It's been a week since we moved. Things have been easier since then. Ramon is more relaxed here as if changing the place, he has traded himself as well. He looks more at peace, less paranoid, and even takes me to walk in the park during the sunset as promised he has decreased my doses of medicine as well, though doctor mill didn't make an appearance. Ramon informed me that Dr. Mills will no longer be my doctor. And provided me with two reasons for that. First is his medicines, which Ramon says were not good, as they were tiring me out and he increased the doses even though it was not needed. And I agree with this reason. Because since we moved and the new medicines I am taking, I don't feel as tired as I use to with his medicines, and second Dr. Lucia is a lot friendlier than Dr. Mills. And the second reason is that moving places, sometimes we leave people behind as well. And like always, I didn't ask more from him. I never do and I am not starting now, and also thin
There is a pin-drop silence in the room as I once again enter the room. and might I add it was not normal, I all but ran all the way here? I was in the kitchen when I heard glass shatter and, and the sound of a band as if something was dried heavily on the desk. Worried that Lucinao might be once again destroying his office, something he does when he is frustrated, it's his way of blowing his steam off. And despite having no problem with this habit, I get worried. Worried that he might hurt himself. But when I enter the room, for a second I feel the ground slip under me. My hands twitch beside me, and I want to rub my face to make sure that what I looking at is real. The situation is very serious but I am sure I am looking quite comical as I look at the scene in front of me with my eyes liking and mouth open in a gasp. I am looking like a fool and care least about it right now care about the fact that I ran bare deleted with my hands covered in dough and an apron over
Sierra's POV " She is alive." is the first thing that leaves dried lips of Stefano. He looks vulnerable and lost weight but still looks as lethal as he ever was, nothing about his hunched shoulders should make anyone think that he can take him down, the site in his eyes, with which he is looking at his brother for answers tells that Stefano Valentino is back. And if there is even one present chance that my sister is alive, this man is going to break hell but will find her at any cost. And no matter how insecure I feel about her, I wish there is a 200 percent chance that my sister is alive. I want her back. She is the only family I have left. The only family that I can hope is alive. For a fleeting time, the Russians gave me hope that my father is alive and there are chances that my mother is also. But they were just lies. Luciano digs the six feet of ground but we found nothing just some shady skeletons of Russians. Which was of no use. Now we rule Russia, Uncle doe
As much as the thought of moving to a new place leaves me cold feet. I can never thank Ramon enough for bringing me here. I don't know exactly where we are but when asked Ramon he told me we are in Costa Rica. He tells me it's a country in Southern America known for its rich biodiversity and coffee. The place is everything you wish to see when you think of vacation. Water as far as your eyes reach surrounded by trees, and most of them are long palm trees, serenity, and just by being here you can feel a thrill surge through your veins. I also love the place we are living in. It's a small wooden cabin. Nothing very fancy but it's cozy and I love being here. As much as I feel anxiety being ear people, people here are amazing I love observing them when I see them, they are full of life, and know how to make life joyous and full of amazing adventures. Just by stepping foot in this country, I can feel the energy surging through my body. It's been only a day here and I am alr
I swirl on my chair as I watch my husband type furiously something on his laptop. With a cup of coffee in my hand, I watch him looking sexy as hell as his jaw tightens because of him being so focused. There is something about men rubbing their jaw which being concentrated is so sexy and torturous for a woman that it should be made illegal for them to do this in their presence. Argh!!! how much do I want to be the one rubbing his jaw? But no matter how erratic my thoughts are, I don't dare to act on them. It's not about sex, there were many times in our relationship when I initiated sex, and it an about doing it now when I know how I feel about him. I lick my lips as my eyes read every feature of my husband. His black eyes, slightly thick eyebrows but in perfect shape, the little subtle on his jaw that he never shaves, and believe me I am thankful that he doesn't, and his lips. Duck those lines are softer and luthier than mine, sometimes I just want to play with them an
I squealed as one second I was on his lap and the second, I am bent over his desk, my face pressed on it, while he removed everything off the table. His hands were right around my throat but allowed me the freedom to breathe. The desire and passion I was feeling earlier, increased to ten folds and everywhere Luce was touching me was leaving me hot and burning. " Some nerve you have demanding things wife. "his face was close to my ear as he whispered the words into my ears, while his other hand hiked my skirt. I had to rub my legs to spot the itch. I am feeling. I have words I know that can rile him up, and I can get what I yearned for, but when Luciano Valentino has the authorities in his hand, my body is not mine, it becomes him to do whatever pleases him. " I don't even understand why you bother wearing this flimsy piece of clothing when they do nothing to hide what they are supposed to. " he finishes off his sentence with a tear of cloth, I was when I see my pant
