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STUCK Chapter 46
She felt the plug of air stucked in her throat, clutching her breathe in a frightful embrace.No matter how blatantly clear the truth laid, she refused to believe it.It wasn't possible. She had been more faithful to her pills than she had been to anyone else. Scientifically there was superficially no way her pills hadn't worked. It was all but a cruel game of fate that seemed to always catch up with her.Her face exuded hint of any colour making her paler as the truth sank deeper and deeper, sucking every ounce of life. She couldn't believe she had failed to conclude it far before doctor had. If she had known this earlier, and known before Don did, she had a speck of chance to do something about abortion but now that donavan was involved, every door of hope thudded shut on her face. He would bend backwards to make sure she wouldnt do anything to harm their baby.Tara wanted to smack herself for not recognizing the mess earlier, but again, she couldnt blame herself. For someone who to
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"Aaah dont stop..."She moaned in desperation, feeling his movements slowing down."Who told you I was going to" he intoned back, finding it ridiculous for her to think he would.He had merely shifted her from the discomfort of wall to the bed and even in the moments in between her patience ran out.She whined when he tried to distance himself. Clutching him with her legs tighter, she was clear with her intention to not let go.He felt amused by her changing demeanor, finding it strange yet desirable. He couldnt find himself to complain about her growing willingness towards him. His smirk didn't fade when he physically freed himself by separating her legs.She felt unreasonably frustrated. In the moment she wanted to kick the man in the butt for not giving what she wanted right away. Instead she fixed it with a glare, her death stare following him down the bed, watching as he walked out of his clothes. She waited in anticipation, keeping her legs open to welcome whenever he decided to
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She lied down, face first. Living and reliving last night till she fell asleep again.She was woken up next time by a maid, urging her to have her lunch. As much as she wanted to do lying down some more, she dragged herself out, putting herself under the shower until drowsiness left. As she munched on her now cold polenta, reading an intriguing paper, she heard a discreet knock. Even before she could presume who it was, a young woman peeked from the slit of door, scanning around till her gaze fell on the gape mouthed woman."You must be donna" she mused in her cheerful tone.Tara didn't know what to say, her mouth being full of food didnt help either. So she nodded instead, still confused what was happening.The tall woman's smile widened. Welcoming herself and her little squad of women in, she walked straight to Tara, introducing her very unwelcome intrusion."Hello I am Venetia" she forwarded her hand in excitement, her italian accent lingering in air.Tara's brows met in an confuse
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"I don't think this is me"Tara looked in the mirror, not trusting her own reflection.After hours of being surrounded by genius women with brushes for wands, Tara was baffled by the magic they could do. She felt no less than a canvas as their bristles artistically stroked her face.Her mouth had already parted at her own reflection."I told you you'd look beautiful donna" Venetia cheered, watching her team's beautiful work of art.Even though Tara had concluded that Venetia was not an evil woman, just a little clumsier than her liking, she still felt slightly irritated by Venetia's constant reminder of her being donna."My name is Tara", she muttered under her breathe, knowing very well no one would take her seriously."Oh we all know that, we just can't address you by it" Venetia replied, realising how unaware their donna truly was about Frantinos. It was as if she had never been in mafias before. Her simple etiquettes showed how she did not thought of herself of superior importance
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"Not a whore...like you"The red haired had had the audacity to question why don's whore was of so importance. Tara hadn't been able to gulp the insult in silence when she could retort with the freshly formed curse on the tip of her tongue, and so she had let it out. Tara's words settled in thick air like dead fish in river, lingering for seconds as the silence gravely spread. Nicolas thanked the heavens that he hadn't been having a drink, because if he had, his mouth would have spit it like a fountain as a gush of laughter left his mouth, surprising all three of them. Donavan gave a brief look Tara's way, finding no speck of regret whatsoever as her innocent smile never faded, as if she had just delivered the sweetest compliment and not a snarky insult right back. He had never witnessed this side of her. It made him wonder how much he didn't know about her.It took Nicolas minutes to calm his laughter, his shoulders bouncing as he tried to control the shudder from chuckling so hea
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He took a step closer, coming eye to eye, not aware of the storm that built behind her eyes, "Just like your mother" It echoed in her mind, again and again, like relentless knocking that she remained bound helpless to cease. Her greatest fear had confronted her today, something that she been most scared of being called- just like your mother. It was a heinous slap in her face. Tara's memory inundated with flashes of that grave sunny morning. She blinked stricken by the vivid memory of her mother lifelessly limping to the ground, shot in her heart. Her father had been too incensed to even glance at woman he had shot dead, storming out the room next second, leaving little Tara to mourn alone. Tara's mother had looked for love in a man who wasn't her husband, and that's all she had ever done to get murdered in front of her young daughter. As much as his uncle was guilty of the affair, he had simply apologised, continuing with his life like before, just with a little more alcoh
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The muffled music from the golden French era buzzed in Frantino mansion, the romantic melody sharply contrasting the stretched atmosphere an hour ago. Since the guests did not belong too far from mafia, they were fairly accustomed to such happenings. It had taken hardly fifteen minutes for the guests to move on from their don punching the blood out of his father in law. Even though the hushed whispers spread like fire, no one pellucidly knew what the man had said to deserve Don's beating. Whatever it was, they had overlooked the incident for now, postponing the gossip sessions to the next meetings. Now that the room bustled with music, many seized their partners, making a room in the center of the hall to softly sway. The chandelier above completed the beautiful frame for couples.Tara watched the love birds from her table, chewing on her crunchy salted Papad, pretending to enjoy when she could all but think about Donavan, the flash of possessiveness in his forest green eyes. The a
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"Don't love me"She was too overwhelmed to keep watching his emotional countenance. It became difficult every minute to hate him when he retracted every speck of sentiment from his empty heart. As much as she had seen it coming, she had never imagined Donavan to be this forthrightly confessing his love. He didn't look like a man who would knit his words into a rose before putting it in her hair. The hopeless romantic he had turn out to be foiled with the man she had imagined, the one would rather keep reflecting it in his futile gestures than ever saying it. He had caught her in the most vulnerable moment, she couldn't deny the flood of emotions, the truthfulness in his eyes. She was nonplussed when his eyes watched her with adoration, not lust, not irritation, not malic. And out of everything he had foisted upon, she could not bare being adored. As she tried to distance herself he couldn't help pull her closer, unaware of her surging battle within."Why" He couldn't cloak the hurt
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