ACCALIA'S POVMy mind skipped the fact that my door was no longer good, so as I intended to ignore the door and get dressed instead, Don walked in and his eyes traveled all over my body, taking in almost naked features. When he finally met my gaze, our gazes locked for a second and a strange tension formed between us. Then, his eyes flickered past my exposed body and settled on my breast that was pointing in his direction. My face grew red instantly.Without saying a word, he grabbed the ends of my towel and tugged forcefully, pulling me towards him. My eyes widened and my cheeks flushed deeper red with embarrassment. Don pulled harder and finally stopped when my bare breast hit his hard muscular chest. His eyes never left mine and my lips parted slightly as I stared at him, confused by the strange behavior of his sudden action. Just when I was considering whether or not I was actually dreaming, Don leaned forward, closing the gap between our bodies and captured my mouth in a kiss
ACCALIA'S POVHis mouth continued to nibble on my throbbing nipples, causing me to shudder uncontrollably and squirm beneath him. A moan escaped my lips, "Donnie…." I pleaded weakly, "Make me yours.”He stopped abruptly and looked at me, his lips curling up into a devilish smirk. "Donnie? Is that a pet name for me, Pumpkin?" He asked as he kissed the tip of my breast gently.I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning out in frustration. I didn't reply and he grinned. "So you want me to claim you, huh?” He mocked. I nodded my head shyly and a devilish smirk appeared on his face. "Why would I claim what is already mine?" I blushed at the implication, but said nothing. "But, why are you so eager, Pumpkin? It's not like it's going to be your first time of getting fucked...is it?" He asked me seductively, his finger tracing a line from one corner of my mouth to the other teasingly. I swallowed nervously as an overwhelming sensation swept over me, of course it would be my first time but I
ACCALIA'S POV"Say something!", he snapped, glaring at me. "Don’t just stand there with a gaping mouth. Talk!""I think it's too fast...I don't have a wedding dress, we haven't chosen the venue, the theme..." I trailed off nervously."Theme? Theme for a contract marriage? Pumpkin you really are something." Don chuckled."I don't follow.""Meet me at the city hall tomorrow at 10:00 in the morning.""I...uh.." I felt my heart break into millions of pieces, it was going to be a court wedding? no ceremony? none of the things I always dreamt about as a little girl? "What do you mean by city hall, Don?" I managed to choke out, my voice barely more than a whisper. His back stiffened and he glared at me fiercely. He turned around and faced me slowly. I shrank back slightly."That's where we're getting married, Pumpkin. At City Hall. You know the place right? The huge gray building downtown.""Oh…”"And Pumpkin? You'd better show up bright and early tomorrow morning. Otherwise I'll have no
DON'S POV"I can look after myself, Don!' Accalia shouted."No, I'm done listening to it!" I growled.I lunged for her and wrapped an arm around her forcefully, grabbing her forcefully around the middle and lifting her effortlessly in the air."Don?! Don put me down, now!!" She shouted in frustration. I carried her out of the house. I stormed away from the house without another word, and she struggled against my hold in vain, yelling at me to put her down. Eventually I finally let go and she collapsed to the ground. She looked up at me in disgust."Enter the car!" I commanded. "Now!""Why? To throw me in the dumpster?" She asked sarcastically."Yes!" I snapped. "Forget about your stupid, selfish ass, and get into the goddamn car! Now!"She stared at me defiantly. “I won’t!” I growled impatiently and stomped towards her. Her lips trembled and I stopped abruptly and grabbed her roughly by the upper arm, pushing her towards the car. “Get in the fucking car, you ungrateful brat!”She s
DON'S POV"Uh.. Bentley, this is my husband."I cleared my throat and stretched out my hand for an handshake, "I've heard quite a lot about you Ms. Bentley, I'm Don Donato, a pleasure to meet your acquaintance."Bentley's smile died from her face and colors drained from her face, as her gaze met mine, she felt like she had seen a ghost.“It’s you...” She whispered, unable to process the scene in front of her.I glanced over to catch her reaction and watched as a deep frown settled on her face. I frowned back at her in response, feeling uneasy.“I’m sorry… Did you not realize?”"Excuse me..." She whispered softly and retreated quickly back into the kitchen.I narrowed my eyes as her retreating form."She has a lot to learn doesn't she?" I commented dryly."Don, can you give me a minute alone with her, please?" Accalia pleaded and I nodded. "Thank you."I backed away from her silently as she left and walked towards the kitchen, I glanced around the bar and taking in each and every det
DON'S POVMy eyes wandered around the interior of my SUV and searched for anything familiar as I tried to clear my mind and collect myself.When I was able to focus on something other than my chaotic thoughts I turned to glance at the man slumped across the seats and saw that he had fallen asleep. His breathing was steady and deep, and if I wasn't staring at his sleeping figure then I wouldn't have known he was asleep. He was dressed casually, just jeans and a white shirt. His brown hair fell freely over his face and covered his left eye, obscuring the scarring on his face.My face turned into a scowl as the memories crashed down on me like a tsunami. I knew why I hadn’t recognized him at first sight. It was because he looked so much younger than when I last saw him. He had been thirty seven when I last saw him - almost eight years ago, after all. But that had barely been the case then, at least, not compared to now. At that time, he didn’t look old enough to go bald yet, though.
ACCALIA'S POVI ran after Bentley and grabbed her hand immediately we stepped into the kitchen."What's wrong Bentley?" I asked worriedly. She had been acting strangely lately, and now that I was thinking about it, I realized that she hadn't spoken much in days, or seen me at all really, but I ignored that in favor of asking her what was wrong. I saw her gaze flick towards me for a moment before her face blanked once more.She shook her head frantically, "It's nothing, don't worry I'm fine."She gave me a strained smile, but there was clearly something off. Something was bothering her, and I needed her to relax. So I sighed heavily, dropping her hand, and walked over to her side, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close to me."Tell me now if something's bothering you." I whispered softly. I kissed her temple tenderly.Bentley hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly in response. "I don't want to lie..." She trailed off quietly."Then just tell me." I encouraged
ACCALIA'S POV"You will not marry him. I forbid you." She repeated loudly, a crazed expression on her face."You can't... you can't force me!" I choked out hoarsely.She stared down at me angrily, "You will not marry him!" "It's a contract marriage." I whispered, closing my eyes."What?" She asked in surprise."It's a three month contract marriage. We will go our separate ways after three months." I answered."So you're telling me that you would only be married to Don Donato for just three months?""Yes.""Why? I mean, why did he offer you such a contract?" Her voice became calmer."Because he pities my current situation." I replied, unsure of myself, I had never really asked myself why Don had offered to be my contract husband and paid my debts."I see," Bentley said thoughtfully. "So this agreement means that he is willing to keep you as his wife until the debt is finally paid off?""Yeah."She frowned, There was a silence between us. The tension was thick enough to slice through