I look at the woman reflected in the mirror ànd I can't help but smile to myself.
Today is Lorenzo's grandfather's birthday party and I will be accompanying him to meet his family. It's crazy how despite being married to Javier, he never took me to hís parents. Anytime there was an occasion or an event, he would give excuses. Sometimes, my sister would go as hís plus one. I must really have been blind to ignore the red flags. He would always say that his family is complicated and that keeping me away from them was protecting me. I believed him ànd never questioned shit. Now, I realize those two started sleeping together behind my back for a long time. A pair of a cheating bastard and a conniving bitch. They deserve each other. Lorenzo didn't hesitate to take me to meet his family despite our marriage being fake. The way he looks at me makes me want to just pull down my pants and let him explore my candy shop. He has however kept his distance since I signed the papers. Ofcourse, I have been pretty busy with my father. He finally had his surgery. It was a success and according to the doctor, he might wake up anytime soon. That's some good news, enough to put a smile on my face. Now, I just need to play the wife of the mafia captain and make his grandfather happy. Lorenzo mentioned something about his grandfather forcing him to get married so that he can officially take over the family business; both the legal and the mafia. I am inclined to think that that's why he proposed to marry me. Either way, I won't dwell on that matter. After all, our marriage is one of the benefits. Having that hot body pressed against mine however is like an icing on the cake; one that I plan to devour ànd enjoy to the fullest. A grin spreads on my face as I acknowledge how naughty my thoughts have been lately. " What's making you smile so beautifully?" A familiar voice jerks me out of my thoughts. I turn around and there he is; the man who's been starring in my naughty dreams lately. He is wearing a dark blue trouser and a white shirt. His outfit matched my royal blue gown. " It's nothing. Shall we go?" I reply, coughing slightly to clear my thoughts. I don't want to start eye-f*cking him and getting caught. Like he always does. " Are yóu sure it's nothing, Megan? I can feel your éyes all over my body." Lorenzo says with a smirk, taking a step ahead. A delicious shiver invades my spine, carrying with it a toe curling sensation. Lorenzo is a decade older than me. That should be considered to be old enough for me to keep away yet just seeing him makes me crave his body. While Javier gives the impression of a young but mature man, Lorenzo passes as the bad boy next door. The type your parents would warn you to stay steer from. Lorenzo reaches a hand up and tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear. I gasp softly, my skin tingling where his fingers touch. " You look absolutely beautiful. Like a queen. My Queen." The last word comes out like a possessive growl, igniting a fire inside me. I lean into him, my heart racing. I can feel the heat radiating from his body, his eyes roving over my face, making my stomach twist into knots. " Lorenzo..." I whisper his name, the tip of my tongue licking my lips. His eyes darken with something dark and sinful. The next moment, he hoists me from the chair, setting me on the dressing table. He stands between my legs and I part them wider, creating room for him. He runs a finger down the side of my neck, watching me intently. His eyes follow his finger's journey as he trails it down my cleavage. " We have some minutes to spare." He grins before slamming his lips against mine. His tongue tastes my lips aggressively before he slips it into my mouth. His kisses are different. They are a passionate mix of wild, untamed lust. I moan as the straps of my dress slip past my shoulder, revealing my diamond hard nipples. He pulls away, his éyes searching mine a moment before he bends down. Lorenzo groans before latching his mouth on my nipple. He sucks and pulls on the taut bud while his hand massages my other breast. I moan, my eyes rolling back in pleasure. When he abandons my buds and goes down to my other, I end up screaming his name as a shattering orgasm washes over me. " I'll keep this." Lorenzo grins, waving my thong he had removed earlier. I blush, taking deep breaths as I stabilize my breathing. " Shall we?" He offers his hand, his composure shocking me as if he didn't just go down on me and licked me dry of my juices. Shoving those, I take his hand and he leads me to his car. We leave the city behind,driving for about an hour. We arrive at a castle-like mansion situated atop a hill. Lorenzo opens the door for me before helping me out of the car. I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart. " Are yóu nervous?" He asks, squeezing my hand. Of course I am. Who wouldn't? His family is no ordinary from what I know from Javier. The possibility of seeing Javier tonight offsets my good mood too. I nod honestly. " Relax. I am sure they are going to love you." I want to tell him that he can't be so sure but I chose to swallow my words. Lorenzo leads me to the entrance of the big mansion. We are about to step in when his phone rings. " Go ahead. I'll be real quick." He excuses himself. Left standing at the door, I contemplate turning around and leaving but it's too late, especially when Javier approaches me with a mocking smile. " Why are you here? Let me guess. You couldn't wait to say yes to the deal I proposed?" Seeing the smug look on his face, it takes everything in me not to wipe it with a slap. " What deal does my wife have to say yes to, dear nephew?"Javier looks at me, then to Lorenzo in utter shock. Do I have to say I enjoy the look on his face? If we weren't standing at the entrance of Lorenzo’s family house, I would have burst out laughing. “ What nonsense, uncle? Meghan is my wife.” Javier whispers, his jaws clenched. “I don't think so, homeboy. Last time I checked, you two are divorced.” Lorenzo States as a matter of fact, a grin on his face. He seems to be enjoying making Javier uncomfortable more than I expected. “ Since Megan is a free woman, I made her mine. So, back off little boy.” Lorenzo says, holding Javier's shirt and straightening it. “ Shall we, My lady?” He asks with a bewitching smile. He offers me his hand which I take. I don't spare Javier another glance as we step inside the huge magnificent living room. My eyes scan the room and I am not surprised to see my sister sitting shamelessly next to a middle-aged woman. “ Megan, what are you doing here?” Unlike Javier, Sophia is more composed as she asks.
