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LORENAAs I get my bearings back it keeps ringing in my head “can I give up everything to be with him”I take off his shirt feeling sad.I wear my own clothes and leave the room to go get breakfast in the kitchen and from the way Simona was dressed I guess the house already had breakfast .I make my way downstairs and into the kitchen, I saw Gulio sitting with Zia making him some pancakes “you want some pancakes and egg Lorena” she asks.“ Yes please if you don't mind” I answerI walk over to the coffee machine and make a cup for myself.I take the seat opposite then I could feel his eyes on my face as he proceeds to stare at me like I’m an exhibit in a museum.“Can I help you?” I ask.“No.” He wrinkles her nose and shakes his head.I pick up my coffee and take a gulp.“Ack! We are out of flour,” Zia groans. “Let me go check the spare pantry.” She walks out of the room, leaving Gulio and me alone.“So, you sure landed a sweet deal getting to live here with my father,” He says with an
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ALLESANDROCesare frowns as he reads whatever message just came through on his cell.“Something wrong?” I ask him.“The guy from the other night, the one we assigned at Calvino house says something is going on in there?”“Yeah?”“that was about a half hour ago.”“Fuck,” I sigh, running a hand through my hair. I knew Calvino would try to rally other Don’s to support his claim that I kidnapped his daughter.Cesare nods.“Then it has to be a power grab. Someone must know something,and Calvino is stupid to fall for it, Cesare.”“I have turned this city upside down, Ales. I even tracked down his right hand Parisi Rizzo.”That name is a blast from the past. “Fuck, Cesare. I didn’t even know he was still breathing.”“Alive and barely kicking, but yes, he’s still around.”“And you went to see him, why?”“Leave no stone unturned, you said.”“Who knows? Calvino did wipe out his son-in-law and his grandchildren.” He laughs.“Yeah, but he hated them even more than we did.”Maximo nods his agreeme
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LORENA I rifle through the cupboards of the medical room as quickly as I can before someone catches me. When I open the cupboard above my head, a roll of bandages falls out, bouncing off my head onto the floor.Dammit. I’m sure I saw some in here. I know I did because I wondered why the hell Alest even had them in his house. Chasing after the errant bandage, I wrack my brain to recall which cupboard they were in.I’ve hardly been in this room lately. I don’t know if that’s because Alessandro’s men are no longer her and the resident doctor is not around at the moment or whether it has anything to do with Gulio’s return. I spend my days reading or walking the grounds — and mostly avoiding Gulio. But I spend every night in Ales’s bed and occasional afternoons in his office where he fucks me over and over again, no longer giving me any of the warmth or affection that I was becoming used to. Currently that seems to be the only service I provide and whenever that fact starts to make me
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LORENA I can’t remember a time in my life when those two words were said and the outcome was good. But that’s what Gulio asked me to do, and with limited other options, that’s exactly what I did. And that is why at almost midnight, I am following him to God knows where.I’d just dealt with a particularly nasty period of morning sickness.Although why they call it that when it lasts all goddamn freaking day, I don’t know — when he knocked on Alessandro’s bedroom door where I was staying and told me it was time.“How the hell do you expect to get us out of here without anyone noticing, Gulio?” I snap, fueled by irritation and fear as he leads me down a hallway I’ve never seen before. This house is like a goddamn maze.“My dad and Cesare are out tonight. Now is the perfect time.”“But there are guards everywhere,” I remind him.“Not down here though,” he says with a mischievous grin. “I used to sneak out this way all the time when I was younger and in highschool It’s a secret entrance.
