I pushed him away but his muscular frame remained unbothered.
"Wh-what're you doing?" I breathed out in pants. He leaned down and looked so intently in my eyes that I could saw flecks of blue in his steely grey eyes. "Don't push me away again." He snarled angrily, his hands tightened on my waist, as he pulled me flushed towards his chest.
I looked at him startled not understanding his sudden infatuation with me. I shrieked when he suddenly pushed me towards the railing, my stomach hit the lean rods, as he caged me between him and railing, my back collided with his front.
Unable to make a move to get away, I sensed him leaning in, nuzzling his face in my neck. His arms wrapped tighter around my body and he lowered his lips to the nape of my neck.
"You're a fucking masterpiece, Cara..." he groaned against my skin, making me whimper and clutching the railing with my hands tightly. I ha
Life was a fragile thing and Silvio Salvatore had the power to take it, he showed it to me, proved me how wrong assumptions I had of him. He wasn't just dangerous, he was deadly, a man who didn't felt any remorse before killing someone."Y-you killed h-him." Words escaped my lips before I could think. I hadn't realised but my hands had started trembling by now, my body was shaking internally, and my eyes, they couldn't stop watering my cheeks. I was still on ground when I heard rushing footsteps coming towards the room but I was too concerned to notice Dante coming and looking down at dead corpse. His eyes emotionless like looking at dead body was a daily thing for him. Well, looking at dead bodies were in my daily routines too, but under different circumstances.He killed a man! In front of me!It wasn't like he had never killed someone in front of me but these two were different situations."
"A week.""So, what're our strategies for his unexpected arrival.""A bullet is all I need to welcome him." Taking another sip of his expensive looking wine, Silvio leaned back on his chair as Dante gave a curt nod."So, you plan to surprise him?" Dante said unfolding his arms, and sitting opposite to Silvio.Silvio raised his glass as he looked at half wine filled glass."A stone for stone...a life for life." He said, Dante watched as Silvio emptied the glass on pages of file on his desk. The photo of Silas became a blur of faded memories as wine was soaked by paper."And what about the doctor you're obsessed with?" Micah asked leaning back against the wall, folding his arms across his chest.Silvio raised his brows. "What about her?""She's in radar of Michelle since you've killed Michael Morelli." Micah expla
'Your lips, they're asking to be fucked."–𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒗𝒊𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒆****She watched in awe when she caught sight of Silvio. Wearing just a pair of jeans and his raven hairs sticked to his forehead due to sweat, his sweaty body glistened as he plowed through a two of men trying to take him on. His movements were so quick and pristine as if you didn't looked carefully you would miss all the intricate and complex details of his counter actions. With the way his body moved, it was clear how efficiently and effectively he could defeat his opponents.Silvio had just plopped two guys on the ground and flipped as he kicked another in his previous jewels. A larger man came up from behind and locked his shoulders, Silvio smirked as he flipped taking the man with him and
Heaven was one kiss away, Silvio had shown her every proof of his impure obsession. She lost count of how many time Silvio made her release after fifth time, the last thing she remembered was Silvio pounding her mercilessly as he gripped her hairs.Bright rays of sun fell onto her face as her skin glowed, her body felt sore as she tried to move. Last night's events were as fresh as soreness between her thighs. Her legs were trembling deliciously and her thighs were quivering.She remembered, every single touch and every single kiss Silvio peppered her with.She felt a sudden ache in her heart when she noticed that the other side of her bed was empty, she felt cold, both physically and emotionally. Her mind drifted to his words when she let the exhaustion engulfed her.'I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you.."Her body quivered with those dirty thoughts. She swallowed the lump
"...and when I went there, it turned out to be empty. Can you believe..."I drifted off. I didn't wanted to be here. This awful place held so much of me. The loneliness had plagued my mind. I heaved a sigh.Yesterday after spending my precious time in hospital bathroom, Sophie manged to caught glimpse of me crying. I practically had to beg her not to tell anyone about this, especially Eric, judging by the fact that she was Eric's loyal worker. She promised not to tell. But as we were exiting the hospital premises, Eric approached us and presented us the insane idea of hanging out since tommorrow was Saturday, a day off.I denied but the look of gruesome on his face had me change my mind.And here I was, in the club.The Dark Knight.I again sighed. I had been doing that a lot recently. Eric and Sophie were talking and laughing about in
