DON’S P.O.VI was still in shock of his attack and a broken nose but I talked anyway.“You’re a coward Luciano, that’s the only reason you came hiding in here. Tell me, have you suddenly run out of tricks?”“I can’t say. Have I really…oh wait! I still have one here”He came at me before I could comprehend his words and landed another to my face. It had me reeling back and falling to the floor that was filled with hay. I groaned hard and tasted blood on my lips. My gun went flying somewhere in the dark barn as the pain seared through my entire body.“You know, I’ve always wondered what made you so different from the rest of us out there. You walk and act like you’re royalty of some kind when you’re just another generation of a stupid family business that has been controlled for ages!. You follow stupid rules. Stupid principles all in the name of upholding a legacy. Made the rest of us seem weak! And then just had to interfere in my affairs. Ruined my business and made me fear you!”“I
DON’S P.O.V“.……she was two months pregnant and from the charts, it shows that----”“Wait….was? What do you mean she was?”The doctor’s face softened and I could see the look of pity and uncertainty in her eyes before she answered. I could bet I looked as horrified as I sounded, trying to believe I heard her wrong.“I’m sorry sir but she lost the baby. Her blood pressure was so high when she was brought here about an hour. She’s stressed, barely fed and traumatized. It’s why she fainted and all of these reasons also contributed to the loss of the baby. I’m sorry sir. Right now all she needs is rest, adequate one and she’ll be fine”No. I don’t think she will. I failed you Claire, I came too late.…...A MONTHS LATER.The smell of antiseptics as well as disinfectant wafted in and out of my nostrils as I stepped into that all too familiar hospital. I hated the pungent smell and for more reasons other than it, I’m always keeping myself from throwing up all over the place.I’ve been in t
My baby. I didn’t see it coming. Fuck! I wasn’t even sure if I was ready to be a father at any point in my life but when I was told that the baby died, it felt like I lost a part of me. A part of me that I didn’t even get to know. I think of a small me all the time with hazel eyes like Claire's if it turned out to be a girl or blue eyes like mine if it was boy. Whatever it is the baby could have looked like, it pained me so much that I lost it that way. It felt like I failed as a father and as a man to Claire. But most importantly, it felt like I lost a connection and bond with Claire.If I went crazy after hearing about the baby, Claire went ballistic.So much that the doctors and nurses couldn’t control her. It hurt to see her hurt so much every passing day of the past month. Claire was the shadow of herself all through that month. Whenever anyone visited, she would just stare into empty space and not talk to anyone. I heard her cry a few times when I’m about to open the door to he
ONE YEAR AFTER(AUTHOR’S POV)“Don’t look Elyse, but I think we’re being stalked.”Claire could have used a more subtle and less terrifying word instead--something along the lines of ‘followed’ but judging by how long she’s noticed the presence of strange men around them, no other word felt more right than that.Elyse turned to look anyway and the men, all scattered around the restaurant that the young women were eating at, looked away immediately and tried to hide themselves from her eyes. A number of them did a terrible job at it, making it so obvious that they were caught looking at the women.“I told you not to look!” Claire whispered. Her hazel eyes flamed as she stared at Elyse. Elyse merely turned back to look at Claire with a shrug of her shoulders. She thought to herself, once again, her brother has hired morons who can’t even do their job right to watch her and the woman he was still pinning after.“Relax. They’re just…I don’t know, admiring how beautiful we are or something
AUTHOR’S P.O.VThey were back to meet Don moments later and his driver helped them put their things in the back of the car boot. Claire made to open the other drivers seat but Elyse was quick to open it and sit. She fastened her seatbelt immediately and smiled smoothly at Claire.“I’ll take the front seat! “she announced.Claire was conflicted. That leaves her to sit with…Oh God! Elyse did it on purpose. She sneered at her before turning resignedly to open the passengers seat at the right and got in with Don who sat by the left.The car began to move moments later. The cold air of the nigh was killing but the tension looked like it would kill them both before the cold. The tension between them was so thick that a knife would be needed to cut through it.They both tried to look at each other from the sides of their eyes.Claire must admit though, he’s gotten finer in just a year. His usually jelled hair was combed down to fall over his forehead and she liked that look better on him. Hi
EpilogueDon pulled away slightly, their foreheads still resting together as their breaths mingled in the quiet aftermath of their kiss. His thumb gently wiped away the remnants of her tears, his gaze soft yet full of unreadable expression. Claire felt her heart settle, the rapid thumping replaced by a calm feeling.“I've been waiting for this moment for so long,” Don whispered, his voice husky with emotion. “But there’s one more thing I’ve been waiting to do for so long.”Claire blinked, her mind still lost in the haze of their kiss. “What do you mean?”With a small smile, Don released her gently and stepped back. Claire’s heart skipped a beat as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. Her breath caught in her throat as he dropped to one knee, his eyes never leaving hers.“Claire,” he began, his voice steady but full of the weight of everything they had gone through, “I know we’ve had our ups and downs, and there have been moments I wasn’t sure we’d get here. B
EpilogueThe big day had finally come. Claire stood in front of the mirror, her heart steady as a feeling of peace washed over her. Her ivory dress fit perfectly, the lace sleeves lightly touching her skin. The soft train followed behind her, and she admired how the dress moved, as if it was made just for her. There was excitement in the air, but Claire felt completely calm.She took a deep breath, letting the peace settle in as she gently smoothed the bottom of her dress. Today wasn’t just about the wedding; it was about the future she and Don were about to start together.The place for their vows was perfect. The lake, with its still waters reflecting the bright blue sky, symbolized the peace Claire had found in Don. Sunlight shimmered on the water, giving the area a golden glow, while a gentle breeze moved through the trees. White chairs were lined up neatly by the shore, and a beautiful arch of wildflowers, simple yet lovely, stood where they would exchange their vows.As Claire l
Dear readers, this is to let you know that this is the continuation and book 2 of, Stuck Between Two Mafia Hot Lords.Title: She's Mine Now: Final Clash Of The Mafian Lords****Chapter 1 Claire's POVI knew I was supposed to be focused on the party, but damn, I was literally married to the hottest man on the planet, and these wedding guests wouldn’t let me have him.I’ve been waiting all day to have him to myself, but time seemed to crawl at a glacial pace.I clenched my fist, holding back the urge to scream in frustration. My eyes trailed over him as he greeted the guests. He’d undone a few buttons on his shirt, leaving just enough of his chest exposed to make my thoughts spiral. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong forearms.He looked tired, probably just as much as I was, but when his eyes found mine from across the room, he gave me a smile that made my heart race. That smile promised me he’d be by my side soon.“Easy, tiger. You’re about to devour him whole,” Elyse t
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