Somehow his words fueled my mischief, I had successfully gotten the attention of all the men here and Matteo knew that, and I knew he secretly loved the fact that everyone here was lusting after me, but being the possessive alpha male he is, he hated it too.I climbed on the table as my body moved to the tune of level up by Ciara . . .Be your own boss.Love yourself.Get up and dance.Level up.The dimly lit nightclub pulsed with life as the sultry beat of the music filled the air. People moved in rhythm on the dance floor, their bodies swaying to the seductive melody. I was into the music and obviously very drunk, I came down from the table finding it very restrictive and went straight to the dance floor.I stole a glance at the dark lord, Matteo, who sat observantly at the private table, a glass of whiskey in hand. His piercing eyes never strayed far from my figure. His gaze held a warning. Don't do it!. But I was deep into the music now while his piercing eyes locked deeper on me
Before I could process anything Matteo had lifted me on his desk. I love how savage he could get.He looked at me with his predatory gaze, yet he didn't say a word."Fuck me," I screamed at him, I was tired of everything, the foreplay, the teasing I wanted him to take me and have me then, but it seemed as if my pleas had met deaf ears. "Take me please, fucking make me yours."From the look in his eyes, he was fighting for control, Matteo was a man who liked doing things on his own accord, now, he was told to do them and here I was defying everything. He had wanted me to beg him to fuck me, but he also wanted to fuck me on his own terms, he was so fucked up.He walked towards me and I moaned, no I freaking screamed. Everything in me was begging him to make me his, to fuck me so hard, hell! ruin me for other men. To make me scream till I lose my voice, to make me forget what life felt like before him."Lose the dress," he commanded and I fumbled while removing my own dress. After that, I
I was screaming inwardly as a range of emotions erupted inside of me. My owner—Matteo, the dark lord, just sat in his chair, giving me a stare that meant "and so what?"How could he? Bringing me this far, to a high and then, leave me to hang and dry? Why does he look for any excuse to punish me? He always wants to show me that he runs the show and controls the pace. After all, he was the Don, the fucking boss of the mafia. People call him the dark lord. As I stared at him, a wicked idea popped up in my head—"if Matteo didn't want to help me out, I'll just have to do it myself," I thought to myself.I smiled and he looked up at me. "What mischief are you planning in that twisted mind?" I smirked naughtily—he had no idea.Staring at him, I pulled the seat opposite him in order to give him a good view and to avoid the obstruction from the table. I sat and closed my eyes, remembering his hands on my body, his hot lips on my skin and then I let out a slow, purposely moan that almost soun
I was beyond bored. Yesterday flew by too quickly, and I hadn't seen Matteo, was I missing him?By then, I was sure we didn't have sex but we did something, a whole lot of things. Things that I wasn't proud of. I knew if I had fucked Matteo I would be sore and I would have loved to remember everything.Matteo didn't seem like the type to fuck a drunk girl. But I could remember blur images of what happened, and I wasn't sure if I could face Matteo. I had thrown myself at him.But in a way it hurts me how he felt that he could just leave me alone like a puppet. On the one hand, this life was as comfortable as it got, but weighing it with my personality, I wasn’t the kind of person who just wanted to sit around doing nothing. I wasn’t a trophy wife. Especially since Matteo wasn’t even my man. "That's a lie…" my subconscious told me, he wasn't my man but I begged him to fuck me yesterday. I was a bad liar.Viktor and I had breakfast as usual. His cell phone rang, and the man excused hims
I glared at Matteo. From what he had said, it could only mean—"I brought you, you can be and do whatever I wish."It was as simple as that. This man was entitled, he didn't ask for me to nurse him back to health but he was ordering me to. What hurt was that he was right, if he wanted me to jump the only reply he would be expecting was how high.But he was mistaken there, Laura Vento will never be a pawn in someone's twisted game, especially his."We'll see about that," I said and went straight for the bedroom. I didn't even think of the repercussions, all I knew was that he was badly injured and I wasn't. He was at a disadvantage, not me. Matteo is in need of help but Laura is good.As I climbed the stairs, I felt a feeling of nostalgia. To be very honest, I missed the mansion. Just as I entered I was greeted by the smiling face of Maria, at the sight of me she ran and enveloped me in a hug."Signora Laura." Maria smelled like lavender and a hint of detergent, showing she had been wor
Matteo gave me a frustrated look, at this point, it was more than obvious that Viktor was sent from the deepest parts of hell to frustrate us."My people are waiting for me." He told me and I nodded, he was struggling to stand so I decided to support him."Where to?" I asked, despite groaning, he replied almost immediately. "The library."He was wearing nothing but his boxers and singlet. I looked at him, with confusion evident in my eyes."Help me get dressed," he said and I was foot-frozen in that spot. it was a simple task right? Help my owner get freaking dressed. But it didn't seem like it then."Has your situation rendered you handicapped?" I teased and he laughed."Always so sharp mouthed aren't we Laura? . . . So, so defensive."Realizing I wouldn't win this argument, I decided to help him. Not that he was giving me a choice.He stood in front of the full-length mirror, his reflection a stark contrast to the chaos of his life. His suit, meticulously chosen for its power and au
