~~IVAN~~The look on Cecilia's face broke my heart but damn if I'd dwell on that.I don't care if she's hurt by my words which are the truth..."What do you mean?" She asked, frowning.. confusion laced in her eyes.I quirked my brow, "Are you gonna stand there and pretend you don't know what an evil man your father was?"She shook her head, her eyes shaking on her chest.And I tried, really tried to not look at her body, the curve of her tits and her slightly big stomach but that was a losing battle.Damn this mating heat for making me want to lose my mind.And apparently it had the same effect on her, which I could sense confuses her as fuck.The mating heat is unlike any level of Lust that existed. And animalistic craving. An inhumane need."I don't understand you." She said again, and I almost believed her.Almost did, but I'll be fucked if I let another Rossi fool me with their poker face.She was her father's pride.No way she didn't know of her dad's dealings.No way she didn't k
~~Cecilia~I bit my tongue to avoid uttering another word as Boss Ivan took his precious time, finishing his food."Can I go now?" I asked when he pushed his empty plate aside hoping he wouldn't stop me because I don't think I can take another minute staring at his face.Luckily, he nodded after some seconds of hesitation and I practically ran up the stairs to my room, making sure to lock the door behind me.Damn it to hell! I groaned, throwing myself on the bed as tears rushed down my cheek.I hate him!!I hate hate hate him!!!I wanted to scream, to hit something or tear at something, anything to release the frustration and anger boiling in me. But do I really want to release it?The worst thing was that, even with the hatred and anger I could still feel the mounting lust twisting my stomach to the point of pain.He did this...He did this. He was drugging me. For what? So that I could freely submit myself to him without any protest and without putting up a fight?COWARD!!!I bit m
~~IVAN~~"Yo, did you get the background files I asked for?"Instead of a response, all I heard was a shriek from a tiny voice, then fits of giggles and I couldn't help the smile that tugged at my lips."Johnny! Come take your sister so I can have some moments of peace please!"The giggles stopped, then turned into a loud wait that made me wince as it echoed over my phone's speaker."Oh baby, I'm sorry. Go on...granny has to speak to uncle Ivan okay?"Of course Brent should have known better than to mention my name, because the next second Lacey was screaming."Uncle Van! Uncle Van.""Let me talk to her," I said chuckling, "You know she won't back down now.""Of course I know. Spoilt brat." Brent grumbled halfheartedly and I laughed.Nothing amazed me more than seeing Brent with his grandkids. It was amazing a man, as cruel, cold and brutal as him could be so soft when his babies were concerned."Uncle Van!" lacy screamed between giggles, "Uncle Van!"Her giggles warmed my heart"Hey
~CECILIA~I was asleep, or at least half way there when the HEAT, _What I chose to call it_ hit me, destroying every promise of a goodnight sleep.And as usual it didn't come with mercy.By now I already knew that trying to fight it or block it out was very useless but I still tried anyway, by shutting my eyes and focusing on my breaths which were now coming in pants.A gasp tore past my lip as another fresh jolt of lust hit me, convulsing my stomach and tying it up in knots.Sweet painful knots.I bit my lip and clenched my legs, to somehow relieve the ache between them. The ache that was driving me crazy.Fuck.If only I could just get a release somehow. If only there was something to take this burning ache away.Images of Don Petrov flashed through my mind.Fuck if I'll try to fight it.His dark eyes which are partially covered by his curly hair, though you could still make out the dark shade.I pictured him, leaning against my door frame as he looked at me with his face laced with
The sight of Cecilia's hurried departure sent chills through me. Chills of guilt which was ridiculous.I don't feel guilt.But as I watched her retracing figure, the guilt grew and her words kept ringing in my head over and over again.The hurt in her voice, the pain even though the scent of her desire filled the air.I scratched my jaw as I sat down on a chair staring at the lake absentmindedly.What did she mean when she said that I killed her parents?We have heard the news about Rossi's death and I have been trying to wrap my head around that but always assumed that maybe it was one of Rossi's dirty contacts.So what on earth made her think that I was the one who killed her parents?Which explains the hatred and anger directed at me./She's going through a lot, Ivan. You don't have to make it worse./ Alistair's voice rang through my head.But, that doesn't change the fact that she's a Rossi. She might be involved in her father's business. Or maybe she knows something... anything.
