Ten years later...
"Come on baby, you can do it."
"I swear to god you are never touching me again."
"You say that every time."
"THIS TIME ITS THE TRUTH!" Dawson just smiled at me and all I wanted to do was punch him. Our daughter Hudson was born and while I was half asleep. Dawson was walking around the room singing to her.
"You really want to make this our last one?" He asked me in a whisper.
"You know better than to ask me that right after. She makes five Dawson."
"You told me you wanted a big family. Since we don't have any." I just smiled at my husband. We were pregnant and married in the first year we were together. We had a small wedding here in Oregon. Luca and some of his family and members came. it was a beautiful day. I also gave birth to our son Max that year. Max is almost eleven. Max is also our only son. He now has four sisters and they all drive him crazy. Christina is nine, Maggie is six, Chole is four, and now he has
I saw her before she even reached me. My best friend since kindergarten, Christina Smith came running over to me. "Did you hear?" I looked up at her from my math homework."Hear what?""Mrs. Covile passed away last night." Mrs. Covile was our history teacher. She was also over one hundred years old and very strict in her ways."Wow really, that's sad. How did she die?""I don't know, old age." We both smiled. "Anyways, there's a rumor that we're getting a hot young new teacher to take her place." Christina has always been the guy's girl. She is that typical girl's girl. She loves attention and had always been the life of the party. She is also my co caption on the squad. We have been pretty popular most of our school years. Both our families come from money and here in this small town that means a lot. I'm an honor roll student and I care about my work. Where has Christina is a good student, but its the last thing
"Did you get the papers graded from the quiz I gave on Monday?" Dalton asked me. I looked over at the six different piles of work in front of me."Of course I did." I looked at the files in front of me. Shit, I still had them. "Sorry," I said and stood up and walked the files over to him. He gave me a look and took them out of my hands. I scrunched my nose and went back to the floor. I've been working with him now for a little over a week and he has been more quiet than normal. Normally he talks to me a little and he hasn't been doing that. "Sir?" I said and looked over at him. He look
I've been sitting in my room for the last hour. Trying to understand what just happened with my teacher Mr. Canes. He kissed me, he actually kissed me. There was no one I could talk to about this. Not even my best friend Chris. I couldn't tell anyone. I keep touching my lips. My head could see nothing else but the two of us kissing. I remember him pulling away and just looking at me. He then apologized to me and walked off. He could lose his job over this, but I would never tell. In fact, all I could think of was I wanted to kiss him again. His lips were soft and he was gentle with me. He made my body feel a way that I have never felt before. He is everything in a man I could ever ask for. Oh my god was I actually thinking of trying to be with my teacher? He is probably losing his mind r
The next morning I woke up in my own bed. I laid there and the first thing on my mind was Dalton. The memories of last night started to flood into my mind. I couldn't help the smile that came across my face. Oh my god, I was with my teacher last night. I straightened out and just closed my eyes. I could still smell him all over me. The things he did to my body. I could still feel him all over me. His lips and his hands, the way they touched me.The night before...
Over the next week, I learned a lot about Dalton. He was a man of many things and truly liked his control. He was stern with me, but not in a harsh way. I believed it turned him on to force his dominance on me. I was all too happy to submit to him. I liked to keep him happy but I also liked to keep him on his toes. Sometimes I would act like a bit of a brat. Even though he would act as if it got on his nerves. I know I turned him on. He has still kept to his word and hasn't taken me yet. I don't make it easy on his either.In class, I tease him doing my best to not show it to anyone el
We got back to his place and we were in a lip lock as we made our way inside his place. "Do you want me to go home?' I asked him in between kisses. He looked at me funny. "I just want to keep you doing this right." He let out a huge breath and went back to kissing me."You'll go when I say you can go." I let out a little giggle. I loved his assertiveness. It turned me on more. I felt something hit the back of my knees and I was laid back on his bed. He hovered above me and just looked at me. "You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen." I smiled at him. "Tell me, tell me who you belong to." He hissed out.
"If you don't stop sexually harassing me at school. We're never going to get anything done." I tried to tell him while he had me pressed against his desk with his lips and tongue all over my neck."Do I look like I care at the moment?" He hissed out into my ear. I had to giggle at him."No, I guess not.” He lifted me up and I was now sitting on his desk. "Your very naughty Mr. Canes." He eyed me for a moment."It's your fault. I wanted to wait, but you corrupted me." He wasn't wrong and I wasn't making it to easy for him. I just smiled and bit my lip. He shook his head and then being funny, he lifted my shirt and placed his head inside. He started to kiss the tops of my breast. That's when I thought I heard the classroom door close. I looked at the door and moved Dalton away from me. "What's wrong?" He asked me."Didn't you hear that?" I asked still looking at the door.
