Don’s POV Sun rays hit my eyes causing me to stir in my sleep. I yawned and stretched, turning myself away from the window, in a bid to escape the illumination from the sun. My right hand inadvertently moved to Claire’s side of the bed but I didn’t feel her. My eyes fluttered open, she wasn’t in bed. Where could she be? 07:13am, my eyes read when they darted to the wall clock. It was still early, so where could she have gone? On a normal day, when we didn’t have much to do, we usually slept in late, so it was a little surprising she was out of bed by this time. Maybe she was in the bathroom. My hand strayed to my early morning erection and events from last night came flooding. I let out a low hiss when I remembered how interrupting Claire was. I couldn’t even hush her because she was so adamant. The fuck was she even trying to say? Was it more important than our couple time? All I wanted to do was to get freaky, get down with her, make her want me, but she just had to ruin the mome
Don's Pov_____My ears hadn't failed me. The tiny sound of the baby's cry heightened. Could it be from a videotape? From a TV or something. It was too early to watch soap operas, so I doubted that was the case. I walked down the aisle of the house, moving to Madam Desideria's room where the sound seemed to make a stop.With a push, I flung the door open. The wide eyes of my wife, sister, and desideria shot at me as they all froze, maintaining the position I met them. Madam Desideria was holding onto a cot, Rlyse holding a feeder and Claire looking into the cot. Looking down at the cot in their middle, I saw a child crying.Was that a pet or this was real? I took some steps closer and for some reason unknown they all took some steps backward. A closer look into the cot and indeed it was a baby."What is going on here?" My voice deepened. The look of terror on their face confirmed something was fishy. I tried to make my guesses. Was it Elyse? Did she have a hidden pregnancy and have
Claire's POV To say I was surprised at Don’s reaction was a lie. I wasn’t totally surprised. I had expected him to be taken aback and surprised that there was a stranger in his home but what I didn’t expect him to do was raise his voice the way he did. He never raised his voice at me except for that day he flung his hand off his arm which was an impulsive reaction because of his rage that day which I clearly understood and had forgiven him. But today was different. I didn’t see that tone coming. It got me a bit frightened on the inside but I wasn’t going to show it, the more reason I had also flared up. He didn’t always have to be like this. He didn’t have to always make a mountain out of a molehill. At that moment, I seemed like the only person who could calm Don and make him think alright. I was the only person who could talk to him and he’d listen but I was slowly becoming unsure of that. It didn’t appear so anymore. Don’s head slightly hung low as he ran his fingers through h
Salvatore's Pov_____The earthy herbal smell of my Cohiba cigarette crammed the dark walkway to Luciano's room as I puffed out smoke from my mouth. My Scarpe Naples shoes made a sound as I walked.Since I arrived, I have not visited his room. Even on the day of his burial, I insisted they only showed me his body and I left the event with vengeance coursing through my spine.Luciano meant so much to me and I wished I appreciated his efforts when he was still very much alive. Now that he was gone, I was going to bestow him the justice he deserved. Pushing the door of the room, I made my entrance, the sensor light turning on. His bar was still fully stocked with premium spirits, fine wines, and champagne. On the wall were some of our family portraits and more of Luciano's.His luxury gold and crystal vases and other fixtures were not left out in enhancing the beauty of his room. His card table and poker setup were at the far end of the room. I took steps further to his table of surve
Claire's POVAfter wrapping my hair carefully in a messy bun, I stuck a hairpin in it hastily before reaching out into the empty baby bath and carrying the baby. It was time for his evening bath and I had chosen to do it. Not like Elyse, Madam Desideria, or I had a timetable to follow when it came to bathing, feeding, or clothing him. Anyone could do it, but at least we took turns and so far, it was fun. Besides, at the moment, Madam Desideria was having a bath after waking from a nap while Elyse had gone grocery shopping with Robert, one of the cooks, the more reason I chose to bathe the baby. He needed a name, and maybe a baptism ceremony. I was going to discuss that later with Madam Desideria. My search history contained all sorts of baby-related questions. From how to change a nappy properly to songs to sing to lullabies to sleep to foods suitable for an infant, etcetera, etcetera.I was indeed grateful for the gift of this stranger baby. He made me feel like a mother already a
Claire's POV With my hands moving on Don’s chest and his firm hand on my waist, his right hand precisely gripping my butt, I rode him like my life depended on it. My bosom heaved up and down in harmony with my see saw like movements. We. were. settling. our. score. I felt my tummy knot. I was close. With his ragged breaths, and from the way he moaned underneath me, I knew Don was nearing his climax too. I increased my pace and in no time, I let loose and flowed, my spasms threatening to tear me apart, as I came, shattering into a million tiny pieces. From beneath me, Don’s thrusts hit my fragile walls in quick successive strokes and in minutes, he too came, spurts and spurts of thick liquid squirting right inside of me, till he was spent. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, my body pulsating from our riveting, almost simultaneous orgasm. My legs wobbled and felt like jelly. I didn’t get off immediately. I enjoyed the feeling of him inside of me. Our labored breathing filled th
Claire's POV “So Claire, you were saying something about receiving an email from your school” Elsye said, giving me her undivided attentionElyse, Madam Desideria and I were in the kitchen while Madam Desideria prepared pancakes. Elyse and I didn't do much except bring her utensils and ingredients when she needed them. Not like either of us knew how to prepare pancakes so we were learning from her too. “Where was I again?” A joke Elyse had cracked had interrupted me “You said your school had sent you an email. You've not told us the contents of the mail yet” “Okay, yeah. My school sent me an email, telling me to come for a diploma verification” “Diploma verification? That's new. Never heard of that” “I know, right” I gave her an ‘I agree with you’ look “I actually got a call first from the school’s administrative officer, telling me to check my email for detailed information about the verification process. Before I got off the call, I asked her to explain briefly what the diplo
Salvatore's Pov______He was dragged in by Jax, his feminine-like scream echoing in the room. Jax placed a gun beside his head pushing him into the study room where I was. Pushing him to his knees, Jax spoke. "I found him at a gambling house""Nick…" I removed the tobacco from my mouth. "Does this place look familiar?" I asked.He looked around, terror at the corner of his eyes. I seemed to notice his glossy lips and his crop top. "I thought Luciano was dead" he spat out blood from his mouth, I suppose he gave Jax a hard time bringing him here."He is," I muttered, my fingers playing with the laptop placed on my desk as my eyes fiddled around with the information. "I heard you're Claire's best friend and Luciano's pawn"He gasped trying to stand from his knees but Jax forced him back on his knees."Let me go. I do not work for Luciano""You don't need to," Jax mumbled."We only need a little help from you. Doing what you did the last time"His face went red, his nose suddenly runny.
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