Megan povSophia's overly sweet voice rings and I lift my face to see her standing behind Javier who is looking at me. “ I think I just asked a damn question Megan?” She shrieks, her eyes glaring at me. I fight the urge to roll my eyes at her absurdity. “ What are we doing here? Why don't you ask your lover?” I ask her meaningfully. Sophia turns to look at Javier who looks guilty as fuck. He dares not meet her gaze, making me scoff. I still can't believe I had lived with that kind of a man for years. He cheated on me with Sophia while we were married and now that we ain't married anymore, he wants me and Sophia too? He wants to eat his cake and have it too? The nerves. “ Javier, what's this bitch talking about?” Sophia asks, her gaze hardening. I smile, pleased with myself. It's stupid how Sophia thinks that Javier would be faithful to her when he wasn't to me. “ Oh well. I would love to watch a lover's quarrel but I don't have the time right now.” I say with a smile before
LorenzoI don't know what came over me when I saw Javier hold my doll. Not with the nasty offer he made her at the hospital. That sick fuck! After sticking his dick inside Sophia's pussy and choosing her over Megan,he dares come around proposing such idiotic deals? I usually don't bother with his actions but when it comes to my doll, that's where we draw the line. I warned him earlier to stay away from my woman but that fucktard seems to have a knack of annoying me. But, he will pay for his disobedience. Family of not, no one fucks around what belongs to me. Grandfather has strict rules that no member of the family shall hurt the other but damn the rules. If I don't remind Javier that Megan is mine, then I am not Lorenzo Massimo. They don't call me the devil for no reason in the streets. I have a reputation to uphold and that involves marking my territory. Megan is mine. She is my property and that sick fuck will learn that. Not just learn, he will respect that or I won't hesitate
Lorenzo pov“ So, what do you think?” I ask Hugo after Hunter Gambino leaves my office. He shakes his head. “ You know what my answer will be.” Hugo didn't seem impressed by the man nor his offer. Not like I did but I tried not to show it. With grandfather stepping down and leaving me to control the business, he has been on and about how the Gambino family might be what we need to step up. I don't think so. “ What do you think he wants to ship?” As much as the guy said it's nothing too serious, he doesn't look like someone I can trust. I don't want to find myself in a hole I can't drag myself out of. “ I don't know but it's nothing good. The last thing I heard was that the family is known for human trafficking and smuggling.”I am not shocked to hear that. Sure, my family is into illegal business but we don't sell arms or even do drugs talk less of human trafficking. “ I wouldn't be shocked to find out they traffic children. Anything dirty seems like their cup of tea.” You
Megan povThrusting, tasting, caressing,Lorenzo’s tongue skillfully sent me to a haze . His kisses are intoxicating and I am so lost in them that I don't feel when his hands unzip my dress. The cold night breeze kisses my skin, making me shiver. Lorenzo pulls away, his eyes trailing from my lips to my collarbones to now my exposed teats. The way he looks at me with such intense want.No man has ever looked at me like that before, not like I have been with many. Javier was not the passionate kind. He liked vanilla sex. Not like I am complaining but Lorenzo is on another whole hell of a level. His gaze... So ravenous and desperate. Like he wants nothing more than taking me in the wildest of ways. My dress pools on my waist with Lorenzo standing between my thighs, his erection pressing on my stomach. We stare at each other as if we are searching for something.He cups my cheek and runs his thumb over my lips.My body quivers when his tongue traces the outline of my ear before biti
Lorenzo povI watch with satisfaction as Megan rides over her orgasm, panting hard. Her soft skin glistens with sweat, her eyes trained on my thick mushroom which is already lubricated with precum, waiting to penetrate her tight little cunt and dominate her till she can't take it anymore. I prefer my women wild in bed but I know Megan is different from the women I have been fucking over the years. She is delicate and while I love taking pleasure in fucking women senseless, I want to do something different with her. I want to give her pleasure, watch as she writhes underneath me, crying and shouting my name as I drill her pretty cunt and water her garden with my seeds.She has such a perfect body, curvy in all the right places, her pussy is so pink and juicy, her perky breasts sits proudly on her chest. I can already imagine the sight of them bouncing with every thrust.I can't control the lust that rises in me when I see her. It is like a beast rising up from within, and if I don't