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ALESSANDRO “Go and wait in my study. I’ll deal with you later,” I snap, to Gulio never taking my eyes off her. And her stare does not waver either. So, he stands, blinking, looking angry.“And this one?” Cesare asks.“Take her to the guest room. The one in the east wing,” I say furiously through clenched teeth, my rage palpable in every single word I say.“I’m s-sorry,” she mumbles, but I don’t acknowledge her.“Follow me,” Cesare says and begins to walk down the hallway, with her dragging her feet behind him.When I found out she was not in the house through the indoor cameras, I thought she had been taken away and came back and ordered the Guards to search the compound.Calling Cesare to check perimeters of the house not finding them Calling Zia asking if she was with her Zia saying no increased my frustrations only to find out she tried to escape with Gulio. Now to deal with Gulio.The door to my study almost comes off its hinges with the force as I burst inside to confront my
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LORENA As I came downstairs from the east wing of the house to get something to eat. Still not telling Alessandro that I'm pregnant, I heard him make a call.“Hello?”“Calvino.” A shiver ran down my spine as I crept closer to the threshold, trying to make sense of what this meant and the familiar voice. “I heard you're running from the Yakuza. Good luck,” Alessandro spoke. My Father on the other side of the phone call, Ales had him on speaker, because I could hear him clearly.“Somehow I have a feeling you didn’t call me to congratulate me on leaving my creditors high and dry, Moravia.”I knew it. It was dad. But how did Alessandro get his number?And I have been in the Calvino mansion not knowing if my family needed help.Glancing around, I ensured none of my Ales’s men lingered around before pressing my ear against the cool wooden door. I didn’t want to miss a single world.“You’re right,” he drawled, his deep voice cold. Indifferent. “Honestly, what do you want?I have no time for
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LORENAWalking to the garage with Simona felt like I was walking on eggshells, I heard my heart beating so fast.As she walked closer to the car“ Don't worry,” she said without look back at me, “ he knows we went out together” As we left the gate of the castello, I was feeling weary about going with her.“ I'm so sorry I tried my best to leave, he just wouldn't let me” I tried to reason with her.“ It's okay she replied he would get tired of you eventually, after the stunt you pulled I'm sure he wouldn't want to be holding a woman hostage that's not who he is” she said to me sounding like a woman infatuated with the image of a man she built in her head.As we got the the coffee shop down the street called Oscar's Oscar’s is small and unassuming. Its walls are dark timber paneling with big green–glass pendant lights hanging low over oversized chocolate leather lounges that have coloured scatter cushions all over them. Big wooden coffee tables adorn the center of each setting. The c
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LORENAWalking to the garage with Simona felt like I was walking on eggshells, I heard my heart beating so fast.As she walked closer to the car“ Don't worry,” she said without look back at me, “ he knows we went out together” As we left the gate of the castello, I was feeling weary about going with her.“ I'm so sorry I tried my best to leave, he just wouldn't let me” I tried to reason with her.“ It's okay she replied he would get tired of you eventually, after the stunt you pulled I'm sure he wouldn't want to be holding a woman hostage that's not who he is” she said to me sounding like a woman infatuated with the image of a man she built in her head.As we got the the coffee shop down the street called Oscar's Oscar’s is small and unassuming. Its walls are dark timber paneling with big green–glass pendant lights hanging low over oversized chocolate leather lounges that have coloured scatter cushions all over them. Big wooden coffee tables adorn the center of each setting. The c
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LORENA A knock sounds downstairs, and I flinch, but it’s entirely due to fear. It’s still late afternoon, so I thought I had more time to tidy up the cottage, but maybe Alessandro missed me so much that he came early and will save me from papa’s plan.At least, that’s what I choose to believe as I slip into a robe and wrap the belt around me. I practically fly down the stairs and throw the door open with a huge grin on my face.I’m about to jump him in a hug, but I freeze.It’s not Ales who’s standing in front of the door.Not even close. A henchman looks at me without a change of expression, his hands balled into fists on either side of him and his face hard.“ I'm Giuseppe a guard of your father here to take you.” he declaredAs I took a step back he took a step into that house. “ I was told to deliver the news to you and if you didn't change your mind I should bring you in by any means possible.”Oh, shit.ShitHe walks around the place, checking power sockets, beneath the sofa
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LORENASaying goodbye is the most bittersweet process I’ve ever gone through.Cesare he told me to not die out there until he gets to the bottom of this, which was the giant’s way of asking me to stay, I guess. He continued to watch me with narrowed eyes after he gave Ales the keys to the cottage that I’ll be staying and was genuinely upset and couldn’t understand why I wanted to leave in the first place. For me, none of this made any sense whatsoever, no matter how much I tried to explain that this life isn’t for me anymore.I married him so I guess I chose it.Gulio appeared more disappointed than angry. I think I caught him glaring at Ales, but I don’t know if it was real or if I was imagining things.Everyone else offered me best wishes, even if their expressions were turned downward.Zia hugged me goodbye and gave me a bag full of food containers as a parting gift.I had to hold back the tears as I climbed into the car Ales lent me to drive. These people have become my family,
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LORENA I’m a lost cause.I might have been staring at Ales’s sleeping face for the past hour or so, strongly refusing to look away from him.It’s such a rare occurrence to see him sleep, because I always fall asleep first but after I suggested helping him last night, he laid his head on my chest and closed his eyes.So I stroked his hair and sang to him, and we somehow both fell asleep. It was the best sleep I’ve had in ages. No nightmares, and no reminder of who I’m supposed to be.In fact, it was full of peaceful colors and Ales’s fatally beautiful face. I woke up with a smile on my lips and his erection pressed against my thigh.Our clothes and my surprisingly intact wedding dress are lying all over the floor, and we smell like each other after the bath we had together before bed.Ales held me against him, then washed and massaged every inch of my body. To say last night was the best night of my life would be an understatement.Not only did we get married, but he also made me feel
