the loss of him hits me. I feel empty and aching already. Immediately after, I try to raise myself up. If only I know how big of a mistake that is.He shoves me right back down. My cheek presses the cool leather.“You thought that was it?” He sounds amused. Amused that I dared to think so. “No, Malyutka. You wanted to be ruined…I’m not done ruining you.”His fingers grip my jaw, forcing my head to the side so I’m staring at him over my shoulder. His eyes are still
LILIANAHis fingers still glisten with my essence as he pulls them out of me. I twitch.I can still feel the ghost of his strokes inside me and that wicked pressure on the spot he found like it was made just for him. My walls flutter around nothing now, still desperate and aching for him.I’m panting. Legs shaking. So wet I can feel the mess dripping down the back of my thighs. But Damian?He’s calm. Eyes burning and still fully clothed except for his missing belt discarded on the seat. “Open your legs wider.” As silky as his voice sounds, it is laced with danger. I might be reeling from a mind-numbing orgasm, but I know that timbre even in my sleep.I obey without thinking. My dress is shoved around my waist, and my panties are still forgotten on my wrist. I should feel embarassed or exposed. But I don’t. I feel owned. Am I insane for admitting I love how this depravity feels?Damian slides two fingers along my slit again, teasing me this time. Not pressing in. Not quite touching wh