"Get out!" I said. My teeth grinding together and the flames of fire igniting inside me. I was upset and angry at him. One moment he was showing me how much he wanted me and the other, he was gone. Like what the hell?!He was bastard.He looked confused for a second. His brows slightly furrowed, and he tilted his head to left, his sharp grey eyes analysing me."That's not what I'm here for." I tried–and miserably failed–his voice was raw and wild, and my body reacted accordingly. My eyes glanced his way, and my breath hitched. His eyes were touching me more than his hands could. They held a turmoil of emotions, violent and fervent, and I could see myself in them.Swimming was just a word, I was drowning in him slowly."You need to leave..." My voice trailed, breaking with every time I looked at his eyes. He could alone make me get naked only with his eyes. And a
"His wife will seek revenge on you. Don't you think it was better to end her with him?""No, she has something that belongs to me.""Spanish bastard still has upper hand, I see."Micah grumbled. His crisp yellow polo t-shirt hanging loosely on his lean yet tall frame. Pair of spectacles resting freely on his nose. His arms moving back and froth as he followed Silvio."And what about her? Are you going to take her to The Estate?" Micah asked, his brows slightly furrowed in confusion.Silvio nodded before pulling Sadie out of the jet. Her struggles had died down, somewhere deep inside she knew it was futile to thrash. The grip Silvio had on her upper arm was hard like steel, she couldn't move without his permission even if she wanted to. The atmosphere had changed, the surroundings were different from the city she had spend her life in. She took a moment to scan the area, tal
I was tired.Even after sleeping whole night-or three hours-my whole body was aching. Especially the region between my thighs, the ravenous behaviour he had shown was deliciously frightening.I didn't remember, and I had lost count on how many times he had made me cum.I stirred when his arm tightened around me. I winced, and he pulled me impossibly closer. My hairs curtaining my face, my back hitting his naked torso, and I could feel the outlines of his muscles caressing my back.And Oh God!His member stood erect, pressed between my cheeks, embarrassment flowed inside me.I was fucking naked, so was he.I tried to move forward, so that his steely member could leave my ass alone."Don't move." I jumped startled when his morning hoarse voice rang against my ear, his lips pressed against my neck. He grumble
A fiery storm brewed within Silvio's gaze, his eyes ablaze with a tempest of fury. Silas clasped onto my arms, his grip growing ever tighter, as Silvio's searching gaze followed the path of Silas's touch. I could sense the grinding of his teeth, and witnessed a deep well of loathing fill his eyes, like a piercing flame.“Guards!” Silas shouted loudly, causing me to startle at the sound of his voice. I kept my gaze fixed on Silvio's face while he simmered with anger and a group of men closed in around us. I felt a lump form in my throat as I assessed the predicament we were in. Silvio was at a clear disadvantage, and Alejandro approached Silas with a manic grin on his face.“Give me the girl,” he said and Silas shook his head. His eyes were on Silvio as he said. “She’s coming with me.” With his words, he jerked me to him as his arm slid from my bicep to my waist and he squeezed as Silvio roared. “Don’t fucking touch her.” He said calmly, too calmly. And my eyes shed tears as Silas sm
Fear was just malice, a feeling of failure, a sweet tangerine taste that had been ripped away with lies wrapped around dressed like beautiful truth I never knew I needed to survive. I just stood there, watching in pure startlement, as Dante rolled over in pain, his hands already wrapped around his head as he groaned in agonizing pain. The hit was fatal, the nerve Silas had hit was just above the nape, inflicting certain severe damage. My legs moved on their own as Silas motioned me towards him. My breathing was no more normal but a shattered breath leaving now and then. My brain was far too gone to respond or to give any commands or say anything. My eyes are still on Dante. Watching him as he suffered. "Come here. Now." Words were just an echo of sound that's an echo of air that's an echo of fear. Wobbling on my shaky steps, I somehow managed to reach him. It was just a push of air when his free hand was wrapped around my arm and with a hard tug, he jerked me forward. My breath c
"So...I am gonna ask you this for the last time...where the hell is she?" Silvio quipped as he kick Severin harshly over the curve of his abdomen, just over the wound he had inflicted on him a few minutes ago. Severin groaned as he rolled over in pain, his eyes closed shut while he pressed the area where Silvio had shot him. The blood had started to pool around him and he could find himself already on verge of losing consciousness."You...will pay for this....for betraying me...." Severin moaned out in agony as Silvio pressed his foot against his wounded side more firmly.He looked down at him with coldness marring his eyes."I assure you," he said calmly. "If any harm is to come to her, this visit will not end well....for you and your family." Despite being injured, Severin still managed to look heatedly at him."You bastard, you knew she was here....yet you deceive me." Severin looked a
