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"When?" His eyes watched her keenly, growing suspicious of her claim. Tara gulped. Trembling, she tightly held on to the table at her back, supporting her weight as the cold truth splashed her all at once. It was Dominic. For God's sake it was Dominic. She repented her mind for remembering the brush of his nose as it touched her skin, the swirl of his tongue as it licked her breast. A gush of bile rose in her throat. The sheer hatred she felt for herself for not being able to recognize the obvious ill-intentioned man quickly became the ache in her head, twitching painfully. Her legs wildly shook of terror, she grabbed her head in both of her hands, squeezing it to minimize the pain. As she started skidding down out of consciousness, she felt the arms that wrapped around her, picking her up and resting on bed. Just before she lost the contact with consciousness she felt the worried tap on her cheek calling out her name. She realized in what great danger she could have been if she
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He hadn't hold himself back. As soon as he carried her inside their suite she found herself pushed back against the door, his lips already on her. His unquenchable thirst was as evident as the current in the lightening bolt.Thunders roared outside their windows, shuddering the very aura of thick air but all he heard was the storm within that ignited an inferno in the coiling vortex, all for her, for the time he endured apart from her. Funny how for someone as concrete as him had started seeing their distance as an illness, an unbearable suffering that throbbed with her trivial memories only to be cured by her touch. Over the darkness that was surprised with sporadic flashing lights of frightening thunders, he only heard the click of their lips as they intertwined, the gentle touch between her skin and the tip of his nose as he dove deeper in her mouth, holding her delicate neck in his snake like grip. The dirt on her hands smudged on his shirt even further when he swiftly picked he
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She scrubbed her hands thoroughly, washing the dirt off and as she did, she couldn't help but remember the list of bacteria that lived in soil. As a fervent student back in school she had mugged up as many microbes in soil as she could. It was the kind of fun no one related to, the nerdy activities she poured herself into to forgo the fact how empty her life truly was. For a moment she forgot that he might still stood behind her probably watching her like a pervert. She discarded the flooding information about tiny microbes at the back of her mind, focusing on task at hand. Satisfied with her cleanliness she grabbed the hanging towels beside her, wrapping one around her body and simultaneously tapping herself dry with other one. Finally turning her body she met with the scene she hadnt expected to see. Unlike her presumption that her husband in his ever so smooth posture still stood near the basin, he was gone, leaving the stick of his apple devoid of its flesh.When did he go? She
STUCK Chapter 39
"You don't want to get pregnant do you?" She had seen it coming. The chance was too lucrative for him to not dig each one of his suspicions out and yet the question made her perplexed. With what audacity was she supposed to say she hated the idea of children. She loathed her own life so much to give birth to another one. The sheer will to be pregnant was downright toxic. Life was a rotting insufferable punishment she had survived because of the sins of her parents. She always looked at being childless as a present to her children for never having to suffer the stupid life. For all that she had learnt so far, her life wasnt lived, it was endured, suffered. She was sure under the rule of her husband if her children at all lived they would nothing less than bear their life than live it. It was too horrible out in the consciousness that she never wanted her unborn children to experience it. She knew she sounded absurd. It was absolutely irrational for someone who hadn't looked at their
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"Get ready"A voice called out.She absently tossed to the other side, slowly to not add pressure on her bruises. A hand abruptly snatched the blanket off her, making her jolt from slumber."I said get ready"She rubbed her eyes, looking at him as if he had asked her for her kidney.He looked unbothered. Tying his tie with his usual poker face, looking ready to leave for work, as if yesterday hadn't happened, as if life moved on faster for him than anyone else.Her hand still itched from the red marks of his tight rope, reminding her that time was working just fine for her."Where" she whispered that came out muffled by her wretched throat.He looked at her through the mirror, raising his brow.She immediately understood questions weren't in order. She hadn't particularly been very good to earn that right yet.Covering herself with the blanket she made her way to the bathroom, stumbling as she did so, understanding that her balance today wasn't supposed to be trusted too...She found
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After three days of spending time in his office she started bringing her own stuff. Ploping her laptop in front, she worked as he screamed into phones and god knows what muttered to his goons. She realised, inside the four walls of office he was extremely workaholic. She hardly ever saw him relaxed and chatting with his people. He would be either clenching his teeth because someone didn't follow his order or carry his stoic face around the table where he worked for hours.This was probably the only time where she truly got to see how he worked. Italians bustled in his office and listened to him as if he read Bible. She was sure probably they all took his words on their hearts too, listening and following intently.She liked seeing people blabbering in foreign language, probably discussing crime and planning it. Although what she didn't like was one particular man that had ever so tauntingly drilled fear in her heart.She'd see Dominic, under the secure protection of her husband or not
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Without wasting a single moment he glued the phone to his ear. His pulse rose in a strange anticipation, he didn't have a good feeling about this.Before he could prepare himself to hear what had already befallen, he heard a plea, a meek and helpless one. She sounded stuck, desperately begging someone in the deadly silent room."No...no...please...I can't...."He stood up with a jerk, letting the heavy chair fall back with a thud. He didnt say anything back, there wasnt a need to.Swift as thunder he barged out the door cutting the call. He knew more than he needed to. She is in trouble.Stomping through the hallway, he speedily tramped through the way to kitchen, knowing she must be somewhere on the way.He had already activated the tracker he had set in her phone. Never had he thought he'd need to use it so soon. His heart hammered fiercely, pumping adrenalin in his throbbing veins, desperate for the blood of whoever had dared touching her. The tracker immediately buzzed to life,
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She watched from the slit of fabrics, remaining concealed behind the curtains as frantino mansion inundated with familiar faces she had seen at their wedding. It was obvious there was a havoc outside in the mafia world. The repercussions of Don killing his own brother were imminent. She could feel the heat of inferno his death had inflicted upon frantinos. Sadist or not Dominic was an important member of the family. His dangerous ways had accomplished hard jobs the simple way. His hands reached inside politics as deep as ones could reach. No one had had imagined the demise of such a strong man by the don himself. His desires to accede to donship rotted in his grave dug far away from where the respected frantinos laid buried. With his death ended everything, his ambitions, his dreams, and the very secrets that carried him to his grave. Just as expected, the reverberations followed the wrath of his family, interrogations from Auclairs and the rage. The very rage that still pulsed insid
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