"What on earth is going on Ivan?" Darya asked as I swerved the SUV around quickly and headed to the direction of our mansion instead of Santez's place.Panic and fear gripped my chest so painfully I could hear my breaths coming out in pants and my heart thudding frantically in my chest.This cannot be.Not Johnny. How was this possible?A kid being kidnapped only means one thing to me.The damn scientists."Ivan, you are scaring me." Darya shouted as I sped past cars and houses.I couldn't respond to her. I was filled with rage, anger.Primal rage that I haven't felt in a very long time now.If anything happens to that boy, so help me God...I hit the brake when I got to my mansion and opened the doors."Get out." I barked and thankfully she didn't question me. Perhaps because of my tone.Once she was out of the car, I locked the door, and sped off again, my knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel so tightly./In all you do, make sure he doesn't go into rage before he's tamed.
~~CECILIA~~Fucking bastard!I slammed the door angrily and marched to my bed.Who on earth asked me to go play Irish housewife?Damnit!Should have known that he would always be a royal dick.I sat down on the bed, my heart still beating angrily.I have no idea why I did that. Where that silly concern came from.But when I didn't see him around midnight I got very worried.Plus I had seen Darya march into the house earlier, looking scared and angry and I heard her tell Alista that the boss had stormed off to an unknown direction.I had been worried. I have no idea what prompted it, where it came from but I had felt a wave of fear grip me.And I'd spent hours just pacing around the sitting room.And when he came back, my heart fucking plummeted seeing how hurt it was.Now I just regret every ounce of emotion I wasted on the mother fucker.Bastard!I should have just gone to sleep. But I know that even if I tried I wouldn't have.These days it feels like my heart and emotions don't bel
tHours went by, a day passed and my number one goal was Avoiding Don Petrov and everything that concerns him.Which I succeeded in, until it was time for dinner.I had made my way to the kitchen, my steps cautious as I moved through the quiet hallways of the mansion.As I neared the kitchen, I overheard a hushed voice, and I realised immediately that it was the Boss.His voice was low, and he was speaking fast as if he was upset or something.With my heart almost jumping into my mouth I turned to go back, so that I wouldn't be caught eavesdropping on his private conversation, instead my legs carried me towards the entrance."This isn't something that should be kept on maybe, Brent. How on earth did it happen? Obviously they are back. Did they get other kids? I need answers and I need them fast. I didn't spend years working so damn hard to keep those bastards buried, just to have them rise back and start...."His shoulder tensed up as he cut off and turned abruptly.His gaze met mine
The warm touch of the sun filtering through the windows woke me up and I stirred, gradually opening my eyes and taking in my environment.I noted first how sore, and I mean deliciously sore my body was and hey...not that I’m complaining or anything. I had asked for it.I shuddered in delight as flashes of the night before played through my mind. Ivan had gone full beast mode, to the point where I almost felt like I would collapse.I smiled at the images of the various positions, angles, and the multiple orgasms he had given me throughout the night. I doubt I would actually be able to walk straight.Not that my capability to walk was actually what was my mind right now anyways. No.It was how relaxed I felt, how peaceful I felt that had me arching a brow.I turned around, to look at the sleeping masculine body beside me. He looked so...relaxed, as much as I felt. I have never seen him like this. Not once since I knew him.And there was a hint of a smile playing at his lips.A lovely dr
The warm touch of the sun filtering through the windows woke me up and I stirred, gradually opening my eyes and taking in my environment.I noted first how sore, and I mean deliciously sore my body was and hey...not that I’m complaining or anything. I had asked for it.I shuddered in delight as flashes of the night before played through my mind. Ivan had gone full beast mode, to the point where I almost felt like I would collapse.I smiled at the images of the various positions, angles, and the multiple orgasms he had given me throughout the night. I doubt I would actually be able to walk straight.Not that my capability to walk was actually what was my mind right now anyways. No.It was how relaxed I felt, how peaceful I felt that had me arching a brow.I turned around, to look at the sleeping masculine body beside me. He looked so...relaxed, as much as I felt. I have never seen him like this. Not once since I knew him.And there was a hint of a smile playing at his lips.A lovely dr
~~CECILIA~~It took at least twenty minutes, but Ivan succeeded in tearing Darya away from the red haired bimbo.Although twenty minutes was a little bit too late because by the time she was pulled up from the floor, her face was all swollen from the slaps and her top was torn from the front, the only thing preventing her breast from hanging out was her white Lace bra."How dare you, you low life rat?" She screeched her eyes wide in fear, "I'll make you pay for this! I'm going to make you pay!!""Thank your fucking stars that I wasn't driving a dagger into your belly bitch. Another word from you, and I'll shut you up forever."Luckily the woman didn't say another word. She turned to Ivan as if expecting him to do something, but when Ivan just stared at her in cold glare, she scoffed and ran off the building.I almost pitied her. Almost.I know her type. Besides, I had other things to worry about."Are you okay, Rossi?" Ivan asked and I shot him a glare."What do you care?"He shrugged
