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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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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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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 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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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 “Play the footage.” The fury was Arctic cold in my veins.3 years ago“Oh my God, Lorena. Are you-” Vomiting sounds came through, followed by throwing up. Confusion hit me. Was she sick? “Are you pregnant?”“I’m done, Ella.” Lorena’s voice shook. I was the worst bastard. There was my confirmation that Matteo was mine. No wonder she hated my guts. She should. I wouldn’t blame her if she killed me; I would let her, too. “I’m done being everyone’s pawn. I’m leaving tonight.”“But your Father-”“Will have me killed, one way or the other. He already controls my inheritance. And that’s not enough for him. He’s going to sell us. We have to run.”“Does Alessandro know about the pregnancy?”A bitter laugh came through the air. “I was going to tell him at dinner.”“You could call him.”“I never want to see him again. As far as I’m concerned, they can all kill each other. I’m leaving and never looking back.”“Are you sure?”“Absolutely.”“Your uncle and the Santos family will hunt u
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ALESSANDRO “On our way to an annulment. You know the definition of annulment? Marriage never happened. So please, for the love of God, stop saying you are my husband.”She turned her back to leave when I grabbed her forearm, getting into her face. “You can’t go out looking like that!” I growled low.“You just said I looked stunning. What is your problem, Ales?” she hissed. “Just because you dragged me back to get what you wanted, it doesn’t mean my life stops. I have things to take care of. So please don’t make this more difficult.”“What things?” The moment I asked, I could see on her face she regretted her words.“Let go of me, Alessandro.” She tugged on her arm, trying to get the grip loosened. Her skin flushed and there was a hint of panic in her eyes.“Where?”“Where what?”“Where are you going?”“None of your business.”“One of my drivers will take you.”“No.”“Yes.”“No.”“Yes, end of discussion. Otherwise, you are going nowhere.” I have had enough of her rebellion. “I won
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ALESSANDRO “ Her grandparents asked my family if they would take care of his granddaughter in the event anything happened to him and his wife.my Zio(uncle)agreed. Two days later they were both dead. She said she fought Calvino for guardianship of Lorena, but failed. Since then, she kept an eye on her whenever she could.”“Did they die before or after your uncle?”“Her folks died a few months before.”“Is there a connection?”“If there is one, my aunt didn’t bring it up.” Although, I had to admit it, there seemed to be a lot of connections between Lorena’s family and mine. Even without taking our marriage into account. “I think you are right,” Enzo agreed. “Lorena’s value to Calvino was big enough for him to kill and go after the Moravia family if your aunt tried to get Lorena under her protection. Just think, she was the promised damsel, worth millions from her mother’s side and combine that with her pedigree and beauty…”He didn’t have to finish. My wife suffered under her famil
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ALESSANDRO Obviously, Lorena had men too. She had no issues taking it all the way. After all, she got knocked up. Jealousy burned through my veins that she’d care about another man so much to have his child. When we got married, she insisted on not having children. It would seem she just didn’t want them with me.Who was the father? I already had Massimo digging for a name. The girls’ passports and Matteo’s were all fake, high quality fake passports.Could we somehow overcome the fact that I tried to fuck a number of faceless, nameless women trying to get over her? Could I get over the fact she had another man’s baby?These were some large obstacles. Not to mention the trust issues we both had.“Did you get the name of the kid’s father yet?” Lorena’s question pulled me out of my thousand questions.“What makes you think I’m looking for the name?”He laughed. “I know you, Alessandro. You are digging for that shit like your life depends on it.”I took a deep breath. There was no sens
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ALESSANDRO “How is it going with your wife?” Enzo questioned me. After getting his shipment back yesterday and our dinner, we all went our own ways. We had legitimate businesses to run, and not so legitimate ones. More importantly, I wanted to work on my marriage to Lorena as well as getting a security detail to keep her protected from Santos Snr and Santos jnr and her family.My eyes have been locked on the view outside my window where Lorena played with Matteo and Ella in the pool. She didn’t know I was back home. Her carefree laugh carried through the open window, and I watched her hold Matteo by his waist, teaching him to swim.My aunt, Matteo and Lorena spent yesterday afternoon at the beach. When they got back, they both decided it was time for Matteo to learn how to swim. Hence today, Lorena, Ella, and my Zia dedicated all their day to swimming lessons.“You are doing it,” her happy voice carried through the breeze, amidst the water splashing. “Good job, baby.”“Sì, Matteo.
