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Got Too Close Sharing his spotlight.
And just like that, in a second, my doubt evaporated, and what remained? A heart turning gooey, holding unto him.His palm was at the back of my head, pushing me into him as he savored me like it would be his last. Pleasure and hunger messing with my head in just a single kiss.His tongue was possessive, demanding entrance, and like everything that had to do with him, I let it.Heartbeat thudded against my chest, and my fingers trembled; I curled them around his shirt, above the tuck, and pulled him further into me, my back crashing against the wall.I knew I was going to leave crumpling; I knew my lipstick would be smudged, but then I didn't care. This was my little chance to have him for the night.But when his fingers moved to the zipper of my dress, alarm seared past my head at the reminder that we were in public. My zipper moved down, and I caught my breath. Should I say something? His lips trailed further down my neck. My reaction was spontaneous; throwing back my head and par
Got Too Close Pressure
I heard the sound of his Zipper, and at the same time, the knock sounded at the door, and the mild voice, "Dad, mum?"Nico froze immediately, and if it weren't for the dire moment we were in, I wanted to burst into tears and laughter, tears because I was at my peak and laugh because the look on his face was to be pitied."Dad, are you in?" Matteo called out.Nico and I exchanged silent glances, and Nico swallowed, waiting and counting his breaths. I felt my need slowly going down the drain. I made to reach down and pick up my dress when he grabbed my hand."What are you doing?" he glared, fingers tightening around my wrist so I could feel his frustrations.Frowning at him, I tried to squeeze out of his grip, "Matteo is at the door; what do you mean? What are you doing?"More pounding at the door as if to get my point across, I raised a brow at him, "Now let me go.""Hear me out," he breathed, "We'll stay quiet until he leaves?" seeing my annoyance creeping in, he growled, "But you can
Got Too Close Off my mind
But the next day, instead of waking up to an empty bed and feeling sorry for myself, this time, I was ready to put in the effort and dress my best for my son.They had gone to school first. The parents were to come in later, my instincts telling me Nico would disappoint; I had gone out of my way, ready to prove I could be both parents for him, even if only for a while.So instead of wearing my regular black suit to work, I wore a pair of trainers and a tracksuit, my hair in a ponytail, and my only makeup was a lip gloss. Staring at myself in the mirror, I nodded with satisfaction; I looked like I was about to run a marathon.Noah had left with Nico, so this time, I was taken by Nico's bodyguard, driving Nico when Noah was busy with me. The advantage was the car was quiet, without anyone peering at me from the rearview mirror.When I stopped in front of La Belle, I was surprised to find no journalists in sight, holding microphones and struggling to sneak past the line. Considering the
Got Too Close Lay alone
"Mum, you were so cool," Matteo exclaimed, jumping in front of me, his body trembling with happiness as he firmly clasped my palms and hopped on his feet, "You ran so fast."And still came up third. I huffed; way to go, putting Sardinia on the pedestal. Aella's mum was second, and we ended up on the floor, laughing and breathing. I feared we might need an ambulance.Now we were on our way home, Nico's driver/bodyguard behind us, shades on. It sent the message across. We had enough space, while most people who felt they needed to see their scandalous first lady stared on.My hair was now a raggedy mess; I felt my bones ache, but who cared? With my handbag swinging from my right hand, I felt like my children, on top of the world.Matteo may not have had what he wanted, but he had me, and I was ready to do anything to make up, including coming third in a parent's racing competition.I noticed Mia was quiet throughout the walk to the car, even when her brother was trying to chat with her,
Got Too Close Persistent ex
AUTHOR'S POV.When Noah stopped the car in front of the gate, Nico, sitting next to him, poked his head through the window, scanning his surroundings. When he saw the numerous cameras scattered on the fence, he smiled.Noticing Noah throwing him a concerned glance, he raised a questioning brow at his bodyguard, "What is it this time?"Noah returned his gaze to the windshield, his eyes on the high gates the car faced, "For someone who has a meeting with the candidate of the opposition party, you look dressed to kill, Boss" His slight glare fell back on the president, "You know you can't take out Alessandro, least not now,"The President shrugged before pulling out a small knife hidden between the jogger and his waist and threw it on the headboard of the car before relaxing back in his seat, "I promise you that wasn't for Alessandro. I incidentally had it in there."Noah snatched the instrument, scrutinizing it; alarm stomped on his face, "Boss, isn't this a scalpel?"Nico threw the hoo
Got Too Close bit by bit
Nico stared at the photos on the table, his eyes scanning each paper spread before him; the more he stared, the more they seemed to blur.He raised his eyes to Alessandro, who was watching him closely. He saw the wondering in Alessandro's eyes on why he wasn't flipping through his 'Honesty.'His head was quiet, and with each minute that passed, he felt his brain going numb. Digging his fingers into his hair while gazing at the photos and still seeing nothing, he couldn't help but wonder what Elena was thinking."Slowly he raised his head, finally locking eyes with Alessandro, whose posture was the most confident he had ever seen. "She wanted it so badly, you said?""She did," Salvo rested his back against the wall, "when I met her, she said you had thrown her out, and well, I had to take her in, wanting to reach out to you, but she said you shouldn't know where she was, else you were going to kill her."He couldn't believe his eyes. It had to be a dream. He picked up the nude pictures