~~ CECILIA~~"Rossi…." Darya swore, obviously uncomfortable, but still wrapped her arm around me and placed my head on her shoulders as my body wrecked uncontrollably in sobs.I had no idea why I was crying- again. I had promised myself to be stronger and I've tried so much to be.Tears won't solve anything, tears will not change anything.But no matter how many times I repeated those words in my head, it still doesn't change anything- doesn't stop the tears from flowing.Darya patted my back, rubbing my shoulders which were shaking so hard.I clung onto her black jacket and hid my face deeper in her neck."Calm down, Rossi…" she murmured, surprisingly calm considering how many times she has insulted me because I'm such a cry baby. I wasn't expecting her to be this calm about me bawling my eyes out in front of her this way- but maybe she has an atom of compassion in her.Whatever it is, I'm grateful that she held me, patiently until my sobs quieted down."I'm sorry," I whispered my
~~CECILIA~~Two days.Two fucking days and I have not heard a thing from the boss of the house.I've heard him come in and out- but it's like he moves with the winds because by the time I come out, he's gone again driving off in his power bike.Not that I should bother- hell I'm not.Liar….A tiny voice whispers into my ears and I frown deeply brushing it away.I AM NOT BOTHERED ABOUT HIS PRESENCE.But, the thing is that I am. I always was.No matter how hard I try to deny it, the pang of worry is still there, eating at me, bothering me.And the heat that sweeps through me every night while I yearn for sleep isn't helping matters at all.What exactly happened?After the unpleasant incident two nights back…After we had sex..I blushed furiously, and bit my lip as I remembered. I already told myself that there was no need to feel guilty about what I did, and what I wanted.One is that this craving is beyond natural. I could either give in to it or die, and I am so sure that it could ki
~~ SILAS ~~Seeing Alex's face crumbled in pain and confusion was a little heartbreaking, so I immediately pulled him into a hug.It bugged him out at first, as his body tensed up- apparently not expecting the display of emotion, but he eventually leaned Into the hug.He was getting much better and more open than he was a week ago. The first few days he spent in this house he had refused to come out of his room, and we had respected his distance-only very slowly approaching him to let him know that this isn't the slave house he spent the past few months in.And my brothers and I had tried our best to make him feel at home. It was heartbreaking to imagine what he had to go through, the pains he had to endure in that torture cell for two months.He's just young. Too young, and my blood boils when I think of it.When I see the scars on his back from being beaten with canes, the scars on his palms from hard work. And the sadness, the depth of pain in his eyes that no child had a business
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~~ROMAN~~Silas was seething. The tension in his body and anger rolling off him was almost funny if I wasn't so upset myself.It is very rare to see the collected Silas this angry and I could see the surprise in Darya's eyes even though she tried so much to hide it.It still amazes me until now how much she has changed. How stronger and more deceptive she has become over the years- how much the woman we once gave our heart to had turned and changed.What was it that happened?Darya's mother was my mother's personal maid which means they lived with us. We all grew up together- the four of us. And as kids she was like the sister we never had.Until we started growing older, we started understanding lust and want between men and women and started growing in brotherly feelings towards her.Hmmm. Darya was a very cheerful girl, filled with so much delight. So much delight and she had been so innocent- or so she wanted us to believe.It was that innocence that made us respect her boundaries
~~DARYA~~I was on my way out when I overheard them. First it was Alistair's annoying laugh, then Rossi's hushed voice and two other maids whispering and snickering.What on earth were they doing? I walked to the kitchen and stopped just by the doorway to eavesdrop and overheard Ilana telling Cecilia about Ivan's missing.That doesn't bother me because it is a story that everyone in the hood knows. But what bothered me was Rossi's expression. At first it was sad, then it just turned full on suspicious, like she was drawing a plan in her mind.One reason I'm Ivan's favourite person- enough to be his right hand is how perspective I am. I can easily fucking read a person with their facial expression. It would goddamn take a skilled poker face to throw me off.And Rossi…girl has something up her sleeve and after a few weeks of watching her, I could swear it was nothing good.I leaned against the door frame folding my arm across my chest as she whispered questions which Ilana- big mouth sh