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Chapter 70: Susanna’s pov
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My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 71: Susanna’s pov
Breathing, I find, is harder than normal today. With only two days left till the month runs out, I find it hard to concentrate on anything else. Whenever I bring it up, Zefiro tells me nothing of his plans and asks only that I trust him.I want to, but the fear is getting the best of me.“Have you never wanted a family of yours?” I ask Rizzi as I try copying Lucia’s decent carrot cuts. Though, I’d say I’m much closer to chopping off my own fingers than getting the shapes right. Zefiro’s been busy these past couple of days, barely spending time home, and I’ve been stuck with his favoured right-hand, who only lets me out of his sight when I’m not in my bedroom.Rizzi shrugs, the single grey hair on his head glinting in the light as he turns to look over Lucia’s soon who has a piece of half-chewed cake dangling from his pink fingers. “I’ve never considered it before. I’ve been devout to the Viscontis my whole life. They’re family.”“And before that?”He has an irritated look on his face
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Zefiro’s hand on the small of my back feels like a brand and I hate it as much as I hate him right now. The cool air hitting my lungs makes me choke and my heels scrape against the floors as I refuse yet another step forward.I had been silent the entire night, refusing to fall into the despair that awaited me in the dark. Refusing to believe still that he would take me back. But I had awoken this morning to a midnight green dress and a pair of heels laid out for me and balked from it. I wore the dress and hated how pretty it looked on my skin, hated how much my body had filled out again, hated the color that returned to my skin and the light he had brought back to my eyes.Lucia had fussed over me with quick fingers, curling my hair into perfect waves, brushing color onto my cheeks like it would matter when Jaxon slams his fist into it. I hated her for it. Hated the woman in the mirror looking back at me, hated the high slit in the dress that exposed my legs, the strappy golden heels
Last Updated : 2025-01-19My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 73: Susanna’s pov
We’re taken to a different section of the casino, led by a couple of guards, and my heart breaks with every step we take forward, every sob that tears from my lips and Zefiro’s glaring indifference. He only cuts me a look back, once, and it is one of annoyance when my crying begins to echo.Why then? Why bring me out of here, try to make me better, get me out of that dark place only to bring me back? Why save my life? A bullet hole is still in his shoulder from taking a shot meant for me. It’s barely even healed and he’s handing me over to the enemy? My thoughts are in complete disarray and it only makes me more frantic.At long last, we reach a smooth metal door down a sleek, gray corridor, far from the music and more on the officiated, sophisticated part of it and I am shoved in, yet again, half stumbling into the large, dimly lit room.Gazes…too many flit in our direction and I seize completely.A long table large enough to fit a group of thirty runs along the room. There are two s
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I earn a moment’s reprieve when Zaytsev proposes a vote and Petrovich snarls at him, promising him murder and the fingers of his wife. Zaytsev doesn’t take that very well and snarls right back, half out of his chair.“It would seem there is a general dissent in the ranks,” Zefiro finally speaks, his voice cutting through the low murmur of the room for the first time and though, not many on our side like his input very much, they do not disagree with him.He toys with the glass of water, looking between the two brothers obviously out for each other’s blood. “Rather than spilling blood, a vote would be the wise choice. Though, I propose the vote not be on who gets the seat, but rather on whether or not the position of Pakhan should be contested for, at all.” He inclines his head towards Petrovich. “That way, you know who’s been whispering behind your back or who is truly loyal. You win, you get to kill them.” And to Zaytsev he murmurs, “And you just might get the opportunity to make a g
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More shots ring through the hall and screams follow, with scrambling feet and scraping chairs. The singer's voice falters and wobbles, before ceasing altogether. The adept fingers on the piano, however, doesn't stop. I stare at Jaxon for a time. From his lifeless blue eyes, the blood pouring from the top of his head, from his chin onto my hands, my clothes. A subtle tremble begins from the core of my being, from the core of where the woman in me resides, spreading out until my fingers are cold, numb and filled with tremors. An arm lands on my shoulder, pulling me off Jaxon and I thrash against it, finding it difficult to aim, to keep the gun in my grasp. I just killed him. "Relax," Rizzi grunts against my ear. "It's about to get bloodier. We need to get you out of here." My gaze veers right and my stomach churns. Petrovich has a bullet between his brows, and his head hangs from an awkward angle of the chair's back. The woman who had b