Got Too Close Small exchange (1)
Noah stopped the car in front of the house. For the first time, he felt too concerned to peek at the man in the back seat.From the rearview mirror, he could see him; his face raised to the car's roof, eyes half opened. Time and again, he would blink, possibly still knocked out of breath from their visit to the school with the police.It was there he knew. It was there he understood; this was when being an assistant came in, for slowly, he saw a grown man break into pieces he knew would be hard to pull back in.Right there, on that field, the Boss, who had always been one to control his emotions, struggled for everything, including breath, and there, Noah had kicked every thought of what people would think and stayed by his side.He asked the questions because Nico couldn't find his words, face buried into palms, muttering things he couldn't make out over and over again, and that there was no information, no witness who had spotted the kids being whisked away in a crowded environment
Got Too Close Small Exchange
The office was quiet, and while Noah had his back against the wall, the only sound in the room was the noise of Nico's footsteps pacing from end to end, glancing at the phone more times than he breathed. It had been over thirty minutes since they arrived, waiting for the phone to ring againWas the call a prank? Had he somehow raised a false alarm? He hoped not, for Nico was already at his wit's end. He wished the man would grab a seat, for his continuous movement was making him dizzy to the point he had to rub his eyes to focus."Boss, grab a seat; your pacing is helping nothing. You know, right?" Noah suggested.To his surprise, Nico stopped, but his eyes remained fixed on the desk, waiting for the next ring to tell them what they were in for. Hopefully, a ransom. If it was, there was no problem; the kids had a chance."What did the caller say?" Nico's voice cut through his thoughts, and when he looked back up, the President was close to the table before the phone, his finger drummi
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Got Too Close Oops
"Is that it?" Gianni frowned when I finished. "You've got to be kidding me." Midway, I had almost burst into tears, explaining in as much detail as I could that the men's beachwear collection, which would have been next week, had to be postponed because of the lack of models."You don't get it." I sniffled, dabbing my cheek. "It's bad for business. Bad publicity goes a long way, and the investors...""Hey," Maya says, wrapping her arms around my shoulder, shooting Gianna, still sitting, a glare. "There has to be something we can do about it." "You've got to be kidding me!" Gianna retorts again, "That's why you're crying?" "I'm so sorry," I sobbed. "I don't know why I'm so emotional; what's wrong with me?!" "Oh, I know." Clara mumbles."Gianna!" Maya's tone is laced with a warning tinge. "Be nice." But she was right. This was nothing to cry about; I was a grown woman. It was shameful that once they thought I was the epitome of strength, but now they knew I was just a crybaby."Do
Got Too Close Reunion (3)
The next few days we spent indoors; still, it was hard to see Nico. The air in Calabria was hearty, the laughter infectious. It wasn't hard to notice that Nico and Zayne still stayed away from each other. They had tried to hide it, but they didn't try hard enough to take off our suspicions.Milo, sometimes in the middle of a conversation with the whole family, set up opportunities for them to exchange a word two, but like two peas of the same pod, we found them, mouth full and chewing slowly until the attention was taken off their back."You want me to do it for you?" I asked Nico when we were alone in the room, watching his face as I applied my lipstick, "I could talk to Zayne, Nico. It doesn't have to..." I wasn't done when his arms curled around me, flattening his opened palm against my stomach, sending my heart racing, and then he kissed me, shutting me up briefly.When he broke it off, sending me breathless and wanting, he searched my eyes and murmured, "It's all right. It's my
Got Too Close Reunion 2
Authors POVElena didn't look back as she walked away with the others, Milo staring at the top of her head with amusement as he pushed Gianna out of the sitting room.Nico didn't like that look in his eyes. It was the same look he held for Gianna, and now, whenever Milo was around, Zayne had to work for a bit of time with his wife.He pulled his eyes off the door they just walked out of, and when he turned to Zayne, who continued to give Matteo audience, his countenance a mixture of pride and sadness, Nico felt his stomach churn.He wasn't prepared for this, wasn't ready to be knocked down from the truth he believed in. He thought that Zayne would let the children die, all for petty malice, but all this while, it had been him who did nothing to help.Then why did he hide it? Why did he go through all that only to give all of the praise to Milo? Was that why Milo distanced himself for so long? Suddenly, he felt like he wasn't part of a family he had always known."How are your injuries
Got Too Close Reunion
Author's POV.Matteo continued to chatter, "...He said you were coming for us, Dad, and you came." his innocent smile didn't match the struck expression on his father's face, which also mirrored mine."Can I say hello?" He askedSeeing Nico couldn't say a word, I took charge, "Of course, Matteo, go tell your uncle Hi.""My uncle?" His eyes widened, "Cool Ma," before he was running off towards his sister and Zayne, who, on seeing him, seemed unsure at first, but then slowly, he went on his knees and wrapped his arms around my son.That first hug held a lot of warmth for someone who had ensured he avoided Matteo initially."What's going on?" Maya asked Nico, "Why is everyone so quiet?"Nico, appearing utterly helpless, felt his tense muscles relax as he gazed ahead, overwhelmed by guilt and discomfort. Without even making eye contact with his mother, he softly responded, "Yeah, just surprised," his voice almost trailing off, "Mia doesn't talk to strangers."Although Maya wasn't entirel
Got Too Close Who again?
