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Marcelo~[A/N: Just a little flashback at Marcelo's life with his father.]I sat across from my father at the passenger seat of his limousine. It's been two days since my mother's funeral, and we were now moving to his residence in Sicily.Memories of my mother's gruesome death were still fresh on my young mind; memories of how my father killed her."It was an accident." I had told the police officers who came to investigate and at this point, I loathed myself for it.My eyes lazily scanned the passing scenery from the car window. I was determined to look anywhere else but at my father."Beautiful, right?" His gruffy voice interrupted my train of thoughts, and I pretended not to hear him.I heard him sigh heavily, before adjusting on his seat. He was just as my mother had always described him; a villain."Guardami, figliolo!" He whispered in a threatening voice, and I slowly peeled my eyes off the road.My cold gaze was now fixated on green eyes, which were very similar to mine. It m
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Marcelo~Emilia.I don't know how long I've been lying here, but she seemed to have been here with me the whole time.Light snores were coming from her, as she rested her head on the bed. I frowned, thinking of how uncomfortable it must be for her.I let out a groan, as I tried to assume a sitting position. A searing pain was coming from the side of my stomach, and that was when I finally remembered what really happened. I was stabbed...by my father.Trying my hardest not to wake Emilia, I snuck right out of the bed, looking around the room for more appropriate clothing. I understand my own clothes must have been drenched in blood, but I wasn't going to just keep wearing this stupid gown.She stirred a little in her sleep, and I didn't realize it at first, but I held my breath. I really didn't want to wake her.I decided to head towards the bathroom to ease myself and probably take a shower. Where the fuck was Martinez when I needed him the most?I had totally stripped out of the hos
Last Updated : 2024-12-27HER ONLY CRIME Marcelo Del Ponte
Emilia~"I want out!" The words escaped my lips, as I stood before my husband. He looked up at me from his desk, and a sudden silence hung thickly in the air. I held my breath in anticipation of his response."What did you just say?" He finally asked, after what felt like a whole hour of uncomfortable silence.My lips trembled, as I watched him stand up from his seat. His jaw clenched, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be daring me to repeat myself.Whatever debt my late parents owed, I believed I had already paid with my years of marriage to him. I couldn't continue with it anymore."I'm...done. I want out!" I said again, a little louder and firmer. This time, I slid some divorce papers onto his desk.Bronx suddenly burst out into a fit of hysterical laughter. I watched his whole body vibrate, as he tilted his head backwards to howl even louder, like this was the funniest thing he ever heard."You want out?" He asked, flashing me a yellow-toothed grin.I begun to slowly back away, a
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Changes
Emilia~Gone was the dorky, playful, teenager I used to know. In his place was a brooding male, who exuded so much power and dominance. The last time I saw Marcelo was at his mother's funeral, here in Los Angeles. I heard he moved to Sicily, just the following week, and I never saw or heard from him ever since.Our parents used to be very close, and that was how we got to know each other in the first place. We were practically best friends, as we grew up together and even attended the same high school."How was your trip, Mr. Del Ponte?" My husband asked, breaking the long, awkward silence at the dinner table.I hadn't noticed how much I was staring, until Marcelo's eyes suddenly met mine, forcing me to look away. It was obvious he also recognized me, but chose to say nothing about it.He turned his gaze to my husband, who was sitting right beside me. The tension in the room seemed to get even thicker by the second."It was splendid. Right, boss?" One of the men who accompanied Marce
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Share of hell
[A/N: Just a little reminder that this book is rated 18+, as there will be sexually explicit scenes that some readers may find disturbing. ]Marcelo~The constant pitter patter of rain drops against my window sill, was the only sound keeping me company, as I sat alone with my thoughts. Thoughts that revolved around a particularly interesting female.Emilia Anderson! She grew up to be a fucking goddess, one I'd love to worship on my bed.Those baby blue eyes and the sadness they seemed to hide, I couldn't get them out of my head. Not that I even wanted to, I've always had a thing for her.Taking a puff of my tobacco joint, I thought back to how stunning she looked in that red, evening dress. I bet she looks even better without it.The full swell of her plush lips, and her ripe, bodily curves that were out on full display. The things I would do to that body...How she ended up with such an asshole for a husband, was a total mystery to me. Why Bronx, of all people? It made no damn sense!