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The door on my left swings open and the little pockets of air I’ve selfishly gulped down my throat vanishes as Zefiro slides in beside me.My nails prick the leather of the backseat and a white handkerchief lands in my thigh. My fingers squeeze the silken material, unsure if it is meant for the blood or my tears and I let myself glance left. There is blood on his sleeves.“You could’ve told me.” My voice cracks on the last word.His head cocks, but his gaze remains out the window. “I did.” When his brown eyes find mine, there is fire alive in them…and hurt. “You’ll never trust me, will you?”“I—I was…I d—didn’t…I just—“He shakes his head and laughs a little, dark curls caressing his high cheekbones. “You have no idea the lengths I would go, the depravities I would commit to protect you. And if I could, I would carry your pain and scars, wear them with pride so you never have to. I would give—have given—everything. I have killed for you, bled for you, gone to war with myself, my worl
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The door on my left swings open and the little pockets of air I’ve selfishly gulped down my throat vanishes as Zefiro slides in beside me.My nails prick the leather of the backseat and a white handkerchief lands in my thigh. My fingers squeeze the silken material, unsure if it is meant for the blood or my tears and I let myself glance left. There is blood on his sleeves.“You could’ve told me.” My voice cracks on the last word.His head cocks, but his gaze remains out the window. “I did.” When his brown eyes find mine, there is fire alive in them…and hurt. “You’ll never trust me, will you?”“I—I was…I d—didn’t…I just—“He shakes his head and laughs a little, dark curls caressing his high cheekbones. “You have no idea the lengths I would go, the depravities I would commit to protect you. And if I could, I would carry your pain and scars, wear them with pride so you never have to. I would give—have given—everything. I have killed for you, bled for you, gone to war with myself, my worl
My Neighbour's Wife 75: Susanna’s pov
More shots ring through the hall and screams follow, with scrambling feet and scraping chairs. The singer's voice falters and wobbles, before ceasing altogether. The adept fingers on the piano, however, doesn't stop. I stare at Jaxon for a time. From his lifeless blue eyes, the blood pouring from the top of his head, from his chin onto my hands, my clothes. A subtle tremble begins from the core of my being, from the core of where the woman in me resides, spreading out until my fingers are cold, numb and filled with tremors. An arm lands on my shoulder, pulling me off Jaxon and I thrash against it, finding it difficult to aim, to keep the gun in my grasp. I just killed him. "Relax," Rizzi grunts against my ear. "It's about to get bloodier. We need to get you out of here." My gaze veers right and my stomach churns. Petrovich has a bullet between his brows, and his head hangs from an awkward angle of the chair's back. The woman who had b
My Neighbour's Wife 74: Susanna’s pov
I earn a moment’s reprieve when Zaytsev proposes a vote and Petrovich snarls at him, promising him murder and the fingers of his wife. Zaytsev doesn’t take that very well and snarls right back, half out of his chair.“It would seem there is a general dissent in the ranks,” Zefiro finally speaks, his voice cutting through the low murmur of the room for the first time and though, not many on our side like his input very much, they do not disagree with him.He toys with the glass of water, looking between the two brothers obviously out for each other’s blood. “Rather than spilling blood, a vote would be the wise choice. Though, I propose the vote not be on who gets the seat, but rather on whether or not the position of Pakhan should be contested for, at all.” He inclines his head towards Petrovich. “That way, you know who’s been whispering behind your back or who is truly loyal. You win, you get to kill them.” And to Zaytsev he murmurs, “And you just might get the opportunity to make a g
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 73: Susanna’s pov
We’re taken to a different section of the casino, led by a couple of guards, and my heart breaks with every step we take forward, every sob that tears from my lips and Zefiro’s glaring indifference. He only cuts me a look back, once, and it is one of annoyance when my crying begins to echo.Why then? Why bring me out of here, try to make me better, get me out of that dark place only to bring me back? Why save my life? A bullet hole is still in his shoulder from taking a shot meant for me. It’s barely even healed and he’s handing me over to the enemy? My thoughts are in complete disarray and it only makes me more frantic.At long last, we reach a smooth metal door down a sleek, gray corridor, far from the music and more on the officiated, sophisticated part of it and I am shoved in, yet again, half stumbling into the large, dimly lit room.Gazes…too many flit in our direction and I seize completely.A long table large enough to fit a group of thirty runs along the room. There are two s