Silas was taking a shower when the door of his bedroom was knocked harshly. His hazel eyes narrowed into slits as he glared at the door. For god's sake! He groaned. His tensed muscles were still stiff as he walked towards the door while wrapping the towel around his waist as he held back the urge to kill the person who disturbed him at this hour.He was already tired. Last night was still playing with his mind and this led him to spend the whole night with his mother, crying and talking like a mentally retarded person. The fact that he was drunk, added gruesome to his dignity. He had never visited his mother drunk.But the memories were still sober.Sighing, he opened the door."G-Good morning, Master Anderson."The made bowed her head down, her hands clasped in front, and Silas noted the shiver of her fingers as she tried not to look at him.He raised his brows."What?" He didn't try to mask his annoyanc
She felt a immediate rush of pain attacking her as she stirred to her left. It took her a whole minute to sit up as she struggled to keep her eyes open. Groaning, she managed to found herself in sitting position."Miss Quintin." A faint voice again called to her with softness drawing her out of her peaceful slumber as she promptly awaken to the soothing sound of the female.Frowning with perplexity that bounded her to take in her surroundings. She was in same room she had been residing in past few days, but she was not in same place she achingly slept last night by the cold material of couch rather she was nestled upon the soft mattresses, embraced warmly beneath the velvet blanket and warm quilt. How did I get here? She wondered with doubt."Master Anderson is calling you. He says he needs to talk urgently." The woman who hovered over the side of the bed. Sadie yawned as she gazed at the red haired woman. Sadie found hers
He was distorted.Feelings molded into a sharp knife that gradually pierced through his heart like a burning ember of sizzling flame.He was scared.The morphed knife held power to make him surrender. To make him feel vulnerable, an unknown emotion he never felt. Susceptibility seeped through his mind, tormenting his sentiments into a pained expression. He had survived long to know the darkness of the world, he had seen enough to liable her safety. Silas knew his father, even better than Alejandro knew himself. And Silas was also concious about the extents his father was ready to go to achieve what he resignedly craved. It was no more for clan extension, it no more concerned the hunger of power but a sated word. Revenge.It was always that.And Sadie was coming in his way.Silas sighed again. These thoughts were more intoxicated than alcohol he had consumed. He mi
He didn't know what he was supposed to do. That had been apparent from the beginning. That was what made the choice so difficult. What he was supposed to do and what he would do were not the same. His motive was to use her against his rival, to bring down his enemy, have a grave victory. But his desire was distinct, molded, and morphed into a harmonious composition of sentiments.This would have been fine if he were willing to face the inevitable, he had no ways to recover. He once was calculated, but now all he was left with was that small eerie feeling, small yet heavy. Just like the ocean, he was calm and tranquil, but just like the ocean, he had internal waves deep inside his heart which were howling loud.He had regularly exhibited signs of emotional dependency on their relationship, with her he felt at ease, including possessiveness when he witnessed Edward forcing her, jealousy when he saw Silvio with her, fear of rejectio
There were only several moments in life when silence make no sense. The eerie feeling could remind us one of being alive. Of hearing emotions through the tranquility, the serenity that weighs the words down, suppressing our sentiments.I could hear the silence now, could feel the waves of memories and melodies of the way his breath seized now and then whilst he pondered something.Nothing. Everything. All at once, I could feel his emotions yet I was failing to reach him."Sadie."His soft voice warmed me, filled me with the noise. No problem was that big, but our mind makes it otherwise. He helped me remember that I wasn't alone here, he was here, I was here. Probably alcohol was running through my veins now, but I suddenly like his company.Because we both were the same, and memories were all coming back to hurt me.I stared back into
I could argue that he didn't need to, but I kept my mouth shut and followed him. I didn't wante dto run into Edward again, and probably this was enough to make me seek comfort in his mere presence. I knew it wasn't my fault, but knowing Edward over years, I knew that idiot would probably blame me. He still doubts me, not that I minded, but he still thinks that my nature was to stay loyal to him. Always.He walked slightly in front of me. We didn't talk, choose to make the journey in silence. The silence, however was chaotic. Not only Silas had saved me, he had partially seen me half-naked. The shivering thought made me tighten my hold onto the fabric of his coat.I eyed his back. His off-white shirt clung indecently to his torso, the material looked shiny. Probably silk. Moreover, I wasn't delusional to think that Silas wasn't a foe. Him saving me didn't meant that we were pals, and we would talk about our pasts but I was hopeful that