Claire POV “Do you want me to remove it? Or will you do it?” I asked.“The toy stays, Tesoro,” he said.“What? Inside?” I looked at him over my shoulder in shock, but he just smiled.When we were both dressed and ready to go, he sauntered over and pressed his palm over my pussy. “Looks like a perfect fit. No one will even notice it since it was specifically designed to be wearable.”The situation still had me reeling when he added, “Let’s go.”I took a first, tentative step. The silicone is soft, and the pussy plug doesn’t impede my progress, but my walls do brush the sides of it with every shift. It’s almost like having Don's finger in me. The narrow end nested between my folds was touching my clit, rubbing it discreetly with each movement.Another step, then one more. The odd feeling dissipates as I walk, and by the time we reach the stairway, the strangeness is gone completely, replaced with an unexpected sense of... comfort.“So?” Don asked next to my ear. “Do you like it?”“Yes
Claire POV “So? What do you think?” Don watched with boyish anticipation as I lifted a forkful of gnocchi to my mouth.I pretended to mull it over before I proclaimed, “Best I’ve ever had.” His grin made the butterflies in my stomach reel.“Told you,” he said, oozing playful self-satisfaction.We were eating dinner at a tiny French restaurant tucked in the heart of Columbia Heights. Instead of individual tables, one rustic wooden table stretched down the middle, just large enough to seat a dozen people. A candlelit chandelier bathed the room in a flickering glow, and a display of copper pots and pans hung on the exposed brick wall.It felt like we were eating in someone’s home, especially since there were few people in the restaurant. “Don’t be too smug.” I pointed my fork at him. “The date is only half done. I’ve yet to grade you on your hand-holding, cuddling, and sweet little skills.” “Of course. Apologies,” he drawled. “Didn’t mean to jump the gun.” “Apology accepted.” I tuc
Claire POV"You must be joking." Elyse snapped at me with a huge frown on her face. "I'm 100% serious baby. We're leaving for our honeymoon by next week. We've even booked our flights and-""Shut up!" She screamed angrily. I looked at her in surprise, "Why? Why do you say so?"She eyed me suspiciously, "So you don't know why?"I shook my head and said, "Really not.""Then, if you go with your jolly husband to Paris to spend your honeymoon for days, who do you intend to leave me here for?" Elyse asked pouting."It's a month." I corrected, ignoring her outburst."A month?" Elyse shrieked, her eyes wide."Yes, a month." I shot back. "Elyse but you know we need to spend some time together. We've been in a lot of trouble already and it's time for us to unwind." I explained. "Then I'm going with you guys. Let me start packing up too." Elyse said as she made to go to her room. "Elyse please don't!" I blocked her at the door stopping her. "Honeymoons are meant for couples and not friend
Claire’s POVTime flew fast and next week was already here. It was a cool Tuesday evening, the day Don and I were supposed to leave for Paris for our honeymoon. Aside from the fact that Don kept me awake for most of the night last night because he obviously couldn’t keep his hands to himself, after our session, I had stayed awake thinking of what our honeymoon was going to be like. I had a lot of places to visit in Paris, a lot of things to see. Matter of fact, I had made a list two days ago and I hoped to tick every friggin’ thing on the list. Don sure wasn’t going to say no to my requests. He loved me too much to turn me down. Besides, if he also had any fun thing in mind to do, I was also ready. “A penny for your thoughts?” Don’s timber voice broke into my reverie. I whipped my head to the door. He closed it quietly behind him as he ambled toward my form. I briefly checked him out. I was indeed lucky to have this fine specimen of a man as my own. “What’s on your mind, Tesoro?”