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ALESSANDRO I’m so close to coming at the feel of her hot wet mouth, but mostly, it’s due to what she said before taking me. It’s that sense of ownership that nearly matches mine.Lorena keeps eye contact as she laps her tongue around my cock, deep throats it until her face reddens, then bobs her head up and down,creating more friction with her tongue.She’s as intense as when I grab her head and face-fuck her.Usually, I’d do that, but tonight, I let her do what she wishes. I let her show me just how much she wants me. How much she wants to please me.My only hold on her is the belt that’s straining against her throat.“You’re taking me like a very good girl, Docelzza.” I stroke her cheek and then pat her head over the veil and the crown of roses.She hastens her rhythm at the praise, her hands pumping me up and down as she sucks my dick like it’s a Popsicle.“That’s it. Worship my cock, so it’s hard and ready to fuck your tight cunt.”She trembles, but she maintains her hard-core p
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ALESSANDRO I have a wife.And her name is Lorena Moravia.My perception of marriage was skewed from a young age due Gulio’s mother and it was an excruciatingly incompatible pairing.They taught me to loathe the idea of tying oneself to another person for life, which is why I’ve always viewed marriage as a possible business opportunity. Nothing more and nothing less.However, those feelings have changed dramatically since I witnessed Lorena’s ability to love wholeheartedly.She was crying nonstop. I know because I have cameras here and I’m the only one with access. What made matters worse was how she was often looking for ways to escape me.I didn’t expect much when I asked if she wanted to be my wife, but her reaction woke a foreign part of me. A strong sense of possessiveness grabbed hold of me and still refuses to let go.The room plunges into silence after Viktor escorts the civil servant out. Part because I can’t get enough of studying the woman standing in front of me, lookin
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LORENA As I open my eyes, I look at my surroundings. I'm in Ales room, it's such a man room, everything is monochrome.immediately i remember everything that happened. I check the time it's already the next day, the room opens and Zia strolls in with a tray of food.“ My dear, you fainted yesterday. I've never seen Alessandro in such a state since my husband died. May his gentle soul rest in perfect peace. He let me know that you need to eat something in order to get better so I made my famous grilled cheese and tomato soup. I'm sure you'll feel better after this meal.” She remarks as the does the sign of the cross.My mouth wobbles as I know I'm robbing her of a grandchild that's not fair to her at all. She would have been such a sweet grandmother.I start eating as she leaves the room and the doctor comes in to fix up the drip, and sits down beside me telling me “ do you know you are 3 weeks pregnant I have not said anything to him because of the doctor - patient confidentiality” s
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ALESSANDRO A touch of a hand on my chest, and my eyes snap open. Lorena’s breath brushes my side as she snuggles closer, and one of her legs comes over mine.It took us forty minutes more than I had to spare to arrive at the cafe when Simona called me to let me know she fainted, and we only got here in that time because Cesare drove at supersonic speed, narrowly avoiding a few accidents.It was still not fast enough.I spent the way here calling Simona and getting her voicemail. I really should’ve inserted a fucking tracker in her flesh. I was fooled by the false sense of security of having her by my side for weeks, so I overlooked this angle.If—when— she wakes up, I’ll put that tracker in her skin. Personally, if I have to.We got there and the ambulance already took her to the hospital. I told them to move her to my room at home, I hate feeling this way it's not an emotion I was used to feeling.“Lorena?”“Yeah?” she mumbles into my chest.“You need to get back in bed, baby.”“No. G
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LORENAWalking to the garage with Simona felt like I was walking on eggshells, I heard my heart beating so fast.As she walked closer to the car“ Don't worry,” she said without look back at me, “ he knows we went out together” As we left the gate of the castello, I was feeling weary about going with her.“ I'm so sorry I tried my best to leave, he just wouldn't let me” I tried to reason with her.“ It's okay she replied he would get tired of you eventually, after the stunt you pulled I'm sure he wouldn't want to be holding a woman hostage that's not who he is” she said to me sounding like a woman infatuated with the image of a man she built in her head.As we got the the coffee shop down the street called Oscar's Oscar’s is small and unassuming. Its walls are dark timber paneling with big green–glass pendant lights hanging low over oversized chocolate leather lounges that have coloured scatter cushions all over them. Big wooden coffee tables adorn the center of each setting. The c
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LORENAWalking to the garage with Simona felt like I was walking on eggshells, I heard my heart beating so fast.As she walked closer to the car“ Don't worry,” she said without look back at me, “ he knows we went out together” As we left the gate of the castello, I was feeling weary about going with her.“ I'm so sorry I tried my best to leave, he just wouldn't let me” I tried to reason with her.“ It's okay she replied he would get tired of you eventually, after the stunt you pulled I'm sure he wouldn't want to be holding a woman hostage that's not who he is” she said to me sounding like a woman infatuated with the image of a man she built in her head.As we got the the coffee shop down the street called Oscar's Oscar’s is small and unassuming. Its walls are dark timber paneling with big green–glass pendant lights hanging low over oversized chocolate leather lounges that have coloured scatter cushions all over them. Big wooden coffee tables adorn the center of each setting. The c