I never knew I would crave Matteo's kisses, but I did. I found myself wanting more, so I leaned in. There was something electric about his lips meeting mine, it left a tingling sensation around my body.I tried to move faster but Matteo stopped me, even in his very injured form, he was obsessed with controlling everything.He ran his hands through my hair and I moaned, I found myself wanting more and more. I guess injuries had made Matteo a lover boy, I remember him being a possessive lover not a kind one, I didn't know which one I preferred, loving Matteo or the possessive one, all I knew was that I wanted his lips on mine.He then pulled my hair. Guess it's still the same Matteo. His hands were roaming everywhere, he moved and showed signs of pain. "Are you alright?" I asked and he nodded.It was more that he was straining himself to give me pleasure and I felt bad. "You don't have to, you know." He rolled his eyes. "When did you start caring?" I laughed. "There's a first time fo
I woke up expecting to see Matteo at his side of the bed but he still wasn't there, when I finally sat up I saw Viktor, startled I spoke."What the fuck? You scared me." Viktor responded with a half smile. "I know I did."Was he serious? I opened my mouth to speak but it was as if he could read my mind. “Matteo left. He has a lot of work, so you’ll have to bear with me. I’ll be waiting in the living room with breakfast.”He didn't even see if it was fit to inform me. After we bonded over Jane Austen some days ago, I gave Viktor the middle finger and dashed into the bathroom.I was in a foul mood throughout the week, Matteo hadn't come back and he didn't see fit to inform me. Everyone noticed my mood, even Leo had given me my space. The truth was that Leo's presence reminded me of Matteo.Maria has given me tons of space, the only person that could stand me was Viktor and I was sure that it was because he didn't have a choice."Admit you miss Matteo." Viktor teased"I rather eat shit!
MATTEO (The Dark Lord)There she was again. Red haired, green eyes. Beautiful. Damn the way she moves.I don't know why, I couldn't help it, I just couldn't look away. Night after night, I found myself here, looking at her.There was something about her that I couldn't shake off, I needed to fuck her off me.She moved so confidently and with prescription, and when she mouthed those lyrics, I felt as if she was talking to me.I knew I was thinking with my dick but all I wanted was to pin her down on this fucking VIP glass and fuck her, looking down, I saw that I had gotten Matteo junior hard."Tell Antonio that I want that girl here." I said to no-one in particular but they all scurried around like lap dogs, no one wanted to defy me obviously.Soon after that, she came back in and I was jaw-dropped, she left very little to the imagination and the way she walked . . . . I was going to fuck her tonight and maybe just maybe I would stop seeing her in my dreams. But the girl was a little m
LAURA"Here," he said, pressing the passport into my hands. "This is our ticket to a new life. We can be whoever we want to be."I looked down at the passport, my heart racing. It had my picture but with brunette hair, but with a different name and date of birth, it held the name, Lacey Vincent's.It held new possibilities for me, to start a new life especially for the child inside me, he or she wouldn't know violence or wars. It was more than perfect.But how did he do this in less than twenty four hours? In recent times, I had learnt to not doubt Matteo, the man has his ways.Lacey sounds like a typical American name, someone who spends her fourth of June watching fireworks not dancing in a club. Lacey sounded like someone who probably was a virgin and had never been kidnapped or lost a baby before.I touched the passport and it looked authentic, Matteo gave me another one and it showed him, with a name, Marcus Kings. His picture had shorter hair and a look that didn't exude the dar
LAURAAfter a series of pointless questions, I was allowed to leave. I had seen that Matteo was alright and I guess it reduced my tension.I had imagined our wedding night, we would bang from dusk till dawn, but I guess karma had other plans. I was alone on our bed crying my eyes out."It had to be on our wedding day." I said between sobs, soon after the door opened revealing Maria, she came with a tray of food, but I didn't have any appetite. All I wanted was for Matteo to be by my side. "You haven't eaten all day." She said as she dropped the tray, the aroma was nice but I didn't want to eat. "The boss won't like it if you don't eat, he asked Viktor to take care of you, and Viktor asked me to make sure you ate." I shook my head.Though crying will not bring Matteo back I just couldn't control my emotions today.Maria brought a spoon of whatever was on the plate to my mouth, when I tasted it, the fish didn't sit well with my stomach and I immediately ran to the toilet to empty out m
