Lorenzo I don't know what fucking came over me. This was supposed to be a passionate night. Why did I have to bring that bastard amidst our special moment? Megan's body tensing beneath me told me that I might have messed things up. The throes of passion we were drowning in were interrupted by her pushing me away from her. The desire in her eyes replaced by a glare. " Do you have something you want to know? " She asks, a duvet now covering her once naked body. I clench my fists as my manhood remains stiff. I was still lost in the lust I felt for her but the way she was looking at me was causing my emotions to stir. I look away from her. A feeling of regret building in me. " What are you hiding from me?" I ask. I know I should have chosen a better moment to bring the matter up. Worse is, Megan hinted not wanting to talk about it when I asked days ago. As much as its my right to know what's bothering her as my wife, I should be mindful of how I seek the information. "
MeganI still can't get over how I messed things up last night. I don't know what came over me to say such hurtful words. Lorenzo has been nothing but good to me and my father. I also know that it was out of good intentions he asked me about my difficulties. Yet, like the fool I am, I blew things up. The little development we made in our relationship, I could feel that my accusations effortlessly shattered them. He walked out of me, leaving me sexually frustrated and mad at myself. He didn't call throughout the night after he left. He must be mad at me.. I mean, who wouldn't? If I was in his shoes, I would be fuming mad. Waking up to news about an explosion at the decks of his shipping company hasn't been of any help. I can't help but worry about him but for now, I have to push that aside and try to relax. I can't see my father looking all worried. That will make him worried too. There's the issue of Lorenzo breaking the news about our marriage to him too. I don't know how
MeganAs I make my way to Lorenzo's company, my father's words still keep ringing in my ears.What did he mean by making the same mistake my mother did?From the tales about my mother which I hear from my father is that she died after giving birth to me.My father then took care of me. I also know that my father disappeared from his family after my mother passed away.I have never seen any relatives visit us from either side. Growing up, I never inquired much about them because my father made sure I had all the love I needed.When I àsked for a playmate, my father adopted Sophia. He raised the two of us as sisters. I treated Sophia as a sister. Well, that's until she betrayed our family ànd teamed with Javier.Now, I think there's more about my mother I don't know about. My father from the look of things has zero intention of telling me shit about her.Stepping out of the cab, I pay my fee and proceed to walk inside the huge building which serves as the headquarters of Lorenzo's shipp
Lorenzo The sight of Megan sprawled on the sofa with her dress riding up exposing her creamy thighs is what greets my eyes when I enter the office. My throat tightens and a certain part of my body becomes excited. Damn! Did she do this on purpose? I turn around and glare at Hugo who is following behind me blindly. " Get your ass busy with the task I gave you." I glower at him. He raises an eyebrow but says nothing, he knows better than to question me. I have to get him out of here so that he doesn't witness me acting like a fool over a woman. I close the door and take measured steps towards where she is lying, She is so deep in slumber that she doesn't even notice my presence. The only sign that she is alive is the steady rise and fall of her chest. I sit at the edge of the sofa, careful not to wake her. My eyes scan her beautiful face and down to her lustful body. Hugo is right. Being with Megan, a woman who isn't from our circle is putting my people and my family I
When I told Megan I was going for a business trip, I didn't expect the excuse to become a reality. Now, I have to fly all the way to Moscow to meet the Pakhan of the Bratva ( Pakhan is the leader of a mafia group and Bratva is the name given to Russian mafia) But first, I have to meet grandfather for family related issues. I have this gnawing feeling that someone is working against us from within the famiglia. If we don't capture this person and set SB example to the others, we will be doing zero work even making peace with the Bratva. I park my bullet proof SUV and jump down before heading straight to grandfather's office. “ Make arrangement. The private plane should be ready in the next one hour. “ I instruct Gino before walking away. Gino will be travelling with me to Moscow. Hugo has to be left behind to handle the matters of the company and keep the boys in order. I push the door to my grandfather's office. He is seated in his usual chair, smoking. “ You should really ta
MeganIt's been a week and Lorenzo hasn't called or even left me a message after that day at his office. I have a feeling he is avoiding me or did he really go on a business trip? I haven't heard a word from or about him. Things were really going well between us. Well, that's until I opened my mouth and spewed nonsense. Even with his absence, he makes sure that everything is handled from someone to drive me around to take care of my father. The more he is nice to me, the more guilt I feel. Our marriage was just a deal but I seem to be getting too much out of this deal than Lorenzo is. “ You seem troubled.” My father comments, jolting me from my thoughts. “ Is this about that Massimo guy?” He adds and I shake my head. “ What makes you think I'd be troubled by him?” I ask back, unwilling to admit it. I know that papa will not like it one bit if he finds out that I am getting distracted thinking about Lorenzo while still around him. “ I told you Megan, stay away from that man.
I turn around to be faced by a grinning Javier. His smile however drops when he scans my outfit, replaced by a scowl. " What are you even wearing?" He asks and I glare at him. " Am I supposed to walk naked?" I ask him sarcastically and his face lights up with a teasing smirk." If you want, you can get naked for me."I roll my eyes at his absurd suggestions. I still can't believe this is the same man I was married to for three years. He seems to have transformed into a totally different person. Or perhaps this was always him and I just didn't know him too well as I thought. " You have changed. " I find myself casually commenting. Javier chuckles. " This is the real me Megan. You just didn't see me for who I am. " Javier shots back. " Is this where you would come and lie to me that you were in some business meetings? " I don't even know why I am asking this. Maybe I just want to hear the truth from his lips. But, then what? What follows? " You know what, don't answer that. Tell
I stretch my arms over my head, wiggling my toes as a yawn escapes my lips. My body is sore ànd everything ache in the most delicious way. Then it clicks in my head, a realisation that has me sitting up in bed with a jerk. This isn't mine ànd Javier's room and definitely the man with me last night wasn't my husband. Well, ex-husband because he served me divorce papers on our third wedding anniversary. My eyes scan the room ànd nothing seems familiar about it, not until a hauntingly familiar voice jerks in my brain. " I thought you'd want to sleep in some more considering what happened last night." My heart race and my breathing quicken. I will myself not to look at the direction of the voice . But, against my better judgement, I do and holy crap! I am immediately mesmerised by the sight before me. Lorenzo stands at the entrance of the bathroom clad in nothing but a towel loosely tied around his waist. My eyes land on his lips and goddess! I can't forget how those sinful lip