Don's Pov"Fuck!" A groaning pain escaped my lips the moment the bullet brushed my arm. I couldn't hold on to Claire any longer as I fell to my side immediately. "Don!" Claire's trembling voice squealed as tried to rush over to me, her face filled with terror."Stay down, Claire!" I warned her, wasting no time in grabbing an empty gun from the back pocket of a dead bodyguard beside me. I shot two times at the attackers who in turn doubled the shots. Clutching my bleeding hand, I struggled to get up using my bodyguards as shields."Don, leave. We would handle this!" One of my guards looked back and said, but fell flat to the ground when the attackers unexpectedly shot at him. I returned the headshot to the assailants, firing one of their men too. Bullets flew in the air and one almost hit Claire. "Stay the fucking down, Claire!" Rage rushed through my veins as I pulled her head down."I'm sorry…I'm scared" Her jittering teeth were enough evidence. "No. I'm sorry, this is what you ge
Claire's povMy eyes opened and the first person my gaze met was Romano, with his usual stoic face. I raised my head from the bed I was lying on, looking around to see, I was in the hospital. My mind recollected the last incident in a flash and I looked at my thighs. It was clean and free from blood and neither were there any bruises. I turned to see that it was just me and Romano in the room. "Where is Don?" I asked, my voice very faint."He is doing okay" Romano responded. "How are you too? Do you feel any pain?" He asked."No, I feel good. I need to see Don" I hurriedly left the bed, but he held me back. "The doctor asked you to take a good rest. Don is treating his bullet wound. He would be here soon" he insisted."But he…" I remembered how Damien shot the attacker and how he carried me even with his injured arm. "I need to see my husband, are you sure he is okay?""Claire.." Don's voice pared into the room. I saw his hand wrapped with a bandage, but he walked in like nothing h
Don’s POV The last two days had been nothing confectionary to deal with. I was happy about the news of my wife being pregnant, but I hated that there were pressing matters that needed to be attended to and would not allow the expression of joy in the house.At the hospital yesterday, Romano had given me some terrible news which had been on my nerves. I had initially thought of planning a pregnancy reveal party for Claire after we left the hospital, but Romano's revelation put that thought to death.Now we were home, the tension raised even more than usual.I drummed my fingers on the table as I waited impatiently for everyone in the house to gather in the living room. There was a serious issue I had to address and although Claire and I had just returned from the hospital yesterday and needed enough rest, the issue at hand just couldn't wait. I had to iron it out ASAP. My remaining bodyguards, now a few men compared to the ones I had before but were now dead and gone, courtesy of Sa
Claire's POV It all began as soft taps on the door but now the knocking was persistent. I knew who it was but I didn’t want to see him or talk to him. Don had been knocking on the door of my room for two days now since we moved to the safe house but since he had made me annoyed, my pettiness got the better of me. A part of me wanted to see him, wanted to sniff him, wanted to touch him but the greater part of me chose to stay angry at him. He had to learn a lesson, I guess. “C’mon Claire, open up. It’s been two days since you locked me out, two days and you’ve not picked up any of my calls, two days and you’ve not returned any of my texts. What else would you have me do?” “Get on your knees and grovel till they bleed water and blood. Beg me until I say stop” I muttered under my breath, chuckling. I’m sure he didn’t hear that. Would he have done so if he did? Well, I didn’t know. “Open up already, Claire. Please” I heard him plead from the other side but I still wasn’t moved. It wa
Romano's POV "And what the fuck is wrong with me going to my wife's party and kissing her?" Don bellowed.It was the next day, he wouldn't let me come into the room all through the night. I knew he had sneaked into that party and Claire was right."What is risky about showing my identity?""Because the news might get to a certain person who put you in this condition and you're not in the exact position to exert the revenge you want on him." I barked also.He was silent, for some while, before he finally opened his door. "Tell me all about this certain person? Is he a threat to my marriage?""Don, if you had enough rest like you were told, you probably would have remembered my now. Brad specifically said your memory would come in days, but you're stressing too much and making things worse."He paced the room for a minute and then turned back to me. "You're fucking my sister" he bellowed angrily, and that caught me unaware.He grabbed me by the trousers, almost squeezing my scrotum. "Do
Claire's PovDon!It was Don. No one else kissed like that, no one else gripped me in such a way. His scent, no one else had it. I was hallucinating, right? Don was dead. It has been months. I needed to get this off my mind. But no, I couldn't. Even if I wanted to, tonight wasn't the right time because I felt his body, his build, only one had that.I had just taken Davidson to the toilet and dropped him off with his Nanny when I was heading back inside for the birthday party. It was time I announced Don's death to his friends, but now my mind had been changed.I ran towards Romano when I saw him coming with Elyse. "Don" I panted. Elyse came over to my side, easing my breathing."What happened?" Romano asked."I saw Don. I met…I…it was Don…he kissed me. I recognize his smell, he's…Don""Claire, be calm," Elyse said. "You said you kissed who?" She asked with a little frown on her face like she couldn't believe what I said and was concluding I had made out with someone else."I promise
Don's Pov"You cannot go!" Romano yelled. He had been doing a lot of yelling lately and I didn't like it. "Don, look" his voice was back to normal and calm now. "No one can see you like this. I already informed you, your memory first before stepping out of here" he said."Why don't you just tell me what happened? I trust you.""Brad asked me not to. You need to remember yourself. You know all the details, the anger would be fueled in you if you remember yourself."What anger? Why did I need to be angry? Did something bad happen? He wouldn't tell me."It is my wife's birthday today. There is a party and you asked me not to go. I am not hurt anymore, I am healing from the wounds, what else is making me stay back? Claire would be delighted to see me!"All my efforts in convincing Romano proved futile. In minutes, he had dashed out of the house for Claire's party. I shared this treatment and hated that I couldn't see any of my family. I needed to remember something. To fucking remember w
