After leaving my papa's house, I asked the driver to drop me off at Katalina's house. I was mad and needed someone to vent my anger to. Only Kata could help me with that. Knocking at her door, she opened it and her eyes went wide with shock. "Megan? I wasn't expecting you?" She said, pursing her lips. I had ended up here on an impulse but I knew I needed to talk to her somehow. "Can we go for a walk?" I asked."Let me grab a jacket and let mom know."She joined me outside a minute later. We made our way to a nearby park. She waited until we sat down on a bench before asking, "So what's going on? Did that man do something to you?" Katalina asks and I shake my head. " Its not Lorenzo. Its my dad. "I tell her everything. About my papa and how he had allowed Sophia back to our lives like nothing happened. When I finish venting, she just sits there, not saying a word. " What? Do you also think I am overreacting? " Her silence bothers me and I ask. " I am trying to find words to say a
Megan A deep frown settles on my face. " Are you sure this is the place? " I ask and Jared looks out before nodding. " Definately. This is where the Boss asked me to drop you. " He answers and I take a deep breath, pushing the door open and stepping out. What is Lorenzo playing at? That's the question that runs in my head as I make my way in the club. I have just stepped inside when I spot Gino walking towards me, a subtle smile on his handsome face. " Hey Megan. You look beautiful tonight. " He comments, standing before me and I roll my eyes, feeling out of place. " What am I doing here? " I ask even when I know he doesn't have the answer to my question. As expected, he shrugs. " Lorenzo asked me to send you upstairs. " He says, ushering me and I follow behind him. Gino halts outside a room and gently knocks. The door opens, revealing Lorenzo. His dark eyes settle on mine and my heart flutters. " You may leave. " He instructs and Gino nods, leaving and closing the do
MeganLorenzo groans throwing his head back as I stroke his bulge. His fingers slip through my hair.I kiss his neck and whisper in his ear. "You can't wait to fuck me can you?"He growls. "You're teasing me."I pull my hand away and look at him with a devilish grin. "Oh, but I like teasing you." I whisper, loving every honest reaction his body gives to my touch. I might not have his heart... yet, but I have his body under my control and it's just as good.He grips my hand and pulls it back onto his crotch. "Tease me then, baby. I'm yours."I can't hide the smile that lights up my face. I love the way he feels, the way his cock throbs beneath my hand. He's big and thick and hard. Every part of me aches for him.He leans on the sofa while I straddle him, my hands rubbing at yhe confined monster while dry humping him. He kisses me, his tongue diving in my mouth, our breaths growing more labored by the minute.I want him. So fucking badly."I can't take this," Lorenzo whispers.He wraps
LorenzoI curse as I make my way to my office. What a bad time to ne interrupted? Tonight was supposed to be a special day for me and Megan but Gino had to interrupt everything with that damned call. I push the door to my office at the club open and enter. " What's so important that you had... " I trail off when my eyes register the person seated across Gino. " What the issue this time? " I groan, acknowledging her presence. This woman is never good news. I walk to my work table, the memory of Megan bend against it as I pleasured her still fresh in my mind. I want to go back to her but first, I have to get this over with." Hello Lorenzo, " She purrs, looking at me with those predatory blue eyes. She's few years older than Megan and sometimes, I see her in Megan. The two of them have the same hair and almost the same charm. While you can blindly trust Megan,this woman has been involved deep into the cosa nostra that she can't be trusted. I never have. She's not to be trusted, a dan
MeganThese past few days have been heaven for me. Lorenzo has been spending too much time with me... In bed. He leaves me fully satiated, only to return hours later for more of the same. I know he's a busy man and his attention should be on his work and not on me, but I'm selfish and want him to myself. I can't get enough of him, and I think the feeling is mutual, because when he's not working, we are hardly ever out of the bedroom.When I'm not being worshipped in bed by him, he has me sit in his office as he works. He says that my presence is like a breath of fresh air, that I calm him. I want to believe that he meant something by that, but at the same time, I don't want to push my luck. I never said anything about what I wanted to talk to him about at the club that night. He never asked too so I figured out it wasn't important or he just didn't want to talk about it which is also fine. Falling in love was never part of the deal and I don't want to ruin what we already have. Loren
MeganI groan in annoyance, shooting a glare at Lorenzo through the mirror but he has that annoying smirk on his face, like he just got what he wanted. Technically he did because he just denied me the much needed orgasm. Lorenzo presses hus body against mine, his tongue licking tbr sensitive skin on my neck. The sensation of his hard abs, pecks, and dick pressed up against me is making my head dizzy. He wraps my long black hair in his hands, yanking my head back to look at him, my eyes are hooded with lust and I'm panting."We need to take this elsewhere, don't you think, mia cara? " He drawls and I wimper a protest, one that dies immediately. He turns me around, lifting me off the floor and I automatically wrap my legs around his waist. I make sure to press my wetness close to his cock and grind on it as he carries me from the bathroom to our bedroom. " Fuck! Don't do that babydoll. " He hisses and I conceal my smile. " Do what? " I ask, feigning innocence.He drops me unceremoni
Unknown povI gaze outside through the hotel window, closing my eyes and letting the breeze hit my face. I never thought I would be back to this city after leaving it more than two decades ago.It's weird how the memories of this city seem to haunt me even now. The life I left behind here to hide like a rat. My little angel I left to grow without a mother for decades in the name of protecting her. I thought that disappearing from her life would have guaranteed having a worry free life. A life she could live like a normal person without having to look back everytime she walks down the streets. Now, all that has been threatened because my ghosts from the past won't stop from coming back and haunting me. I don't know what Papa intended on uncovering when he asked that boy to investigate my whereabouts.. I made sure to clean my tracks. I would have stayed hidden if it wasn't for those two meeting . The door to my room is knocked and I compose myself, putting on my business face before
Megan“So you think Lorenzo is slowly falling in love with you?” Kata asks and I sigh. “ I can't say that for sure but last night, we had a special night. The kind that only lovers engage in.” I reply, looking away. I don't want to deceive myself into thinking that last night was anything special to Lorenzo but I can't help myself. The things that we did with Lorenzo had me thinking that there was something special between us. Starting from Lorenzo preparing dinner for us to watching a movie and then when we went to bed, he made love to me. Yes, last night was not fucking. I could feel it. There were feelings involved in the whole thing ;like he was worshiping me, telling me with his actions what he feels for me. When I woke up today, Lorenzo was not in bed but he made an effort to leave me a note that he would be busy at the office.That had me smiling like a fool and the reason why I am here sitting across katalina and trying to have her help me detect what last night was about
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