♕—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
♞—Lorenzo "It's a boy," Scott announced, as we were standing in the hospital hallway. "A little Niko" he laughed with joy. A smile formed on my lips, something swirled in my chest. Happiness is a foreign emotion for me, I don't feel it often. But I knew whatever I was feeling at this moment was bigger than just simple happiness. I was an uncle now. A second later, Niko stepped out of the room with a child wrapped in a blanket. He was staring at his son like he was something out of this world. His eyes held wonder, a look of utter disbelief. "I can't believe he is mine..." he said, mindlessly. "Maybe, he isn't," Scott snorted which earned him a slap on the back of his head from Marco. With a real smile for once in his life—the one without malice or darkness that always stayed with us—Niko showed him to me. I took him from Niko and cradled him in my arms. I have never been this gentle with anything in the world, I was scared that if I moved I'd hurt him. Again, the same smile crep
♕—Delilah I sat at the other corner of the couch while Lorenzo stayed on his side. He handed me the fast food meal and I gave him a small smile before flipping through the TV shows to watch. I finally found the one I was looking for and clicked on it. I pulled out the burger from the bag and unwrapped it before taking a bite. I was incredibly hungry and couldn't cook, I was thrown off balance. I can't understand why I couldn't focus on anything. All I could think about was the man sitting beside me on the couch pretending to be interested in the TV I was watching. I can't make it more obvious than I already had. Lorenzo already knew that I was trying to seduce him, I mean, I was but sometimes the lines between my plan and my feeling seemed to get blur but I regained my focus once more. I won't lose it again. “Seduce and escape” is back on... And it will stay that way. What I'm feeling is the result of the environment I had been living in for the past months. My mind is trying to
♕—Delilah I glared into his eyes, refusing to back down. "Asshole!" I repeated on his face. A satanic expression crossed his face as if he wanted me to say it again. I hesitated, not sure if he was extremely angry, turned on, or amused. I struggled underneath him and tried to pull my hands out of his grip. His voice was a sexy growl as he said. "Careful, princess, don't pick a fight you know you won't win..." Even though his presence over me was overwhelming but I still managed to come up with a comeback. "Right, Lorenzo, you must feel so powerful, picking a fight with your helpless captive, whose physical strength is nothing compared to you." A devilish glint sparkled in his eyes, and a lopsided faint smile tugged at his lips. My eyes darted all over his beautifully scarred face, I have no idea why I found this man so attractive, something must be seriously wrong with me. I was going all Stockholmy with my kidnapper. "You just don't know when to shut up, do you?" he asked, lean
♞—Lorenzo I could still taste her on my fucking tongue. I rolled the agitation off my shoulders. The stupid TV show still played on the screen, she had fucking run away as if I had burned her with my touch. I got off the couch and turned the TV off, I went up to the bedroom and Delilah lay on the bed, shrouded in the sheets, her golden hair glowing in the dark, her back facing me. I know she wasn't asleep, she couldn't be, it had only been ten minutes when I had my face buried in her pussy. My gaze swept down her body the length of her body, and I realized just how beautiful she was. She was the stuff of legends; too perfect to be real. Something a man like me could never deserve, something that was too pure and beautiful for my blood-stained and rough hands. I got into bed behind her and tried to stay away from her as much as possible. This woman had come into my life uninvited and was spreading everywhere, she was everywhere in my home, she was all over my mind and the desire
♕—Delilah "How can you take something that was never even there?! I'm not a virgin, Lorenzo, I lost it a long time ago, way before you even kidnapped me!" I said to him, watching as a slight frown appeared between his brows. When he didn't say anything so, I continued. "He will kill me, he doesn't love me, he doesn't even like me. I'm just another blonde in his collection of dead wives and it scares me. The moment he will know that I'm not what he thought I was, he'll make it even more painful for me," tears rolled down my cheeks but I wasn't embarrassed by them anymore, I wasn't embarrassed to show my weakness in front of Lorenzo. Lorenzo just watched me, not saying a word, his face blank, emotionless, cold. "I can't go back to him... that's why I ran from my wedding, I wasn't running away from you or your men, I was running away from my own father and the man who was waiting for me at the altar.""Who?" Lorenzo asked, and I stilled, looking at him with questioning, blurry eyes.
♕—Delilah This morning was different than usual, even though I was confided in his mansion's walls and still wore the collar around my neck, I felt a little free. Because knowing that I won't be going back to Alexander was a relief. A terrible weight lifted off my chest, now all I need is to make sure that I don't give Lorenzo a reason to doubt me or my intentions. Lorenzo again spent the night out of the house, I don't know where he goes but he always comes back in the morning and takes a shower before taking a nap in another room. An uneasy feeling burned through my chest, what if he spent the night with some woman? I told him to not bring another woman home and he hadn't but he usually disappears at night, doing god knows what or who... Reyna and her smug, stupid face crossed my mind. I shook my head and decided to take a tour of the house. I have never really seen any other room than Lorenzo's and the one he had first kept me in and the kitchen. The upper part of the house wa
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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