"I don't want to lose you" I breathed out.
"You have nothing to worry about, I'm yours just as much as you are mine" He reassured me.
"But that's not what I meant princess. What did you say before that" He asked again.
"It's you I Love Lucien" I repeated what he wanted to hear.
A content sigh escaped his lips as he rested his head against mine.
"Say it again" He asked a small smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
"I love you Lucien" I bit my lip to hide my smile at his behaviour.
"I Love you too María. I always have and I always will" He announced placing his lips to mine.
We kissed passionately our tongues molding together in sync. The feel of his mouth against mine felt bliss as he lifted me up by the back of my thighs in return, my legs automatically wrapping aro
My whole body was aching and I've barely moved a muscle since I woke up.Last Night was out of this world, I feel more connected to Lucien now that we had made love.I rolled over to face Lucien and to my surprise he was already awake, a sweet smile upon his lips."Morning" He greeted huskily.I smiled, I couldn't help it. I was in a giddy Mood. I was wholeheartedly happy.I bit my lip growing nervous as Lucien's gaze stayed trained on me.A look I couldn't quite decipher upon his defined features."Why are you looking at me like that?" I questioned."Is it wrong for me to watch you?"He ignored my question asking me one of his own."No, not wrong, just creepy" I teased playfully.Lucien chuckled, showing me his bright white
LUCIEN'S POV-Wrapping a towel around my waist I left the bathroom to see María standing by the door, I guess talking to Aimee."I wasn't sure on what to pick out, I hope I got it correct" A male voice followed.Furrowing my eyebrows I walked to the door seeing the male voice was in fact David, He worked for Lorenzo he was his youngest man at twenty years old."You have ten seconds to move your eyes from her" I spat coldly. Growing pissed that his eyes were on her when she wore nothing but a towel."LUCIEN" María scolded with a frown.I took hold of María's upper arm pulling her in from the doorway as I stood in front of her, blocking her from David's line of sight.Why the fuck is he here? I sent Aimee to get María's clothes for a reason, that reason being she needed underwe
Lucien smirked at my comment pulling me in by my waist crashing his lips to mine. I smiled against his lips but all too soon he pulled away."DIEGO we gotta go" He let out, making both Diego and the little girl look up from their book.
"Answer me María" He ground out losing his patience, He wasn't the only one.I pushed at his chest harshly trying to create some distance between us.Lucien barely moved at my actions, Unaffected he leaned back into me before I heard the click of the Lock.Lucien had locked the door.Why would he lock the door?"What are you doing Lucien?" I asked, growing nervous at his behaviour.This time it was him to ignore me. Taking my hand in his once again he pulled me to his desk, sitting himself down on his chair and pulling me as I sat upon his lap.His silence only put me in unison as He opened the top drawer of his desk.My heart sunk at what I saw in front of me. Inside his draw sat the collar with his name on it. His claim.I jumped to my
Lucien's pov-Pulling María close I wrapped my arms around her securely as She rested her head against my chest.A sigh of relief washing over me as I rested my chin upon her head."I'm sorry princess, I promise I'll do better in controlling my jealousy" I said, placing a kiss on her head.I was telling the truth I needed to do better for María. I'm only hurting her every time my jealous tendencies take over. I don't want to hurt her anymore, i never wanted to hurt her to begin with.I hated to see her cry, I hated to see her hurting. The worst Thing out of all of this, was that lately I was the one to cause her pain.If someone else was to cause her pain or tears I would kill them, No hesitation. So why do I consider it acceptable to do so myself?No matter how hard I try, the monster I truly a
This is why María shouldn't be here when we talk business. She's too kind, Sweet, too innocent for this life."I have a room set up for you and your daughter on the third floor" I paused " As you know no one is usually allowed to step foot on our floor so there will be rules in place That you should follow" I informed him.
María's pov -Looking at my reflection in the mirror I had some time to kill until Lucien got here so I decided to do a little makeup.
