AILUN CHEN, HEIR of Chen of the three-headed dragon clan, sat waiting for his psychopathic sister. He sighed and pushed his hair behind his ear. No one really knew just how sick-minded his sister was, only he had seen a glimpse of that side of her. He was confused at Melissa's sudden hate for the Salvatores family, even though he knew she did not need to have a solid reason to hate a person. He had always had a dislike for the Italians too, but it was not as deep as Melissa made it seem. On her wedding day, he had threatened to destroy the family if they treated his sister badly, but over the past 6 years, Melissa had even been respected and treated like a princess in the Salvatore house. He chuckled. He knew that gentle treatment only further angered her. He had met with her husband on some occasions and although he did not like the man, he admitted that it could have been worse. Melissa could have been married off to another psychopathic Mafia boss. He chuckled at the thought. He
WARNING: THE SECOND HALF OF THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EROTIC AND SEXUAL SCENES. READER'S DISCRETION ADVISED. "MARCUS JAKE SALVATORE Jr," Marcus muttered under his breath like he could not believe what he had just heard. I feared to look at his face so I focused my gaze out the window as buildings flew by. "You named him after me," he said. That was from a moment of weakness, don't judge me. He reminded me so much of Marcus when he was born. They both shared that startling blue eyes. "I hated my name," He growled. "I never liked it, and it is too heavy for a child." I still refused to meet his gaze. "And you didn't give him your surname," he said again. From my side eye, I saw him grip the steering wheel even tighter. I did not know it was from anger or another emotion. It was also from a moment of weakness, but out of a deep sense of morality, I had had Jake registered as a Salvatore. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked. I sighed. That was the elephant in the room, or rather, the
THEY FOUND THEIR way to the bedroom, collapsed on the bed, and fell asleep almost immediately. Marcus woke her up some hours later and they made slow, sweet love again. And then Olivia slept in his arms, her body wrapped around his. When he woke her again, the tender light of late evening peeped through the plantation blinds on her bedroom windows.He slid his hand between her legs and parted her thighs.” Are you sore?” he asked softly. She nodded. "A little.""You were so tight," Marcus said as he caress her thighs. "It had been a while for you?" "I can't remember the last time," Olivia agreed. "I have been so busy with raising Jake and my job. I simply did not have the time." But she was lying, the truth was that for every man she had met over the 5 years, she had subconsciously put them in comparison with Marcus, and when they didn't meet up, she would just lose interest. "And that man Joe?" Marcus asked with exaggerated uninterest. "Joe… Joe…" Olivia said. "Is that jealousy I
I HAD SEX with Marcus Salvatore. More than once, and it was still as mind-blowing as I remembered from all those years ago. In six hours, I had orgasmed more than 7 times. I couldn't believe it. That the man I had always loved and hated at the same time was with me, even though his arms were wrapped around me protectively and his soft breaths feathered the nape of my head. My anger at him did not last at all after he came back to the room and undid his bathrobe. It was almost impossible to stay mad at that perfect gift of God's creation. I snorted at myself lightly. When did I get so poetic? I shifted slightly, pressing myself closer to his naked body. Why was I even angry in the first place? I was eventually going to end things with Joe, although not in this manner, but I must admit to myself that Marcus saved me from the stress. I felt quite bad for Joe. I sighed heavily. I did not know what this sex with Marcus meant. Are we back together? Was this a one-time thing? Or was I
JERRY COULD NOT quite understand Melissa's sudden obsession with bringing her husband's family "to the ground" but he did not have a choice or need to voice his opinion on the matter, so he simply nodded and bowed. Sometimes he questioned his sanity at why he remained loyal to Melissa, maybe it was because of her father. He never forgot how Mr. Chen had brought out hack from the bricks of death on the streets of Thailand. His loyalty to the man extended to his family members... including Melissa, whom Mr. Chen had personally placed in Jerry's arms for safekeeping. He waited to know if she had any more assignments for him, when he saw that there were none, he bowed again and walked out of the indoor pool. Heading out, he crossed paths with Marcus Salvatore. He stepped to the side as a sign of respect as the man passed by. Sometimes, he wondered where his boss's hatred started brewing from. From what he could see and tell, Marcus Salvatore was a seemingly decent man. He sighed and shr
HOW CAN good news come in such tumultuous times? I asked myself repeatedly as I sat on the soft leather chair in the doctor's office. Maybe it's exactly what I need. Something good to remove my mind from the doubts I had been feeling for the past few weeks about my stance with Marcus."Ms. Bennett?" The doctor's soft voice roused me from my reverie.I looked up. "I heard you doctor," I said."Congratulations," The chubby doctor said. He reached across his table and took a piece of paper. "I am going to write a prescription of iron tablets for you," He scribbled across the paper. "And don't forget to register for your antenatal care, okay?"I nodded numbly as I collected the paper."Is the father in the picture?" The doctor asked.I hesitated for half a second, not knowing how to answer the question. But then I nodded. "Yes, he is."The doctor smiled, "Good. My regards to him and my congratulations to him."I stood up."Don't forget to stop by the desk nurse."I nodded as I walked out
FIVE YEARS LATER…I pressed my horn loudly. "Hey! That was my lane!" I yelled. The yellow sedan swerved, overtaking my car. "Fucking son of a bitch!" I snarled under my breath as I resigned to driving calmly behind the car that had just entered my path. I looked at the clock on the dashboard. It was almost the school's closing time and I still had a long way to go. Damn Olivia! When will you ever schedule your activities right? I asked myself as I stepped on the gas. Maybe never. Jake, my son, had just entered kindergarten class last summer and he's growing every second. I had received several warnings from his teachers about my picking habit. Well, I agree, I tend to be late on some days. Most days. I rolled my eyes. But it was because I had a lot to do. Being a single mom is a really hectic task, combine that with my catering business and I barely have enough time for myself, let alone to remember to pick up my toddler. Maybe I should hire someone to pick up Jake every afte
"ARE YOU SURE he's still there?" Marcus asked. The men around him nodded. "Yes sir. We told our man to keep an eye on Giovanni's son." Marcus nodded. They were in a brown colored van, heading towards where a rival family's son was spotted. "There is still time to turn back, Marcus," Julian leaned and whispered to Marcus who shrugged him off. "Did you tell your father about this operation?" Marcus chuckled, "My father is getting old. He should not be disturbed with trifle matters such as this.""You call going to kill a boy a trifle matter?" Julian asked. Marcus looked away without answering. The van screeched to a stop just outside a Cafe and the men hopped out with their guns concealed within their jackets. The street and front of the Cafe were almost empty, the few people around did not glance at the men. Marcus gave an inconspicuous sign, telling the men to go around and surround the Cafe. The information said that their target was inside. "You don't have to be here, sir,