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 72: Susanna’s pov
Zefiro’s hand on the small of my back feels like a brand and I hate it as much as I hate him right now. The cool air hitting my lungs makes me choke and my heels scrape against the floors as I refuse yet another step forward.I had been silent the entire night, refusing to fall into the despair that awaited me in the dark. Refusing to believe still that he would take me back. But I had awoken this morning to a midnight green dress and a pair of heels laid out for me and balked from it. I wore the dress and hated how pretty it looked on my skin, hated how much my body had filled out again, hated the color that returned to my skin and the light he had brought back to my eyes.Lucia had fussed over me with quick fingers, curling my hair into perfect waves, brushing color onto my cheeks like it would matter when Jaxon slams his fist into it. I hated her for it. Hated the woman in the mirror looking back at me, hated the high slit in the dress that exposed my legs, the strappy golden heels
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 71: Susanna’s pov
Breathing, I find, is harder than normal today. With only two days left till the month runs out, I find it hard to concentrate on anything else. Whenever I bring it up, Zefiro tells me nothing of his plans and asks only that I trust him.I want to, but the fear is getting the best of me.“Have you never wanted a family of yours?” I ask Rizzi as I try copying Lucia’s decent carrot cuts. Though, I’d say I’m much closer to chopping off my own fingers than getting the shapes right. Zefiro’s been busy these past couple of days, barely spending time home, and I’ve been stuck with his favoured right-hand, who only lets me out of his sight when I’m not in my bedroom.Rizzi shrugs, the single grey hair on his head glinting in the light as he turns to look over Lucia’s soon who has a piece of half-chewed cake dangling from his pink fingers. “I’ve never considered it before. I’ve been devout to the Viscontis my whole life. They’re family.”“And before that?”He has an irritated look on his face
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 70: Susanna’s pov
His breathing becomes ragged, the slightest catch of his breath, the subtlest moan in the back of his throat. Has there ever been a more beautiful sound than this?Bracing, I reach back, guiding him into the entrance of my body.Trust. I trust him way more than I trust myself. I widen my thighs and take in the first inch of him.Zefiro gasps from shock or pleasure, I can’t tell. He holds my hips is his vise-like grip and watches the tight movement of my hips against his. I roll them, breathing hard. He’s always been a tight fit, but I had somehow forgotten. He pulses against my seams, hissing sharply. I rise until I have but his tip at my entrance, and holding his stare, I drive back down, hard, taking in all of him at once. His hips buck and a sound so guttural, it almost seems distorted expels from him.I moan in pleasure, whimper in pain and shut my eyes in the joint ecstasy of both. No. I’m not the same woman I had been before them. They created something else entirely. I will n
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 69: Susanna’s pov
My fingers thrust into his hair and he grunts his approval as he licks every inch of my bundled nerves, parting my folds with his silky, hot tongue. I scream when he nips at me, tugging at his hair tight enough to hurt, but he licks the ache away until my hips begin to undulate.He moves lower and pushing his tongue all the way in. Moans, deep and guttural, escape the back of my throat. I feel wanton, erotic, beautiful, even womanly as he opens me up with his mouth. He lavishes me, teasing me with his lips and tongue. It feels like every drop of blood in me body has pooled in her clitoris. I could die if I don’t come soon. My moans turning into pleas at the unbearable ache..But then he increases the pressure, pushing in two fingers and rubs my soft inner walls. My head drops back against the couch, my mouth watering while he masters me with his mouth. Possesses me. With his fingers his spreads me so wide, exposing me wholly to himself. I want to scramble back and hide. But there is n
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 68: Susanna’s pov
My eyes snap open, heart pounding in quick beats. Bile fills my mouth and I swivel, breathing deeply through my nose to keep my dinner down. It takes a few blinks to realize I’m not in a cage, being tugged by a collar. My stomach churns and I stagger off the bed, in need of some air. A soft snore catches my attention from the left and I find Zefiro by the couch. I halt, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest, the slight part of his lips, his disheveled hair and askew tie. My feet shuffle across, curiosity overpowering the nausea in my gut. He’s bigger than the couch and I know his neck and back must hurt from half-lying, half-falling from it. I lower into a crouch by his side, peering for longer than I know I should. It’s that... I’ve never seen him asleep before. I had no idea he could ever look so...harmless.My eyes lower to his knuckles. They’re busted, like he’d spent the whole evening beating the shit out of an unlucky fellow and re