Lucien frowned, a grin breaking out upon my lips, amused at his reaction to my teasing."That was uncalled for," He said as a small smirk appeared on his lips."I don't know what you're talking about," I said playfully playing clueless."You'll pay for that princess" He smirked.I giggled as Lucien's arms wrapped around my waist gently pulling me into his chest as he began placing sweet kisses to my neck.I moaned unintentionally at the feel of his lips upon my skin, as he slowly dragged his tongue the length of my neck to my ear.My head was spinning and the butterflies had made an appearance in my stomach.His lips, His tongue they were driving me crazy.I could feel Lucien smirk against my skin before and without a warning he began tickling my waist.I
āMomā Marcus yelled in panic as my head was lifted from the cold floor. āGet some ice for your mother she hit her headā I heard Lucien, he sounded so close, I could smell him, he smelt just like I remember. āThis is your fault assholeā Marcus fired āOr maybe it was your unique way of introducing yourself. SONā Lucien defended. āMaria, can you hear me?ā his voice was so close yet so soft like a whisper. I didnāt dare open my eyes, maybe it was a nightmare? If thatās the case than Iām stuck in a dream state. His touch feels so real. I was being a child, hoping that the longer I keep my eyes closed the higher chance of the possibility of it being nothing more than just a dream. āMariaā he called the touch of his fingertips to my skin as he brushed them gently across my brow and along my check. āFuck, shit! mom?ā Marcusās panic snapped me forward and I flicked my eyes o
Epilogue Eighteen years has passed since you both took your leave. Every day I miss you both. Diego too, when you guys made your leave from this world and I made mine from that hell, I had made the sacrifice to leave him behind. It was a painful sacrifice, but he had the right to choose his own path just like I did mine. I donāt know if you can hear me, maybe its wishful thinking but I pray every day that you watch over him for me. I have had no contact with him or any other from that life in eighteen years, but I did it, I finally got out. I faced those struggles with you all in my mind, through the good times and the bad. Sometimes I let my mind wonder in imagination, with the what ifs and the possibilities of what could have been if you both could spend one more day down here. I know Marcus could use an uncle or aunt to vent too. He takes after his father, so handsome with his dark hair and strong mind but sometimes I feel as though a mother just wonāt cut
Mariaās pov- Lucien circled his arms around my waste the warmth of his body against my back was calming as he placed a delicate kiss to my cheek, my eyes closing as his presence soothed me. āAre you ok?ā he asked his voice soft and low. I hummed a response, wanting nothing more than to stay in his arms. I was yet again shamelessly avoiding what I came here to do. āWe need to talkā I sighed opening my eyes, forcing myself to face reality. āDonāt give me a speech like the one you gave himā Lucien exclaimed, the cool air wrapping around me as he pulled away from me, the loss of his hold no longer keeping me composed. āIt is nothing like thatā I huffed turning to face him. It sounds crazy to say but this man, this big powerful man in front of me is so God damn emotional itās unbelievable. āTake a seat please I need to tell you something and I donāt want you to freak outā I nudged his che
Mariaās pov- I was shamelessly killing time to avoid the inevitable confrontation of telling Lucien our news. I didnāt know how he would react, how he would take the news of becoming a father let alone the news that we can leave. He was always so defensive with excuses every time I brought up us leaving the current life that we live. And as for the other thing, I believe being a parent is something he has pictured before but no matter how hard he tries to hide how much that thought scared him I could see it. I have taken a shower and a bath, with a visit to Rocco and Dr Grim in hopes to avoid the conversation I am mere seconds away from having with Lucien, according to Marcel he was in the living area of our floor five minutes ago. Iām praying he is still there because all this walking to avoid the inevitable was killing not just my leg but my whole entire body. āYou are not capable of keeping her safe, how many times must she suffer because of your blata