Megan povIt's been a week since my father had his surgery. He has been showing signs of improvement. The attending doctor said that he will wake up anytime.Looking at his peaceful face, I can't help but lower myself to plant a kiss on his forehead. Thanks to Lorenzo, my father can recover without having to worry when we will be kicked out from unpaid bills. Lorenzo had him moved to a vip ward with an a nurse to take care of him when I am not around. Now, I can finally have time to deal with other matters. The door clicks open and I turn around with a smile only to freeze the moment I lay my eyes on the visitor. Javier's mother? What the hell is she doing here? “ I don't think you are welcomed here. You should leave.” I dismiss her with the harshest tone I can muster. I am no fool to believe she is here for any good. Nothing good can come out of this snake of a woman. “ Megan dear, what's with the tone? Can't I come see my ex-daughter-in- law?” She mocks, her eyes filled with
LorenzoI take a drag on my cigar, my mind going to Megan’s behaviour lately. I can tell that something is bothering. After her father woke up, I thought she would be thrilled but she has been clouded with fear. I can see it in her eyes, smell it all around her. I asked her what could be the problem but she brushed me off, stating that she is tired. Excuses. That's what that was but I chose not to push her. I have my ways of digging around and knowing the truth. She is my baby doll, I can't have her stressed over anything. The sound of my office food opening draws me back from my thoughts. Hugo approaches, a huge file in his hands. He keeps the file before me and takes a seat opposite me. He lits his cigar and takes a drag. All this time, I have my eyes trained on him. “ I did as instructed and just as we expected, that pig is nothing but dirty.”I can sense anger in his words. Probably from what he found out about that Gambino bastard. Taking the files, I peruse through the
Megan povTwo years laterSometimes, life plays out differently than we expected or planned. As I stand before the mirror, admiring the woman reflected in the mirror, I can't help but smile. Sic years. That's what it took me to realize that the only place I belonged to was by Lorenzo's side. And today is that day we are gonna tie the knot and unite in holy matrimony. What started as a contract marriage is transforming to something special and beautiful. The past two years have been nothing but eventful. About a year ago, I gave birth to our second child, a son. When we learnt about my pregnancy, Lorenzo wanted us to get married immediately. I didn't like the idea of wearing my wedding gown with a bulging belly. It didn't help that I had a lot of work to do. From managing my fathers company in Chicago to my own company in Vegas. Lorenzo was also busy with the real estate project his company was working on in Vegas so we agreed to hold the wedding at a later date. After all, in the
MEGAN’S POV Katalina stirred her cappuccino, watching me over the rim of her cup with a smirk that I didn’t trust. “How long has it been since you started living together?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.I leaned back in my chair, letting the scent of roasted coffee beans and vanilla swirl around me. My favorite coffee shop, my favorite corner, and yet, she had dragged me out of my office, claiming I was overworking myself.“Three months,” I said, smiling as I traced the rim of my cup with my fingertip. “And it still feels like yesterday.”Three months since I moved back to Chicago. Three months of waking up beside Lorenzo, of feeling his warmth seep into my skin, of watching him keep every single promise he had made to me.Lorenzo wasn’t just loving—he was attentive, as if he had memorized my every need and made it his mission to fulfill them before I even realized what I wanted. He treated me like a queen, making up for every second we had lost.I lifted my cup, craving
MEGAN’S POV I couldn’t even remember how the rest of the evening played out because Lorenzo was glued to my side like he was afraid I’d disappear. Every time someone tried to steal a moment with me, he would find an excuse to pull me away—into random rooms, dark corners, anywhere he could have me to himself. And every single time, he kissed me like his life depended on it, like he had been starving and I was the only thing that could satisfy his hunger.Then, as if nothing had happened, we’d step back into the party, his arm wrapped tightly around me, his smirk daring anyone to question it. Everyone noticed, of course. They weren’t blind. But no one said a word. Not when it was our night. Not when I was finally going to get married—for real this time.By the end of the celebration, after receiving endless congratulations and well wishes, we left. Lorenzo’s father had insisted on keeping Elena for the night, claiming he wanted to spend more time with her. And honestly? We were too eag
MEGAN’S POVLorenzo was on one knee, his dark eyes locked onto mine, his face illuminated by the soft glow of lights I hadn't even noticed turning on. The world around us had faded into silence, leaving only the sound of my pounding heart and his steady, expectant breaths.“Megan, will you try me for real this time?" His voice was rough with emotion, his grip on the velvet box tight, as if he feared I might vanish before he could place the ring on my finger.I couldn't speak. My throat closed up. The sight of him kneeling before me, the weight of what he was asking, settled over me like a storm. I had promised him another chance—I had vowed to try—but this? This was something bigger, something permanent.This was me handing over my heart, my trust, my life to him once again.And the last time I'd done that, he'd shattered me.Lorenzo saw the hesitation in my eyes, his brows drawing together, his fingers tightening around the ring box. “Megan," he whispered, his voice hoarse, "I know I