We were on edge and like time has stopped Luce took all his time playing with my body before he bent me over the desk again and in one thrust he was inside me. I screamed. And didn't care who is going to listen to me. My mind is too occupied responding to the sensation of being stretched, to care about anything else. " Your pussy takes me so well every time." his words came out horse and can hear him holding a groan wanting to leave put his lips. Submitting to his dominant side, he starts trusting and fast, the empty office is filled with the sound of the old to-and-fro clock doing the tik-tok, our breaths, and skin slapping against each other. My eyes fixed on the mirror, watching enviously at a drop of sweat trailing down his throat, following the path between his lean muscle, it should be tongue, not this freaking sweat. I want to lick him and trail my tongue all over his body. " Fuck it feels so good, your pussy, fuck fyck!!!!" his words and my moans sinks like a
TIARA'S POV I am being watched. I know nothing is surprising about it. I have said this thing multiple times. But that's the difference, I have always had this feeling that somehow Ramon is keeping eyes on me, even when he is not at the house. And secondly, that's just a feeling I get. There is no proof that it's true, and that I am being watched. Whereas this time I know and saw the man who is keeping an eye on me. He thinks he is blending well with the crowd but where I live in Costa Rica, there are not a lot of people around our house. Ramon made sure that he chose a less crowded house and the neighborhood almost doesn't exist. Because he knows my anxiety around people and strangers especially. Not only that I may be not very comfortable interacting with the few neighbors that I have but there is no denying that I have my own time in the nook of the widow, I observe every one of them, who live around me. And never in two weeks have I seen this man. There is a chan
Life never had been this beautiful. Yeah, year's ago I didn't though I would be here, with Stefano Valentino. But life is unpredictable. And I came to know of it the hard way. " You look beautiful. " I turn to see the love of my life my husband standing behind me in his signature black tix, I am wearing a matching black silk dress with a diamond necklace that has a black emerald in the middle. The ears had small diamond studs. My hair was clean straight, mid parted. Makeup minimum, giving me those businesswoman wives. And I am loving the look of the confident boss woman that I pulled. From the mirror I see Stefano walk towards me his hands wrap around my waist and he places a small kiss on my makes shoulder as the dress is off his shoulder. I close my eyes and Savour his touch on my skin, the beautiful, exotic tingle run through my body, and I smile. " you look ravishing as well. " I turn and wound my hands around his neck, standing on my tiptoes, I place a
3 months later __________________" Lucas, you better tell your dog to stay away from the kitchen!!!" I scream at him as his whole focus is fixed on the football match going on the television. " I am craving chocolates. " Celina grew taking a seat beside her brother and takes a mouthful of the popcorn that he has been eating less and scattering before she looks me with those pleading eyes. I sigh and look at her before looking at her stomach, she is four months pregnant, and as much as I love the fact that my brother is soon going to be a father, I am done with her craving. She is keeping the whole house on their toes. She is moody snappy, suddenly too happy, and always hungry, I don't know what I am to do with these cravings when all I want to do sometimes is scream in frustration, and sometimes I think, I am gonna go bald if I keep tugging my hairs like this. " here is chocolate muffins for your and a hot chocolate with marshmallows. " I turn and give a thankful l
"Because if he wanted I could have everything that I wanted but no he never fuckimg wanted my dreams to be fulfilled. Always told that I am better away from this life. " he spat looking into my eyes, his hold on the gun tightening everyone else in the room was looking at me emotionless, except for Jaxon who is looking broke. " I don't understand. " I whispered because I genuinely don't do. " A position that the Italians never gave me. Russians offered. But that came with a price. The price was a SAW file. " frowning I look at him, Jaxon and I shared a confused look. " What are you talking about Dad? " it was Jaxon who asked this time. It's like both of us had several questions that we wanted answers to. Because if we are dying today at least we will die in peace knowing all the truth. " The Russians offered me to be their right hand but they wanted the SAW file, the file had all the secrets of the Italian mafia sealed in it. Something that could have destroyed t