I spent the weekend in my bed. I had my parents convinced that I just wasn't feeling well. My mother would check on me but other than that they pretty much left me alone. Chris showed up some time on Saturday. I told her what had happened with Dalton. She did her best to try and get me to get out of bed, but it wasn't working. She also threatened Dillion's life a few times. Sunday was the real kicker when my parents were out. Dillon showed up at the house. I crossed my arms at him at the front door. "What do you want? You're not coming in here." He looked upset."Come on Brenda, I only did what I did for you're own good. He is a grown-ass man.""Who the fuck are you to determine my life, Dillon? You know nothing about us. I did as you asked me to now stay out of my fucking life." I slammed the door on his face and ran back up to my room. I ended up staying home from school on Monday. I just couldn't do it. Chris came over with some school wo
Ten years later..."Come on baby, you can do it.""I swear to god you are never touching me again.""You say that every time.""THIS TIME ITS THE TRUTH!" Dawson just smiled at me and all I wanted to do was punch him. Our daughter Hudson was born and while I was half asleep. Dawson was walking around the room singing to her."You really want to make this our last one?" He asked me in a whisper."You know better than to ask me that right after. She makes five Dawson.""You told me you wanted a big family. Since we don't have any." I just smiled at my husband. We were pregnant and married in the first year we were together. We had a small wedding here in Oregon. Luca and some of his family and members came. it was a beautiful day. I also gave birth to our son Max that year. Max is almost eleven. Max is also our only son. He now has four sisters and they all drive him crazy. Christina is nine, Maggie is six, Chole is four, and now he has
"Married? I... sounds wonderful." I said and took a seat on my porch. Dawson followed me to the porch and sat next to me."Are you sad sweetheart?" He asked me. I smiled up at him."A little, but I don't have the right to be upset. I didn't expect you two to just wait for me." Dawson smiled back at me. "Does he know your here?""Yes, he knows. I just felt it was the right thing to do by letting you know.""And what about you?""What about me?""Are you seeing someone?" He looked out at the front yard."No. What about you?""Me? No way. I'm to busy.""Doing?" I started to tell him all about my life. He listened with a smile on his face. "I wanted to know if you would be my date for Luca's wedding?" My mouth fell open."I don't think that would be smart.""Why? He knows I'm here telling you.""I just don't want to impose.""Everyone wants to see you, Brenda. Even Luca said to bring you." My eyes
Brenda's POV,I rushed to the end of the bed and looked at his lifeless body laying on the ground. He had a hole in his head and one in his chest. I glanced over at Dawson who still had his gun pointed at Dalton. I also looked at the bedroom door where Luca stood with his gun pointed at the floor. Both men shot and both men hit. Dalton was dead and all I could do was fall back to the bed and take a deep breath. This was all over and I felt sad and good at the same time.Over the next week, Luca and I did our best to keep Dawson out of prison. Detective Edward also did his best to help us. Edward ending up finding all the evidence he needed to know for sure Dalton was behind everything. Inclouding murdering Dawson's mother. Because Dawson served all that time for his mother's death. He was let go of all the charges and he was a free man.Dawson and Luca had become close. Dawson had decided to join Luca's family. After Luca asked him to of course. We all seemed to
Dawson's POV,"Dawson you stay with me," Luca said as we approached the large house hidden in the mountain. Dalton was being smart. The place was covered with men and guns. The back was fenced off with a six-foot wood fence. We all stayed quiet, all twenty-eight of us. By the looks of it. We had them outnumbered. No one was allowed to go until Luca made the call. This was going t be an ambush. We all crept down watching everything. Just then Dalton came out the front door. He walked to one of the pillars and land against it. We watched as he lit up a smoke.
Dalton's POV,"I hope you will be comfortable here. I've got all your favorite things in here. There's a place for you to read in the window and I have this bookshelf full of your stories. I thought since you lost your memory. These would be new again and you would fall in love with them.""Thank you," She said and started to walk around the room, checking things out.
The breeze out here by the water felt amazing. I love to come out here and read. I was going to be getting married in three days. It was nice to have some time to myself. So much has been going on. A lot of Luca's family has been showing up and all the decorations have been coming along nicely.If I walk out to the water I seem to have found myself some alone time. It was close to sunset, but I didn't care. I loved to watch it set. I left my phone up at the house and didn't tell anyone I was going. Luca wasn't home, he had some business to take care of this evening. I just needed a few
A year later..."Now go pull the meatballs out of the oven mio caro (my dear)." I walked over to the oven and pulled them out and set them on the counter. I've been here in Italy with Luca for a year now. I have accepted who Luca and his family are. I have learned respect for them and I have never met anyone like them. Their family values mean everything to them. His parents and brother have taken me in like one of their own. I feel like I have a family again. They all know my secret and still, they are good to me.
The last week here in Italy with Luca has been amazing. His family home is huge and sits on ten ackers of land. You can see the ocean from his home. Luca and I have been getting very close. I know I'm starting to have feelings for him. I have let my guard down, but for some reason, I don't think I need to protect Luca from Dalton. Being here has caused me to see somethings I can't explain, at least not yet. I feel as though Luca and his family may have some secrets of there own. for one there are armed guards all over the place. why do they need so much sercity? Lots of people come and go here. I have seen someone new almost everyday. People also get very quiet around me.
Dawson's POV,"I'm telling you she is not here.""Then where the hell is she?"