LAURAThe moment I slipped into my wedding dress, I felt a sense of nostalgia wash over me. I think I've over stressed the fact that I never thought I was going to get married, but here I was."Don't cry now." Maria said wiping the makeup off my face with a wiper, she was careful enough not to ruin my makeup.I looked beautiful and the thought of it made me cry. I wonder what Matteo was feeling right now, I was hundred percent sure he wasn't crying but I wanted to know what he was feeling.The dress fit me perfectly, and I could feel the weight of the material. It was the main reason I didn't want to choose a ball dress, but I had to reduce my diet for a week so I could be able to fit into this dress. For some strange reason, I kept adding weight.I took a deep breath and looked at myself in the mirror. I felt like a princess, princess Ariel and I knew that today was going to be the best day of my life. The dress acted like a second skin clinging to my flesh as if it was clinging for
LAURADenero's shop smelled different today. I was overly excited to enter, after all I was going to pick my wedding dress.This week has been madly hectic, from picking colors to writing and sending out envelopes, to picking up the menu and other things.It was an Italian wedding, so everything had to be grand.There was a kind of stress that I enjoyed and this was it, Matteo was an excellent help, he was so invested in everything we were doing. Initially, I thought he wouldn't really care about wedding preparations but that wasn't the case, Matteo wanted to know every little thing, like the difference between sea green and teal.But I didn't want Matteo anywhere involved in the dress picking, he said that traditions can go to hell but I insisted otherwise. "So many dresses." Maria said as she ran into Denros' store ogling at the pretty wedding dresses he laid out.Maria dragged me to the dress rack, screaming as she touched the A1 quality dresses. Denero smiled, he always liked it
LAURABelieve it or not, this ex stripper was having an engagement party. And it was a fucking grand event. I didn't have the slightest idea on how to plan an engagement party, but Matteo helped me all the way.I touched the ring on my finger and a smile crept on my face.I had insisted that Maria would be part of the ceremony, not as a help but as my chief and only bridesmaid.I was getting emotional as I looked at myself in the mirror. Imagining if I were crying for my engagement party, what I would do for my main wedding.But who knew emerald green was my color? I honestly didn't. Denero was indeed a fashion genius.He had dress up Maria and I really nicely, my dress was an intricate piece, emerald green with thousand of emeralds adorning it, of course it was a mermaid style with a tight full corset, it had loose spaghetti straps and a heart shaped cleavage. What I loved about the dress was the way it made my waist nonexistent.The snatch looked so unnatural.The dress he got Maria
LAURA Waking up with Matteo on the bed felt great. I had recovered and sadly Sarah had gone back, I secretly missed her and wished for her presence.Matteo's hands were roaming around my body but I pretended to be asleep, the same way that I pretended to not see his hard on."I know you're awake Laura." He whispered seductively as his hands skimmed through my breast, thrusting the nipples, I felt his hot breath at the side of my neck, his other hand was on my stomach, moving down to my privates."Wake up Laura." He said yet again, my heart beat was high, and I felt a wave of heat down there.I hadn't had sex for a while, okay in a week, maybe a week wasn't too long but for Matteo and it felt like a century.Matteo didn't hesitate to kiss me on my neck, sucking and licking the right spot, I mistakenly let out a rogue moan. I felt Matteo smile on my neck."I knew it." He flipped me over and kissed me like he hadn't kissed me for a while. "Got me." I said between kisses.Matteo's hands
LAURAMaria embraced me in a tight hug, I could see the pain in her eyes, but she wasn't as sad as I was. Trust me"Ma'am Laura, I'm so sorry." She said but right now I didn't want anyone to talk about the child or anything. "What's your name please."' I said to the nurse who smiled at me, I hadn't even noticed how she looked, she had mousy brown hair tied up in a low ponytail and matching brown eyes that looked as if she was tired from shift after shift, her face was oblong and her pink lips thinned."Sarah." She said comfortably. She had a weird smile on her face. I guess she was uncomfortable, no one wants to be around a woman who lost her child.Matteo stood at the edge of the door with his always observant eyes, but I was seeing sincere sorrow in his eyes for the third time this month. First, when I was rescued and John Paul was confirmed dead, second was at John Paul's burial and third and last was when I woke up and our child was confirmed dead. A child I never knew I was havi
LAURAMy eyes fluttered open as I awoke from a deep sleep.Where was I? In heaven?I was disoriented and confused, unsure of where I was or how I had gotten there. I looked around and saw that I was in a hospital room, with machines beeping around me and a heart monitor showing my vitals. I remembered giving my life up for Matteo and then the last thing I saw was Matteo shooting Luca before I fell into total darkness.My Matteo! Was he fine? All I prayed for was that my sacrifice wouldn't be in vain.A nurse was checking my blood pressure and pulse, and a doctor was hovering nearby."Welcome back," the doctor said, with a smile. "How are you feeling?" I didn't know what to say.I tried to piece together what had happened, but everything was a blur. I didn't even know how I had gotten to the hospital."The gunshot had put you in a coma and you've been in a coma for the past few weeks." I felt a pressing touch on my free hand and when I turned, I saw it was Matteo still by my side. Tha