The men I saw in the shadows were Luciano’s men. The silver seal on their suit pockets was a dead give-away. The club lights hit the seal just in time for it to shine and reveal their identities. I was wrong about Luciano not daring to come here. I should have known better than that and I should have thought twice about it before I let myself get dragged by Elyse down here when I know Luciano is probably turning the city upside down, looking for me. Me stepping out to save Elyse from the drunk man must have been what caught their attention.But I had no time to worry about that. I have to think fast and look for a way to get Elyse and I safely out of here and back to the store. And the only thing we both could do right then was too run. I grabbed Elyse’s hands and yelled to her“Run”She didn’t argue, she must have noticed how agitated I was.Once we took off, the men followed us on our trail and weaving their way through the suffocating crowd. Them running after us proved my thou
Darkness. Pitch black one.And then silence, pin-drop silence.I saw nothing. Heard nothing and felt nothing. It feels like I am in a void. Somewhere in-between being alive and being dead. In the middle of life and death. Life because I could feel myself breath. My breathing was the only thing that broke the silence in my head. Death because I felt nothing. Not my legs, not my hands and certainly not any other part of my body. Not even my heart. I don’t feel it hammering against my chestYet, my breathing-the only thing I could hear-was labored and heavy. Like I ran miles. Like I was barely trying to keep myself alive and breathing. Like it takes more than the usual way for me to breath. And like my life was hanging by a single rope.But I was certain none of that happened even if my memory was vague.I don’t remember a thing about why I’m in this void. Why I can’t move my body or control any muscle of mine. Why I can’t even feel my own heart beat. My memories were in shambles. They
Luciano never dishes out empty threats. Yes, he might not act upon them in that instant or if things change, but I have known him and suffered under him, long enough for me to know that he never dishes out empty threats. He makes sure to see every single one of them through.And that must be why my the smirk froze on my face. That must be why my breathing hitched at his words that came out as every bit of a threat as he has always dished out to me. My heart missed a beat at the sound of the word death. I felt myself tense but I tried to hide the fact that his words got to me.Too late though, because the smirk on his face turned into a full blown smile that gave a wicked glint to his eyes.“What are you talking about?” I dared to ask“You heard me and gosh you should have seen your face. You’re a very beautiful woman Claire but not when the color drains from your face” He said. I struggled with the locks that held me down to the bed. But it was a lost cause.“What the fuck are you t
“Stop!!!!!!!”I screamed so loud that I thought even I would go deaf. But the sound of my hear beating with terror and in fear against my chest proved to be more deafening than the sound of my loud scream.Everything fell silent at first.The beeping sound of the remote control had stopped and Luciano stopped talking too. I realized my eyes was tightly closed as if I was waiting to hear the explosion from miles away.I opened my eyes slowly and looked around.Luciano was still there. Watching me with the remote control still in his hands. His face held amusement and I couldn’t decipher what he was thinking or what was running through his head.And then, he smirked. The bastard fucking smirked after the emotional damage he just made me go through.Did he kill him? Did he really blow him up? God. I don’t even want to imagine that. Is Don really gone. I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t want to believe it but I just heard him count down right now and there was nothing I could do to stop him
I’m back to where I’ve always been all my life.Captivity.And I realized nothing has changed because it still feels like yesterday when I lost my freedom to Don. The only thing that has changed and the striking difference between how it used to be then and how it is now is that I wasn’t locked up in a dungeon that’s dark and filthy.He locked me up in a room. No chains and now barriers other than the locked door and the windows. After crying so much that night, I passed out, only for me to wake up and find myself in a different room from Luciano’s torture room.The room was fairly big. With all the comforts a room could have. Even the closet was filled up with different clothes, shoes and bags. That many clothes and nowhere to wear them too because I was locked up. I don’t even want to wear them.I wasn’t sure about how many days it has been since Luciano captured me because I didn’t know how long I was out for before I got moved here but I’ve counted the days with the food that get
The force of his dick hitting my throat made me gag and want to cough but I had no chance too as he want deep into my throat, so much that my eyes watered burned with tears. My throat burned more and I felt suffocated. I wanted to come up for air. I wanted to breath because it felt like I was going to choke to death.“Did that shut you up good? How does it feel having me feel up your mouth like this!”I let out a groan muffled by his dick. I struggled with him to move away but his hands grabbed the roots of my hair tightly that I didn’t know which one hurt more, his dick deep in my throat or his hands roughly grabbing my hair. My saliva dripped down my mouth to my chin and down to my neck. My two hands went around his sturdy and strong legs. I hit them hard as if my feather punches could do anything to this man but it was worth the try.When it felt like I was going to choke and lose the rest of my breath, he took out his dick with the same force as he shoved it inside of my mouth.
“Please”I whimpered as he dug a third finger inside of me. I was totally loosing it. I wanted it to stop yet I wanted him to continue so I could get the release I wanted. The release that threatened to rock my body so hard. But he was dragging it out. Dragging my release long enough for him to achieve his aims of gaining full control over my body.His long fingers did more than just sink in and out of me. They curled and stroked every part they could reach inside of me. I felt them touch all of the walls inside of me. The effect it had on me was me mewling and writhing out of control.“ Please”I didn’t know what I was pleading for. Maybe for him to stop or for him to take me right over the edge where I would fall over and over again. His fingers twirled in circles inside of me. They pressed in on every of my walls and made me just want to lose it all.“Tell me what you want Claire, I have it all in the palm of my hands. Your pleasure lies with me. Whatever he gave to you can’t be co
“Fuck!”I screamed out loud when he pushed inside of me without warning just as his lips left my pussy. It happened in a flash. He was already back on top of me with one of my legs held up by his hand so he could slip sleekly into me. His strokes started off hard and hit me in every of the spots inside of me. The bed rocked with both our weights as he fucked me.He wasn’t gentle. Luciano has never been the gentle type. He has always taken me roughly and leaving me sore. And it wasn’t the good type of sore. It’s the kind of one that makes me dread the next time he would be inside of me again. I’ve gotten so used to how his intense fucks would leave me in pain the next day. The thought of it reminded me of Don. Don made love to me. I’ve never felt that way before but I knew what it was right when he started to sink in and out of me slowly. My body remembers the sensual and pleasing way he sank inside of me. The way he rolled his waist and made sure his Dick touched every part of me. 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