♕—Delilah I whisked the pancake batter furiously, I didn't go to sleep the last night. The cuts on my back weren't so deep, and after Lorenzo patched them up, they didn't really sting anymore unless I lean my back against something. Lorenzo was still asleep when I freshened up and came into the kitchen. Delilah Regina isn't a coward and I have come to terms with my kidnapping if that even makes sense. I know I'm kidnapped and there's no escaping from a man like Lorenzo, If anything I'll end up never seeing my family and Jack again. I poured the batter onto the pan and then waited for it to cook before flipping it. I placed three pancakes on my plate and three on Lorenzo's. I put a dollop of butter on top and grabbed the maple syrup bottle and went into the dining room. I placed our breakfast on the table and made my way back to the bedroom. I opened the door and stilled, Lorenzo was standing shirtless in the room only in his black slacks.And he was beautiful... He was tall and
♞—Lorenzo Just in two weeks, my home doesn't even feel like my home now, her shit is fucking everywhere. My bedroom is always filled with her scent, my sheets smell like her even when she isn't in bed, that flowery scent fucking up my senses. My bathroom was now filled with her shampoo, her body washes, and tampons, fucking tampons.I had told Reyna to buy Delilah everything she wanted but I didn't know how a single person can need this much stuff. Today, I found makeup on my dresser, fucking makeup? How can she fucking think about doing makeup when she is fucking kidnapped?! And she had again made a list of things she needed to give to Reyna. Money wasn't a problem, she can buy all the shit she wants. But what didn't settle well with me was the fact that my house now looks like a fucking rainbow threw up on it. I like darker greys, whites, black and red but shit, that girl has filled my closet with all the pink shit in the world. If someone else was in her place, I would have han
♕—Delilah Whenever he is a tad bit nicer to me, I forget who he is. Satan, he was Satan in human form. A cruel merciless satan! I shot him a disgusted look before I faced the camera. "Act miserable" he ordered in that bossy tone of his. What the hell is wrong with him?! I glared at him. "I don't have to act, I'm miserable""You don't look miserable" I fisted my hands, and a pang of pain shot through my arm from where I had slit my wrist. "I'm not going to fake cry!" I told him. "Then I should probably give you a real reason to cry" he threatened. I didn't doubt it, I know he will do something so humiliating and cruel to me and he will surely make me cry but I still couldn't fake tears. "I can look shaken up but I can't fake tears!" I told him once more. "Just fucking do it, Delilah!" Lorenzo was losing his patience with me, I almost wanted to laugh at that. At least I was able to make the ice king feel something even if it was frustration or anger. I slowly took off my dres
♞—Lorenzo Alexander had received the video of his fiancée and that gave him the push that we needed, her shaky voice asking him to come to save her seemed to have done the trick. The laughable threatening phone call we received showed how desperate Alexander was to get Delilah back and suddenly he started to think of himself as her savior. I fought the urge to step in front of the screen to shield her nakedness before Scott and Marco and then I wanted to stab myself in the fucking eye to even think about her in such a way."Why is she still wearing her underwear? I thought we were supposed to send a naked video?" Marco asked, frowning at me. "Don't tell me you're going soft on the princess, Lorenzo" Scott gave me his signature twisted smile. I sighed, shaking my head. "It's to deliver the message. To let Alexander know that whatever he is after, it's safe... for now" Niko nodded. "It works" I didn't say that I didn't force her to take off her underwear because she was on her
♕—Delilah Lorenzo came out of the shower in just his black boxer shorts. His upper body was beautiful in his own way, the ripped muscles, tan skin, and those scars only added to this cruel and dark exterior. He made his way to bed and settled on it. I watched his back, there were scars on his back too, and the one that caught my attention was the biggest one of them all. Seduce him. That had been the plan but following through with it was getting too difficult, Lorenzo was too smart for his own good. I swallowed and scooted closer; softly touching the hypertrophic scar, the welted skin. Lorenzo's warm skin tensed beneath my touch, he looked at me from over his shoulder, a frown on his forehead. He was brutally beautiful, all dark and handsome yet he had something vulnerable about him, something that was drawing me to him. I should be disgusted by him but I wasn't, not even in the least. "How did you get this?" I asked, tracing my finger along the shape of it. His eyes turned fer