MEGAN’S POVThe past month had been...i don't even know how to describe it, a storm of emotions, but somehow, everything had fallen into place. For the first time in what felt like forever, I could breathe.Who would have thought that after what Rael did to Lorenzo, he’d survive?Yet here he was—alive, strong, and laughing as he played with Elena, our daughter. The sight of them on the floor together, her tiny fingers tugging at his shirt as he pretended to lose a playful tug-of-war, warmed me in ways I couldn’t describe. I curled up on the couch, sipping my favorite wine, letting the moment settle over me like a comforting blanket.Then, for what felt like the twentieth time today, Lorenzo’s phone rang."Excuse me, I have to take this," he muttered, already standing.I watched as he strode away, his back tense, voice low when he answered. I had never minded his work calls before, not when we first moved to Chicago, not when he had to step away in the middle of a meal, but lately… som
LORENZO’S POVA month later.The Chicago airport buzzes with life—travelers rushing past, flight announcements echoing overhead, and the occasional wail of an impatient child. I stand near the arrival gate, hands in my pockets, shifting my weight from one foot to the other.It’s been a long week. No, a long month.After I regained my strength, I took off to Chicago to check on my business and for that one month, I had a lot to deal with.Thankful, everything went as planned.But today, things change, no work today. I was here for my two most precious people in the whole world, who I could give anything for.I check my watch for what must be the tenth time in the last five minutes as I wait, my sunglasses on.I want to feel annoyed but I can't with the thought of my two women coming.Megan’s flight has landed nearly half an hour ago, but customs can take forever. I exhale sharply, glancing toward the exit where passengers are trickling through.Then I see them.Elena is the first to sp
LORENZO’S POVIt has been almost two weeks since I came home with Megan, her house and I don't regret coming here. If I must be honest, then this was the best decision ever.I have a lot of time to spend with my cute little doll and Megan and today, we are out to a park after out little doll force us to take her there.Fortunately, I have been gaining my strength or else I would have turned into a laughing thing to my intelligent doll.If someone had told me that out of all the things I’d faced—ruthless enemies, gunfights, betrayals—the most difficult challenge would be a tiny, four-year-old girl with my blood in her veins who is now standing in front of me, her hands on her waist and ready for a challenge, I would have laughed. Hard.The park is livelier than I expected today. Well, maybe it is as I don't come this other side. Children run in every direction, their laughter blending with the chirping of birds perched on tall, leafy trees. The scent of fresh-cut grass mingles with
LORENZO'S POVI stare into her eyes, unable to look away as emotions rush in like a tide I can’t control.If someone had told me there would come a time when I couldn't mask my emotions because of love, I would have laughed in their face and thought them a fool.But here I am, stripped bare, completely exposed—because of this woman who owns my damn heart. Only God knows how much I care for her and our little angel.I owe her everything for giving me something so pure, so untouched by the darkness I live in.She blushes under my intense gaze, shifting slightly in her seat. "You should stop staring."A slow smirk spreads across my face, widening as the color deepens on her cheeks. The sight of it makes me want to get out of this damn hospital bed, take her somewhere private, and show her exactly how much I want her. Need her. Crave her."And you should stop blushing," I counter, my voice low, teasing.Her blush intensifies, and I swear she looks edible—like something only I should be al
LORENZO'S POVI was in a dream.I knew because Megan and Elena were with me—alive, warm, and laughing.Snowflakes danced in the air, landing on my skin like whispers of a forgotten life. The world was bright, crisp, and full of laughter, the kind I hadn’t heard in a long time.“Daddy! Look! I can fly!” Elena’s voice rang out, high and thrilled, as she sped past me on her skis, arms spread wide like tiny wings. Her dark curls peeked from beneath her beanie, her cheeks flushed with excitement.“Be careful, darling, or even your father won’t be able to save you from me when you're done!” Megan teased, panting beside me, her gloved fingers brushing mine as she adjusted her scarf.“I will, Mama!” Elena’s giggles carried over the snow, pure and free.I didn’t want to wake up.Because in my waking world, they weren’t there.The ache in my chest was a familiar, gnawing thing. How had I made it this far without them? How had I learned to breathe in a world where Megan’s touch and Elena’s laugh