It hurt to think of Diego in pain, of him feeling lost or being lost in any kind of way. That was just not who Diego was, he is all humour, fiery and bright. āI shot myselfā I laughed through a sob hoping to relieve some of his pain for even just a moment. āI heardā he strained a chuckle, clearing his throat he pulled back to look at me with his red eyes. They were not as bright anymore, they seemed dull like the brightness of a bulb dying out. āOnly you could manage such a thing Angelā he smiled at me, his smile weak but I could tell it was genuine and thatās what I wanted. To see the smiling Diego not the Diego with the reckless look upon his face. āIām proud of you, your strength is powerful Maria. you took on a fight all on your own and came out still standingā he praised āwell standing on a limp legā he added with a teasing grin. āShut up, you have a limp leg tooā I laughed pus
Mariaās pov- āI am not leaving her in the hands of the likes of youā āThe likes of me?ā I shot up at the sudden loud crash, my heart racing with panic and dare I say it fear.my body was in pure agony and with my head spinning I could barely focus my eyes. āYou canāt keep her safe, none of you canā I whipped my head to the direction of the familiar voice to see Carlos and Lucien in an intense stair down, a mess of broken items at their feet the obvious sign of a tussle. āHow I protect my woman is no concern of yoursā Lucien fired āThat may be but do not make the mistake brother, she is my concern she has been since the night I found her locked in my cousinās bedroomā I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply in the attempt to calm my beating heart. The crash and the sound of fist to skin that I knew was coming after Carlosās words echoed around the room. I winced opening my e
Diegoās pov- āMail whatever is left of the pair to the Trevisani estateā I ordered, wiping my chin on the sleeve of my shirt. āAre you sure that is the message you want to send?ā Marcel asked stepping away from the sink he was washing his hands in. āThatās what I said, was it not?ā I fired stepping to the now vacant sink. The skin of my hands not visible through the coating of crimson red, fingernails stained with the blood of those animals. āPack them up and send them offā he ordered to the two men present. āYou understand that is a message of warā he said calmly, his eyes burning into the side of my face, like if he looks hard enough, he could read whatever my mind was thinking. āI am aware yesā I clenched my teeth tightly, my eyes focused on the wall in front of me. I donāt think I have felt this much emotion in a very long time. was it anger? pain? I donāt know but it is deafeni
Maria's Pov- Lucien gently tugged at my arms encasing me in his hold with a tight squeeze, pinning me to his chest and leaving no room for me to fight. āIāve got youā he whispered. āIāve got you nowā he repeated over and over, and I broke into a million pieces as I cried into his chest to thoughts of the night, thoughts of Lorenzo, Aimee and even for some unknown reasonsā¦ Vince. A loud pain filled groan pulled me back to my surroundings and I shot away from Lucienās chest my eyes instantly finding Rocco who was trying to roll his shoulder, the shoulder with the bullet wound. āGet him a doctorā I fired rushing to Roccoās side, yet again being too caught up in my selfishness that I had let this man bleed for God knows how long while I so selfishly cried a meltdown. āI suppose Iām fired sweetheartā he winced. āDonāt moveā I scolded panic stricken as Lucien silently came to my side obser
Maria's POV- āAre you hurt?ā he spoke, and I knew he was talking to me, but I couldnāt decipher why he would ask such a question. Was it out of stupidity? Did I look ok? No. Did I look hurt? I sure as hell felt the pain. His eyes darted to Rocco before landing back on me āIs he dead?ā he asked, his eyes dipping to the man at my feet. Was his question referring to Rocco or Vince? Either way even a blind man would know someone died in this room by the smell of the blood in the air. āYou left meā I spoke, my voice leaving as a croak. He gave the order; I am here because he sent me on this path. āI know, I thought you were safe with Roccoā he said calmly his hands raised in surrender. His eyes for once not portraying his strength. Instead, stormy swirls stared back at me crumbling in an almost panic like as they pleaded with me. It was striking to see something so unusual coming from him I felt