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♞—Lorenzo I loaded up the last dead body over the pile of them, watching their filthy blood dripping down the ground. I grabbed the kerosene and doused the bodies in it. Saturday... We were supposed to hand her over to her father today but she left before that. She left with him... I had half a mind to go to Niko and found out her location, she still had a tracking chip in her arm but decided against it. I let her go...And letting her go meant I will have to forget that she ever existed... I pulled out a matchbox from my pocket and watched the men's uniform. The sigil of Onteros burning up. Those were Octavius's men that we had captured, we were supposed to return them today when he comes but Niko had other plans. He wanted Onteros and he will not rest until he takes it. I struck the match, watching the flame for a few minutes before I flicked it on the ground. The fire followed the trail of kerosene reaching the pile of dead bodies. In a moment, it was a blaze, an inferno tha
♕—Delilah Trembling in Alexander's majestic bedroom, I was unable to drift off to sleep and could only continue to wait for him anxiously. I was petrified of what would happen when he arrived, and I felt utterly powerless.After the wedding ceremony and the reception ended, he brought me to his palace and since then I had been sitting in this room while he was out there somewhere, drinking with his friends and family. I can only dread the thought of how much he will drink and what he might do when he gets back. I hope he passes out! But all the hopes vanished into thin air and Alexander entered the room making my skin prickle with fear. Alexander's gaze scoured the bedroom before settling on me and he gave me a malicious smile as he started to undress in silence, he carelessly threw his clothes on the ground before staggering a little in my direction. I stood deathly still as I took in Alexander's hirsute, intimidating and daunting physique. I could hardly believe how different he
♕—Delilah My head hurt... Unceremoniously, I felt a sharp throbbing sensation in my head, forcing me to groan in agony, muffled as I was laying face-down with my head nestled in the comforting embrace of the pillows.As I opened my eyes, everything was a hazy blur. I squinted, struggling to make sense of what I saw. Through the fog, I could make out the shape of someone lying next to me in the bed. The pain in my head felt like it was pounding through me, making it hard to concentrate.My vision was hazy and my tears were streaming, making it hard to focus. I tried to move, but an overwhelming pain and burning sensation surged through me, sending me into a panicked state. I stayed still, scared of what my husband might do if I made a noise.Gingerly I placed my feet on the ground, my body involuntarily tensing with pain as my thighs painfully rubbed together. I was naked, stripped of all my clothing. I nervously glanced down at my body and was met with a sea of bruises, with some dri
♕—Delilah After breakfast, they asked to show me around the palace and I agreed. Anything to get away from Alexander but what I didn't realize was that it was the code word for getting me the medical help that I needed. They took me to another wing, one of the maids used to be a professional nurse. She tended to my wounds, gave me some painkillers, and put some numbing cream on my wounds. "Your Highness, I will not say that it will get easier because it won't but I won't let another woman die, not on my watch..." the oldest one of them said to me. I gave her a smile and shook my head, "It's okay... It doesn't matter. I don't care if I live or die. I think dying would be better because if I die it would mean less torture." "Please, don't say that..." "I need one more thing." "Anything, Your Highness." "Can you get me some birth control pills?" I asked the nurse and she frowned. The nurse furrowed her eyebrows, "Birth Control? Why? The King will be furious" I shrugged, "I just
♕—Delilah Alexander walked one step ahead of me, it was the royal protocol for a wife to walk a step behind her husband but I couldn't be more grateful for it than I was now because just on the other side of me, Lorenzo followed us. I watched his feet as I took every step with him. A sly smile crept up on my lips as I kept stealing glances at him. His presence was so overpowering, god, he was outshining the King without even lifting a finger. He answered whatever Alexander asked of him, his voice brusque and stern. He wasn't looking at me, not even for a second. Maybe, because he didn't want to alarm anyone here. He wasn't mad at me, was he? I mean, after how I left things he must hate me—no, no he doesn't if he hated me, he wouldn't even be here. He would've left me to fend for myself but he didn't. I'm the only reason he is here. We went to the sitting room of Alexander's castle. His servant turned the TV on for him as he relaxed on the couch, gesturing for me to come to join
♕—Delilah The second I saw my mother, I desperately wanted to run into her arms and hold her tight, but I kept my composure, refusing to let my emotions show in public. I held my head high and commanded my feet to keep walking down the main hall, Lorenzo's presence behind us a reminder that I needed to stay strong. His footsteps were the only thing that enabled me to move forward.The entire nation was in mourning, with sombre faces instead of joyful expressions. The melodic tolling of the bells was deeply sorrowful, echoing the same sound I heard when my grandfather passed away.Alexander accompanied us, not permitting me to converse with my mother unaccompanied, even for a moment. I had joined my mother and sibling at the head of the stretched-out one-hour parade to Kingsborough, where the memorial service for Papa would take place.The service ended but the coffin stayed there for a few hours so that people could pay their respects. The clock tower struck, and the whole country ha
♕—Delilah The ten days of mourning the King were over.For as long as we stayed at my brother's palace, Lorenzo made sure that Alexander slept in a separate bedroom... always. Mama had gotten better after everything settled she told me that she wasn't crying because of papa, she was crying more because of Anthony. He was young, vulnerable and now he was thrown into this world and that too, the deal he made with Nikolai Costello could end in the same way the deal with papa did. Papa backed out of his deal which resulted in my being kidnapped, mama imprisoned in her own home, my marriage to Alexander, and ultimately papa being assassinated in front of the world. She doesn't want the same for Anthony... I hugged mama goodbye and curtsied in front of Anthony, he wanted to hug me, I could see it in his eyes but it wasn't a reasonable thing to do for a reigning monarch. We left the palace at night and boarded the royal jet to fly back home. I kept stealing glances at Lorenzo but he acte
♕—Delilah A sick noise escaped my throat. My eyes were dull. My hands went to my mouth as I dry-heaved; I choked, shut my eyes, and ran to the bathroom, pushing everyone out of my way. I bent over the toilet seat and a thick rush of fluid filled my mouth, and spilled out, as I wretched in the toilet bowl. An acidic taste filling up my mouth making me gag a bit more. I flushed the toilet and moved to the sink; unsteady on my feet to brush my teeth once more. I felt dizzy and lightheaded, my legs were trembling as I reached for the toothbrush, putting toothpaste over it and brushing my teeth and tongue to rid of the disgusted taste from my mouth. Once I was done, I turned and went out of the bathroom, making my way back to the girls who were doing my hair and make-up. "What?" I asked as they all looked at me oddly. "Are you sick, Your Royal Highness?" I ran a tired hand down my face and blew out a breath, minty and fresh, "I guess so..." "Morning sickness?" another asked. "You'
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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