Tiara's POV I winced hearing my uncle scream and look at my brother and my heart breaks as he look at his father as if he is looking at a stranger. I can read the look because I had the same look when I saw him there at the hospital.A complete starter. No one that I knew or want to know. " I wasn't the king. Your uncle was and I fucking wanted to be. I wanted to be the king. " he roared again and with both surprise and shock I looked at him. His eyes snapped towards mine, there was animalistic rage in his eyes, a look that made me cower away when he walked towards me, " Your father, he never wanted to be in this, he wanted to play family, and yet people gave him everything that I wanted and dreamed about to him on a fucking platter. " he is angry because my father was the right-hand man of the Italian mafia. Breathing hard he continued, " And what did your father do, he left everything and ran away with your mother. Disrespecting something so valuable. And yet thes
I never liked battles. Blood, violence, chaos, all these were some of the words I hated in one sentence. The reason for it being me is love peace and happiness because that is all I saw while growing up. I had parents with the kindest heart. They used to charity, help the needy and we're always someone who likes being away from any kind of violence. Then Rafe came into our lives and that night, everything changed. I came to know I was living in a bubble, surrounded by people, I deemed fit in my comfort zone, then suddenly that bubble burst and I realize it was all a dream and life woke me with the biggest jolt of my life. It not only shook me but life around me. Everything changed and realized just outside the little bubble I was living in there was a war going on my kindest parents were a part of that war and so was me now. I tried escaping the war, I wanted no part in it, but somehow, I found myself standing in the middle of it. But I kept trying, I trie
" Tia, did you take your medicine?" I turn towards the source of the voice. In front of me stands the only man I know. Ramon is standing in front of me as I curl more into the couch I am lying on, he has a worried look on his face. His signature glasses are off his face and in his hands.I glance at him and the small bottle he had in his hand, he looks between me and the bottle. While I try to register what he asked. He asked me if I took the pill. Feeling exhausted all the time, it is difficult for me to process things, I take time, but when his question sinks, I look at him with heavy eyes and nod. Talking is too much for my always fatigued self. I like answering with my features than words, they are easier. Ramin sighs heavily and then takes place on the same couch as me, near my foot. He brings my feet onto his lap and starts massaging them. Once again like all the time, for a snap of seconds, I feel rattled and pull away from his hold but the feeling goes no s
Tiara's POV " He helped Ramon kidnap me. " I told the bitter truth with my throat clogging. He opened his mouth but before he can utter anything we heard a sound to see Jaxon and Celina standing at the door. Where Celina looked both shocked and happy. Jaxon seems lost. Celina rams straight towards me, and engulfs me in her arms, " I missed you. " I hugged her back, holding her in my arms, it all feels real. I feel like I am back home. They are home. But when I look at my brother, I am not sure how I am feeling. I would be honest, a part of me suspects that he is working with his father. How can he not, he is the father. Is he also a snake? And seems like, he read the suspicion in my eyes. " Dad would never do such a thing. " When I thought he would explain himself, he did the exact opposite, he defended him. He looks, at my accusation of his father hurt, " Have you forgotten T, he is the one who took you under his wings when you had nothing left
God has his way of working things up. One moment someone might think that they are at the top of the world but the very next month, they may realize that they are dying. I know I am no saint to talk about this and all. But I can be sure that I am also not someone who ever hurt someone innocent. I was a good human. Helped those who were in need, those fed who can't afford food. And was kind to others. Maybe today I got the reward for all that. As I watch my enemy pacing around me, I know I had walked myself into a fox's have, this can be my end, or his. Whatever game he was playing till now, has now come to its end and it's now time whether I am winning or I am losing, but what I am sure of is, I am not going without a fight. The reason I smile at my enemy is when he gives me a cup of my favorite cup of iced coffee. Ramon Morettii. There were many men in my life, and I hated them. Till now Rafe Giovanni topped the list but today someone threw him from his
Yesterday was one of the most peaceful, months, she was still a stranger but peace was there. I wish I could have stopped the time, she wanted to stay more than her I wanted her to stay. But I had to let her go, I had no choice. If she would have stayed a second more, I would have had all my control and would have been higher, the way she was sitting in front of me, and the little trust she showed me, even though I am a stranger to her. Tiara doesn't know but that was the biggest hope for me. A hope that soon I will have my kitten back. Soon kitten. Just keep your faith. I wish I could have told her how much I love them, how much I want her to be by my side. How much I love it. How much my heart ached for her. I want to tell her everything and anything that I want to. I once again want to hold her in my arms, from dusk to dawn, I want her natural smell of strawberry to consume my soul and senses. I want to hide from the world. Sometimes when I sit and think