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LORENA Both his hands pushed under my ass and he lifted my hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my ass as he fucked me with his tongue. It was as if he needed me on his tongue, something reverent in the way he was devouring me.“Oh. My. God.” I moaned, digging my hands into his thick, dark hair, his name slipping from my lips as his tongue swirled over my clit before sucking. “Alessandro ,” I breathed. “More. Oh, God. Please.”His deep noises as he devoured me drove me crazy with lust. I peeled my eyes open and met his smoldering gaze, burning me with his own heat. He watched me as he lapped me steadily, fingering me faster and harder, until I was wanton putty under his touch.In and out. In and out. Loud moans echoed through the silence of the night, as I rocked my hips against his face shamelessly. His one hand reached up and pinched my swollen clit, then immediately brushed his tongue over it.“Fuck.” Pleasure rippled through me, my core shaking as my husband conti
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LORENA He had on jeans and an unbuttoned white shirt. He must have pulled them on when he went searching for me. Or maybe he had some business to take care of. It didn’t matter.Pushing his shirt off of his shoulders, I let it fall soundlessly onto the floor and his magnificent chest on full display. I pressed a kiss to his lips and closed my eyes, savoring the taste of him, committing it to memory. His heart jackhammered under my touch, matching my own pulse.Nobody before him ever compared. And there would be nobody after him - ever. I trailed my lips over his tanned olive skin, down his neck. My hands reached for his belt, my fingers fumbling with it and his jean buttons, eager to get rid of his clothes. Soon his pants followed the pile of clothes discarded on the floor. I continued the trail down his chiseled abs.He might have been forty, much older than me, but nobody could deny Alessandro had a body of a god. I nudged him backwards. With each step he took, I took a step f
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LORENA Giving Ella a side glance, I nodded. We’d be ready to run tomorrow night, after we killed my mother and father. She lifted herself onto her feet, and I followed her suit. Zia was too old to try and sit down at the edge of the pool.“Goodnight, Zia,” she muttered and leaned over to place a kiss onto her wrinkled cheek. It was her goodbye. She left both of us behind as she went into the house.“We both have jet lag,” I answered her earlier question. “We couldn’t sleep.” My lies were bitter. “Matteo had a good time at the beach.”It was my attempt to change the course of our discussion.“He is a good boy,” I murmured, smiling. Talking about him always made him smile.At least Zia loved him. Even not knowing Matteo was Moravia , both Alessandro and Zia were good to him. Once they got their confirmation, I knew without a doubt Matteo would be loved and protected. Zia loved him already.“Zia, can you promise me something?”“What’s that, daughter?”My throat was squeezing, making i
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LORENA I headed downstairs, to the pool area where I told Ella to meet me. The moment I stepped outside, the cool September air hit my flushed face. For a moment, I halted my step, closed my eyes, and listened to the stillness of the night while the air cooled my hot skin. If only I could freeze time and leave us in this cocoon. It might not be a realistic cocoon, but it was better than the reality.I opened my eyes and noted Ella already seated by the pool, waiting for me, her small frame sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet dangling off of it.“Hey,” I greeted her and sat down next to her, mirroring her position.Throwing me a side glance, she gave me a small smile. “You look like you tumbled through bedsheets with a certain husband of yours.” Her shoulder nudged me lightly, her tone teasing.I rolled my eyes. “Didn’t you tell me to take advantage of the fact that I was under the same roof as him?”A soft chuckle escaped her. “I sure did, although I didn’t think you’d ta