♕—Delilah Lorenzo hadn't really talked to me since last night when I told him that I wasn't in love with Alexander and that I had lied. He almost looked relieved at first but then he became withdrawn. This wasn't going according to my plan, I thought if he knew that I didn't have feelings for Alexander, he'd fall for me easily. He had breakfast with me silently before he left this morning. I know he will be back in a few hours but I wanted him back now. I had nothing to do here alone and his company was the only thing keeping me sane. My wrist was healing quite rapidly and so were the cuts on my back. I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for us, I took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and then started to cut vegetables. I was in the mood for a steak with vegetables and mushroom sauce. I don't know when Reyna came every day to restock everything but it was probably before Lorenzo and I woke up. It took me an hour to prepare the meal, I prepared the table the way it wa
♕—Delilah Tears fell down my cheeks, I wiped them immediately. I had turned on all the taps in the bathroom so Lorenzo wouldn't hear me crying. I don't even know why I was crying. Every single day, when I woke up in his arms when he took care of the slit on my arm when he was concerned about the cuts on my back when he told me that he will protect my honor by not uploading my video on the internet when we had breakfast and dinners together, I thought I could make him fall for me. I believed that maybe he did like me but only needed a push. Lorenzo banged on the bathroom door again. "Delilah, do not fucking do anything stupid!" I glared at the closed door, he really thinks he is so special that I will commit suicide for him? Why doesn't he just go back to what he was doing? His maid! I sniffled and walked to the sink, I bent over it and splashed water over my face. I didn't even have a mirror to look into to see how swollen my face looked with all the crying. I hated Alexander an
♕—Delilah He was kissing me, Lorenzo was kissing me...And I let him. I kissed him back, my hands coming up to grasp his hair as I pulled him closer to me. I didn’t know what had come over me, but I didn’t want it to stop. I could feel his hands moving over my body, and I arched into his touch, needing more.He broke the kiss, leaving me gasping and wanting, and moved his lips to my neck, biting and sucking and licking at my sensitive skin. I was panting with need, my hands in his hair, threading through the strands as he moved his hands into my shirt, and I let it happen. His hand slid under my shirt and up on my body with such ease. I wasn't wearing a bra, and he took advantage of that. He moved his lips back to mine, kissing me again, hungry, brutal, there was nothing gentle about this man. His rough fingers encircled my one nipple and he twisted it roughly; I winced into his mouth and then he moved his hand to the other, doing the same thing. His taste was intoxicating, and his
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♞—Lorenzo I feel so fortunate to have found my own slice of paradise on earth - I'm not sure what I did to deserve it but I'm holding onto it. I ran a hand across my jaw as I stared out the french doors of my study, listening to two of the world's most adorable waves of laughter I have heard in my entire life. My wife and my daughter... At nine months old, Aurora had begun to creep around the house and babble some distorted syllables that Delilah desperately tried to interpret. The other day she said “baa baa” and Delilah said that she was saying “mama”. It was a long shot from mama because it sounded a little more like papa or dada. Smiling, I stared down at the ring around my finger, a platinum wedding band. I had proposed to Delilah when we celebrated our daughter's half-birthday as she turned six months old. I went down on my knee, prepared a whole speech, and cooked for my two princesses. It was the perfect night to pop the question, proposing to her with mama—Aurora's—ring
♕—Delilah Lorenzo loved his family alot... And that included us, the Costellos, and his other obnoxious brothers Scott and Marco, and god know who. The Cosa Nostra was his whole life—he wasn't kidding about that part but I still remembered what his brothers did to me when they threw me in a cell and how horrible they were but for Lorenzo, it was something to be anxious about. He wanted us all to get along. So here we were, at our home having dinner with the Costellos, Scott, and Marco. Aurora was in Lorenzo's lap as he rocked her, he was happy a man, as he had been for the last week. He didn't smile at all when I first met him but now after a week of us staying together, there hadn't been a moment where he hadn't smiled. And if he is with Aurora then it's all chaos in the house. I'm afraid of how she'll turn out when she gets older, Lorenzo had already brought her toy guns although she can't even sit right now. "So, when's the wedding?" Marco asked. I glanced at Lorenzo and he loo
♞—Lorenzo Delilah stilled, her body went rigid and Niko stopped too as they both stared at one another. He frowned, looking Delilah up and down before his gaze moved to me. "If this is your idea of a date then it's fucking ridiculous even for you, Lorenzo." I laughed, pulling Delilah close, "She wanted to see where I worked." Niko turned to her, "And how's that working out for you, Princess?" his tone was relaxed, he wasn't the one to dwell on our private relationships, and since Delilah was no more the daughter of the enemy, it was fine for him. Delilah glanced at me, her hazel eyes questioning as I nodded at her. She let out a relieved breath, her body relaxing, "So far, so good." A hint of a smile appeared on Niko's face before he turned to me, "Make sure to give your girlfriend the full Costello warehouse experience." I glanced at her, "Oh, I intend to..."She smiled, "I look forward to it." Niko laughed, shaking his head, "I'm gonna head home, take care of the rest." Niko