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Danger
Emilia~"This might sting a little." Marcelo warned, as he held out an ointment to apply to my cut.His eyes held a lot of focus, as he inspected my injuries closely. It was almost laughable."It's okay. I'm used to it." I said, encouraging him to go on.I watched his jaw clench at my words. He was trying really hard to contain his anger, and I knew it. I saw it in his eyes.He looked like he wanted to say something at first, but decided against it."I promise, he isn't always like this." I blurted out, trying to break the uncomfortable silence.It was a lie though. Bronx had gone physical with me on more occasions than I could count. He just always has his ways of making me feel like it was all my fault.I knew he was probably combing through the city right now, in search of me. The thought of going back to my so-called husband, scared me a lot.Marcelo remained silent, as he worked on my wounds. He no longer had the angered expression on his face, making me wonder what was going on
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Sweet crime
Emilia~"You weren't supposed to see this!" His words rang in my ears, as I stared at the unmoving body of the man who used to be my husband.Marcelo murdered the only man who knew the whereabouts of my long lost sister. He took a man's life, and I bet he enjoyed doing it.Was this why he had his little gang of tattooed men around? Are they also in on this? Of course they were, they literally call him "Boss".I noticed that Bronx's lifeless body was tied to a chair. The scars and bruises all over him, were evidence that he was severely beaten and tortured, before a bullet was probably put in his head.Deciding I had seen enough, I turned around to put as much distance as I could, between myself and Marcelo. "Stay away from me, you fucking psycho!" I screamed, as I noticed him hot in my pursuit. Was he about to kill me too? Was I about to face the same fate as my husband? Tears streamed down my face, as I willed myself to run faster. I literally walked myself right into this one. I
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Messenger
Marcelo~She had seen my darkest side, a part of me I initially intended to keep from her. That was the perfect excuse for me to make her my prisoner. She belonged to me now."You look... stunning!" I said to her, as she stood in front of the mirror in a black, high-slit gown.Her brown hair was arranged in one messy bun, allowing unruly tendrils to cascade down her face.Her blue eyes met mine in the mirror, but she remained silent.Tonight we were attending a masquerade ball together, and I thought of it as the perfect opportunity to show her off as mine.I let my eyes roam the curves of her perfect, hourglass figure that was highly accentuated by her dress. One of my maids, Martha was still busy applying touches of makeup to her face, as she stood there."Leave us!" I said to Martha, who looked like she was about to protest, but thought better of it. Good for her!I waited till the latter was out of the room, before turning my full attention back on Emilia.She made to walk past m
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Marcelo~Emilia.I don't know how long I've been lying here, but she seemed to have been here with me the whole time.Light snores were coming from her, as she rested her head on the bed. I frowned, thinking of how uncomfortable it must be for her.I let out a groan, as I tried to assume a sitting position. A searing pain was coming from the side of my stomach, and that was when I finally remembered what really happened. I was stabbed...by my father.Trying my hardest not to wake Emilia, I snuck right out of the bed, looking around the room for more appropriate clothing. I understand my own clothes must have been drenched in blood, but I wasn't going to just keep wearing this stupid gown.She stirred a little in her sleep, and I didn't realize it at first, but I held my breath. I really didn't want to wake her.I decided to head towards the bathroom to ease myself and probably take a shower. Where the fuck was Martinez when I needed him the most?I had totally stripped out of the hos
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Marcelo~[A/N: Just a little flashback at Marcelo's life with his father.]I sat across from my father at the passenger seat of his limousine. It's been two days since my mother's funeral, and we were now moving to his residence in Sicily.Memories of my mother's gruesome death were still fresh on my young mind; memories of how my father killed her."It was an accident." I had told the police officers who came to investigate and at this point, I loathed myself for it.My eyes lazily scanned the passing scenery from the car window. I was determined to look anywhere else but at my father."Beautiful, right?" His gruffy voice interrupted my train of thoughts, and I pretended not to hear him.I heard him sigh heavily, before adjusting on his seat. He was just as my mother had always described him; a villain."Guardami, figliolo!" He whispered in a threatening voice, and I slowly peeled my eyes off the road.My cold gaze was now fixated on green eyes, which were very similar to mine. It m
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Emilia~"Watch out!" I had been shouting that way too much, even though Chloe happens to be a pretty good driver. I guess it was just an instinct to be protective of her.Isabella on the other hand, was sitting comfortably beside her in the front seat. She wasn't at all fazed by the drama between me and Chloe.Looking into the rearview mirror, our eyes met for a split second. Isabella must have seen the mixture of worry and concern in my eyes, because she sent me a pitiful glance."He's going to be fine, you know?" She said, and I let out a scoff."I'm not worried about Marcelo. I'm worried about the fact that my sister is driving so recklessly." I lied through my teeth, and even Chloe turned around to raise an eyebrow at me."Eyes on the road!" I shouted at her, and she mumbled incoherently as she did what I asked of her.Silence now fell upon us, and that was when I realized that I actually called Chloe "my sister" out loud, and she didn't seem offended by it. Now I didn't want to