Claire’s POV I sat in front of my mirror, doing my routine skin care as usual. A pregnant woman still had to look pretty and peng. Tomorrow is my birthday, by the way. Intermittently, I caressed my bump, feeling how rounded and big it was. I also couldn't wait for my baby boy to get here. My EDD was due anytime soon. I just hope it doesn't happen tomorrow. Just as I reached out to grab a pimple popper from the vanity table, my phone on the bed rang. That should be the baker. We had agreed that she should deliver the cake today so that there would be no unnecessary delay tomorrow. Only my hair stylist and makeup artist were going to come tomorrow as early as possible. By the way, the dress I was going to wear tomorrow was also ready. I couldn't wait. Before I could push the stool backwards and fetch my phone, the ringing was already exhausted. Fortunately, whoever the caller was called again and I picked up on the second ring. It was Davidson. “Hellooooo, Claire!” Her cheerful voic
Romano's POV I was back with Brad and we both watched and listened, waiting for Don to start talking. It seemed kind of difficult at first because it looked like he was putting a strain on his ability to remember but eventually, he began to talk. Brad stood nearby, concern written all over his face. “Take your time, Don. We’re here for you” He encouraged, his voice reassuring. I nodded in agreement, eager to hear him speak already, so we would know how far his recovery had gone. Don’s eyes closed for a while, then fluttered open some moments after. “I remember, Claire. She was my wife. I remember her scent. It was like….fresh flowers, maybe lilacs, or even lilies” He recalled. My heart swelled with emotion. He was indeed getting better. “Okay, what else do you remember?” I pressed, hoping to hasten his ability to respond He closed his eyes, trying to struggle. But Brad calmed him. "It's okay. Perhaps you remember something about a lodge?" He asked.He was stretching his memory
Don’s POV Darkness, light, darkness, and then light again. My eyes flickered open as I saw the ceiling of where I was. This wasn't anything like…Wait…The banging in my head and a buzz ringing in my ears and I had to lay back. There was an oxygen tank beside, it wasn't just that, a lot of other medical equipment followed.This wasn't our honeymoon, was it? I tried to search my memory for how I got here. The thing I could remember was a group of men attacking us on our way to the helicopter on the rooftop.Claire and I had planned to go for our honeymoon and, I was… attacked, shot in the arm. Claire had been bleedingI slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in the view of the room I was in. Everything was a blur. I had no idea where I was or how I got there. My mind was a complete blank.I tried to sit up, but dizziness washed over me again, forcing me back onto the pillow. I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths to calm myself down.As I lay on the bed, feeling lifeless, I started to
Claire's POV "Why are you here?" I asked when I opened the door to my room. "How did you get in here Salvatore? How did you find me?"His eyes, were softer this time. "Somehow, I found you, Claire."My heart raced when he began to unbutton his shirt. "I was a fool to be upset with you. You did all you could to stay away from me and I have no judgements. I was wrong, Claire, I was."As he spiked, all I wanted to know was how he found me in the penthouse. Or was this the penthouse? As I turned back to look at where we were, the room changed - into Salvatore's room.I was confused… but Salvatore's voice brought me back. "I know you want me Claire" he had pulled his short this time. "And I want you too" he approached me, trailing his hand on my body.I was wearing my light nightwear. "Don't be scared, Claire* he said.In a swift move, Salvatore cocked my head to the angle he wanted and kissed me hard. Hard and rough. His tongue devoured mine, seeking authority. Surprisingly, I kissed ba
Claire's POV I knew Elyse suggesting that we should go to Romanthe's house to discuss a baby shower was a ploy to see her man.Getting to his entrance, I caught both of them giving each other a familiar look and a blush on Romano's face. His gaze met mine and I raised my eyebrows, not believing Romano could blush.He ushered us in without hesitation and offered us a glass of juice."So, what's the plan for the baby shower?" Romano asked."We were thinking of renting a multi-purpose hall," I said. "But then we thought, maybe it would be better to have it, at your house, Romano," I said, according to Elyse's idea."My house? Why's that?" Romano asked."Well, it's a family celebration, and we thought it would be more intimate and cozy at your house," Elyse said. "Plus, it's a lot safer than a public hall.""That makes sense," Romano said. "My house it is, then." Was he responding only because Elyse wanted it to?"Great," I said. "We can set up the backyard or the living room or whatever
Claire's POV"I'm so excited for the baby shower," Elyse said, looking up at me with a smile. "We need to start planning the details. What's your theme? Have you thought about games and food?"Elyse and I were resting on the couch in the penthouse, enjoying a lazy afternoon together. We'd just finished lunch, and Elyse couldn't get over her excitement about the baby shower I was planning.I laughed. "Slow down, Elyse. I've barely had time to think about it. But I do know I want something simple and intimate. Maybe just close friends and family."I was almost due…oh, I could feel this baby coming and I was excited at the thought of going into labor and birthing Don's son.Elyse nodded. "That sounds perfect. And I've already started thinking about baby names. I have a few favorites for a boy."I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What are they?"Elyse grinned "Well, I think 'Atticus' is a great name. Or maybe 'Ethan'?"I chuckled. "Those are both nice names. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. W