"And that is?" I questioned with a raise of my eyebrow.
"Kiss?" He asked, a cheeky smirk playing across his lips.
"Then how was it that he was still able to put his filthy hands on Marìa, You have the best aim out of all of us in this room" Lorenzo snarled.Does he think I just didn't bother? What exactly would he have had me do, shoot him as he used María as a shield?
A small knock sounded on the door,A smile instantly took place across my lips.Aimee walked into the room wearing a light pink flared skater dress, Her light brown hair flowing down in waves.Lorenzo embraced her between his arms.They look good together and I'm happy they have each.My smile faltered seeing the woman she entered with. Why is she here? What the fuck is she doing here?I turned my gaze to Lucien, He didn't look impressed to see the woman who currently stood in the room.With long jet black hair she wore a very tight red skater dress, paired with a face full of makeup. Her lips were Full as if she had just had them injected to make them bigger.My heart ached remembering the first time I had seen her. I could never forget the face.Her face
I rolled my eyes Reaching my hand out taking a hold of the bottle of whiskey once again.Before it could reach my lips Lucien snatched it from my hand.I frowned up at him."You've had enough María," He said in warning.Rolling my eyes again I turned away from him taking the glass of whiskey that was in front of Marcel.Ignoring the feel of everyone's eyes on me I brought the glass to my lips gulping its contents in one swig."ENOUGH MARÍA" Lucien said, raising his voice clearly angry as he once again snatched the glass from my hand.I was beyond angry, first she shows up not taking her eyes off of Lucien.Now Lucien thinks it's okay to tell me how much I can and can't drink, who is he to think he can control me like that?"I have been
The fresh air instantly felt good, Helping me to feel as if I could finally breathe again through the lump in my throat that had formed from my attempts at holding back my tears.A man stepped in my way halting my attempt at wandering the yard.
I looked at her strangely. What's with all these kinds of questions our gossips aren't usually this intense. She was worriedly prying."No, I don't think that's the case. It's just when I'm with the guys and Lucien I feel at my safest. But when it comes to being alone I don't feel that I'm strong enough to protect myself" I took a deep breath."When that guard put his hand to my waist to stop me passing I completely freaked, I'm not entirely sure of why I did. I don't know, I think my senses are just on high alert after last night" I told her truthfully.Aimee silently nodded her head, Her eyes on something behind me.I spun around to come face to face with Diego. Shit! Did he hear all that?"How long have you been standing there? And how much of that did you hear?" I asked a little worried he's been here the whole time."Enough to let
"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
“Mom” Marcus yelled in panic as my head was lifted from the cold floor. “Get some ice for your mother she hit her head” I heard Lucien, he sounded so close, I could smell him, he smelt just like I remember. “This is your fault asshole” Marcus fired “Or maybe it was your unique way of introducing yourself. SON” Lucien defended. “Maria, can you hear me?” his voice was so close yet so soft like a whisper. I didn’t dare open my eyes, maybe it was a nightmare? If that’s the case than I’m 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. “Maria” he called the touch of his fingertips to my skin as he brushed them gently across my brow and along my check. “Fuck, shit! mom?” Marcus’s 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 don’t 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 won’t cut
Maria’s 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. “Are you ok?” 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. “We need to talk” I sighed opening my eyes, forcing myself to face reality. “Don’t give me a speech like the one you gave him” Lucien exclaimed, the cool air wrapping around me as he pulled away from me, the loss of his hold no longer keeping me composed. “It is nothing like that” 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 it’s unbelievable. “Take a seat please I need to tell you something and I don’t want you to freak out” I nudged his che
Maria’s pov- I was shamelessly killing time to avoid the inevitable confrontation of telling Lucien our news. I didn’t 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. I’m praying he is still there because all this walking to avoid the inevitable was killing not just my leg but my whole entire body. “You 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. “I shot myself” I laughed through a sob hoping to relieve some of his pain for even just a moment. “I heard” 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. “Only you could manage such a thing Angel” he smiled at me, his smile weak but I could tell it was genuine and that’s what I wanted. To see the smiling Diego not the Diego with the reckless look upon his face. “I’m proud of you, your strength is powerful Maria. you took on a fight all on your own and came out still standing” he praised “well standing on a limp leg” he added with a teasing grin. “Shut up, you have a limp leg too” I laughed pus
Maria’s pov- “I am not leaving her in the hands of the likes of you” “The likes of me?” 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. “You can’t keep her safe, none of you can” 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. “How I protect my woman is no concern of yours” Lucien fired “That 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 cousin’s bedroom” 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 Carlos’s words echoed around the room. I winced opening my e
Diego’s pov- “Mail whatever is left of the pair to the Trevisani estate” I ordered, wiping my chin on the sleeve of my shirt. “Are you sure that is the message you want to send?” Marcel asked stepping away from the sink he was washing his hands in. “That’s what I said, was it not?” 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. “Pack them up and send them off” he ordered to the two men present. “You understand that is a message of war” 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. “I am aware yes” I clenched my teeth tightly, my eyes focused on the wall in front of me. I don’t think I have felt this much emotion in a very long time. was it anger? pain? I don’t 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. “I’ve got you” he whispered. “I’ve got you now” 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 reasons… Vince. A loud pain filled groan pulled me back to my surroundings and I shot away from Lucien’s chest my eyes instantly finding Rocco who was trying to roll his shoulder, the shoulder with the bullet wound. “Get him a doctor” I fired rushing to Rocco’s 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. “I suppose I’m fired sweetheart” he winced. “Don’t move” I scolded panic stricken as Lucien silently came to my side obser
Maria's POV- “Are you hurt?” he spoke, and I knew he was talking to me, but I couldn’t 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 “Is he dead?” 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. “You left me” I spoke, my voice leaving as a croak. He gave the order; I am here because he sent me on this path. “I know, I thought you were safe with Rocco” 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