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Emilia~ I had nothing else to do, so here I was with my sister. We had both been staring at each other for what felt like hours. "So, you were saying..." I drawled, breaking the long silence. "...if I untie you right now, you won't pounce on me?" She let out a scoff, and for a moment, I thought I saw a trace of amusement on her face. "I'm not a wild animal." She stated. "You claim to be my sister, so I expect you to know that at least." I gulped, as I mulled over her words. Compared to the first few days she was brought here, Chloe was a lot calmer now. She was no longer looking at me like she wants to behead me, and a part of me wondered if it was just a ploy to get me to lower my guard around her. She watched me with a smirk, obviously enjoying the stressed look on my face. "Come on! Don't tell me you're that scared." She teased, and I turned to give her a look. I was soon walking towards her, before kneeling to get the cuffs off her wrist. She froze, obvious
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Marcelo~"You're not locking me up again!"How could she say that, after all I'm doing to keep her safe? Why does she have to keep making me feel like the villain here?"Boss? What more shall we do?" Martinez queried out loud, and I realized I had zoned out of our conversation."Hold on for now." I said to him, before turning to look out of the car window. Martinez was seating right beside me at the backseat, and as always, I could feel his concern and worry. However, he made no move to ask me anything.I just wanted to see someone first, before I decide if this is a full blown war or not.Impatience coursed through me, and I resorted to bouncing my knees awkwardly, as we drove on. I soon realized that it was something Emilia usually does, whenever she gets nervous.The maximum security prison soon came into view, and I felt like I should finally be relaxed, but I really wasn't.The gates were opened, allowing us to pull up into the driveway. "We're here, Boss!" My driver, Dmitri an
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Emilia~I've never really been much of a drinker, but after what happened earlier today, I've been gulping down shots of alcoholic drinks.She said something about someone really powerful wanting me dead. Apparently, this "someone" was rich enough to put in some heavy cash reward for whoever gets to kill me. If Marcelo had not intervened, that woman would have succeeded.I haven't been able to utter a single word to anybody since then. Maybe these drinks will help me loosen up, but then again, what do I really have to say?Marcelo has also been awfully quiet, even from our drive back home. At first, I thought he was pissed, but then I realized he probably blames himself for leaving me alone in that dressing room. I almost got killed, and he witnessed it.It's been a few hours since we arrived at the mansion, and I can't seem to find Marcelo anywhere. Instead, I'm stuck here with his "friend". "With all that alcohol, you shouldn't even be able to keep your eyes open." Isabella said to
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Emilia~"I know you want to try it on." Marcelo whispered from behind me, as I stared at a dress that I found to be really provocative.I wondered who in their right minds would want to wear something like that."What? Me? No way!" I blurted out, as I was being pulled from my train of thoughts.My face was already turning red in embarrassment, and Marcelo wasn't helping with how he stared at me."It will look perfect on you." He persisted, coming closer to me.I could feel his hot breath on my neck, as he brushed up against me from behind.Dirty glances were cast our way, by a few people who also seemed to be shopping. However, the staff were busy directing them away from us."I'll look like a slut in it." I argued, frowning at a mental image of myself in the said dress.I was snapped back to the present, at the feeling of Marcelo's hardness poking my butt. I was suddenly starting to feel so much heat, despite the fact that the entire place was well ventilated."Mmm... imagine how ea
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Emilia~It's been over twenty minutes since Martinez left me by myself in this car. I was growing increasingly impatient and upset, not knowing if I should keep waiting, or go drag him out myself.Something tells me he's doing this because of Marcelo. He probably doesn't want to risk getting on Marcelo's bad side again, so he's intentionally avoiding me.He was supposed to drive me to the clothe store, as I really wanted to get something for Chloe. It's been two days now, and I haven't given her anything decent to wear.Deciding I'd wasted enough time waiting for Martinez, I made up my mind to go into the house and fish him out.However, just as the thought occurred to me, the driver's door suddenly clicked open. Instead of Martinez, a smiling Marcelo ushered himself into the vehicle, much to my surprise.I frowned at him, wanting an explanation for what was going on."Martinez won't be able to make it." He stated.The smug look on his face really pissed me off, and I tried to imagine
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Emilia~"You kidnapped her?!" I shrieked in disbelief, at a smug looking Marcelo."What? Martinez is allowed to help, and I'm not?" He asked, before casually walking into the room."Doesn't seem fair." I glared at him, as my sister kept struggling on the chair and letting out muffled screams. I was willing to bet that she was swearing alot."Damn...she's a lot feistier than I remember." Marcelo remarked, as he bent down beside my Chloe, to look her in the eyes.The latter made several attempt to break free from her restraints, and probably jump on him. She was like a very angry, rabid dog."What if the police hears of this, or worse..." I questioned, feeling my anxiety get the better of me."...her people decides to come looking for her?" Marcelo let out a scoff, like I had just said the most ridiculous thing. He stood back up, to his full height, before walking towards me."You have very little faith in me, Em!" He whispered, just within a few inches from my ear."Nobody is coming