♕—Delilah Lorenzo and I sat at the edge of the yacht watching the sunrise with only white sheets wrapped around our bodies. I was sitting between his parted legs, my back to his chest. He had ordered a Charcuterie board, and we talked as he fed me a strawberry, I bit into it and then he propped the rest into his mouth. His other arm draped over my chest. I smiled, turning my head slightly towards him, "I think we should go home now to our daughter..." "Yeah," he nodded, "I miss my little angel too..." I watched the calming scenery before me, they had turned off the engine of the yacht while it float in the middle of nowhere, and the staff and crew knew better than to interrupt us, the perks of having a baby daddy that people are afraid of. "We should do this again as a family, you, me, and Aurora..." He kissed the side of my head, "Whenever you want...""Would you come with me to Onteros? To meet my mama and my brother. I really want them to meet you, to know you. I want them t
DISCLAIMER: This chapter contains adult language and content. It is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18. ♕—Delilah Somehow, I’d forgotten how big he was... I let my tongue linger across my lips before wrapping my hand around him from the base and tracing my fingers up. His abs quivered beneath my touch and I glanced up at him, my eyes smoldering with desire, and he responded with an intense gaze. My lips parted seductively as I leaned forward, succumbing to my desire as I softly pressed a kiss onto the tip of his cock. Staring up at him full of longing, my lashes splayed out like a mysterious, dark veil.He moaned in pleasure as I let my tongue slide down to his balls, causing him to tense his muscles in anticipation. He fisted my hair tightly and pressed his lips against the side of my head, his throaty whispers rumbling hotly in my ear, "Do not force me to take control, princess, because if I did, I'd fuck up that little mouth of yours..." I let out a low, sultry chuckl
♕—Delilah I inhaled sharply as Lorenzo's hand slid down my bare arm leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. My back was glued to his front, even the air could barely pass through from between us. His face nuzzled into my hair as he breathed me in. "Do you know what you smell like?" he asked huskily in my ear.I bit my bottom lip before asking, "What?" "You smell like home, comfort, and need..." I swallowed, letting out a sigh and then I felt his wine glass trailing down my other arm. Although it wasn't cold but still I shivered at the touch. My glass almost fell from my hand but I gripped it at the very last moment, clutching its neck in a death grip. Then I felt his teeth sinking into my neck as he harshly bit the skin between his teeth, pulling at it, nipping at it. I whimpered, my knees growing weak with each passing second. "Turn around..." he ordered and I did, facing him, looking up at him with eyes heavy-lidded eyes. I was gone already, I could feel the warmth and wet
♕—Delilah "If I didn't have arms," I giggled, nudging him with my shoulder, "could you still love me?" I have been teasing him with these silly questions for the last hour and he's been trying so hard to not let his frustration show, though I could tell by his forced smile that he was reaching his limits."Why wouldn't you have arms, Delilah?" he asked, keeping a smile on his face as we walked side by side, "I'd never let anything bad happen to your arms." I shrugged, "Well, I guess that's good to know. But what if something totally crazy happened and I woke up without any arms one day?" He chuckled, "That's completely crazy, but if it did happen, I'd still love you just the same." I nudged him, "Right, okay, but hypothetically speaking, if I suddenly had to go armless, would you still feel the same way?" He stopped walking and faced me, "Of course, I would. I'd still love you no matter what. Arms or no arms, you'll always be my one and only."I beamed at him before trying to thi
♕—Delilah "Oh my god, I'm so sorry—" the words got stuck in my throat as I looked at the man's face. The beautiful scarred face... Oh my god... Did he set this all up? I blinked, not saying another word as I looked up at him and he looked down at me. My gaze dropped to the unfortunate stain on his immaculate white shirt. "You ruined my shirt!" he snapped, and my eyes snapped back to his face. An involuntary smile crept up my lips no matter how hard I tried to suppress it. Oh my god, what do I do next? Lorenzo was fully into his character, it was so funny because I never thought I'd see him acting. He raised an eyebrow as if asking me to say something, so I did... shaking my head. "It was an accident!" I said to him, "And you just wasted my coffee. I have had such a bad night, my head hurts, I'm late to work and now I don't even have coffee!" "You burned my chest?" he snapped. My gaze darted between his chest and eyes, did I really burn his chest? The coffee was really hot, I