He returned to tell the kids they could move before he was gone again.After a bit of fun with them, to which half my attention was not in, I left them an hour later, only to discover Nico was gone.Out of the Manor, no information, just like that, disappeared into thin air, making me wish I had stayed long enough at work, for in my head, I was running wild, helpless, and perspiring.The deja vu kept coming repeatedly; it hit me out of the blue. Standing there, watching her get into his car, his chin up, refusing to spare me a glance as she planted her thumb on his chin.My stomach churned as I let out a bitter laugh. Adding to the already complicated situation, I was pregnant. It felt like the only missing piece to complete that agonizing scene from years ago was walking into his office and discovering the papers on his desk.But I wasn't going to do that; I folded my fist against the window pane, and neither was I going to cry; that girl was gone, and in her place was a grown woman
Got Too Close Unbreak my heart (2)
"You're so choosey." Joey huffed, biting into a doughnut, the chocolate toppings sticking to the tip of his nose as he narrowed his eyes at Charlotte."Well, I'm sorry for wanting to make everything perfect instead of just picking out anything my lazy ass tells me to," Charlotte retorted, shuffling through the pictures on my desk, "And believe me when I say, I still haven't found that perfect model."Joey sipped noisily from his coffee cup, and when Charlotte narrowed her gaze at him, he rolled his eyes at her.Seeing this made me wonder how La Belle had endured two people who would fight about everything, including what toppings they wanted for their doughnuts.If I had come to La Belle with the hopes of finding everything for the launching of the men's beachwear project finished, then no surprise, it wasn't even half done.With all of the models unappealing to Char's taste, everything was left on standby.Remembering I left all of the work to them for weeks, the least I could do was
Got Too Close Unbreak my heart
"Can't believe you're giving her thirty million, Elena," Noah huffed, "There are a million reasons she doesn't need it but wants to see your pride smolder."Complaining was never Noah's thing until I came to him that morning, cheque in hand, and explained everything that had happened while he was away.His reaction made me understand why Alexa demanded he didn't come alone.I did feel as if my pride was smoldered, but the feeling was nothing compared to how it would have been if she had eventually waltzed back into Nico's life.Nico had written the cheque immediately after he walked into the room, even before he strolled into the bathroom. When I entered the room, while the showers still gushed, it was sitting pretty at the edge of the bed.The first action I took when I picked it up was to inhale it, proving my desperation. The unbelief was gone. In its place was a dripping heart that he was bent on proving me wrong on all of my beliefs.He hadn't asked. Yet I had been digging up a l
Got Too Close All good.
Nico and Noah were unavailable for two days straight until, watching the news, I discovered the campaign for this year's election was about to commence.There he was, the smile on his face giving the aura that he had no problems, shaking hands with his shoulders straightened and chin held high.The control he exhibited standing right on that platform, the mic close to his face, talking to crowds was unnatural, and although I was just behind the TV, it was as if he was staring straight at me.I spent most of the time in the sitting room, losing my attention at the slightest distraction. 'That's a small sum for the two people that mean so much to me.'When I told Clara, she didn't look as affected as I was; instead, she frowned, "I'm surprised you don't have that amount on you right now."It dawned on her immediately, "Really, Elena?"At first, the decision to be financially independent had come from a place of keeping up my esteem; I mean, being paid to be a wife was low enough. Or t
Got Too Close Falling apart
"What did you just... What?!"The sterile white walls and the scent of antiseptic were starting to affect me, along with the news that Clara had just uttered in the most awkward imaginable.She knew this wasn't good news; she knew how much this would ruin my life. I didn't need something like this now! Not when I wasn't sure I could even hold myself up..."You're six weeks pregnant, Elena," she repeated, the papers in her hold; she seemed to be scared of my reaction had to explain why she was a safe distance away.I clutched at the buttons of my shirt, fighting to breathe, every damn passionate night returning to me.That was what the morning sickness was all about, the emotional roller coaster that had me weeping my eyes out with every bit of provocation.I thought it was stress, the children's abduction, and now the fear that Nico would leave me.And here I was, within the four corners of a hospital that I and Clara had driven to, with Noah waiting in the car.Nico had been called t
