“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
DON’S P.O.V(A MONTH AND TWO WEEKS AGO)(The day of Claire’s Capture)“Capo, the last of the girls have being shipped outside of the country”I took in one last drag at my cigar before throwing it to the floor and crunching out the lights with my foot. The last drag burnt my throat in that pleasing and pleasurable way making me realize how much I’ve missed the burning sensation. The only time I get to smoke is when I’m alone or at the Mafia house. Just anywhere that isn’t home. Elyse would nearly nag me to death if I smoke at home and I knew better than to incur that little spitfire’s wrath.“Took you long enough” I didn’t look at him when I said that. My back was turned to him as I stared at the large expanse of land before me. We were at one of my safe houses hidden in a deep forest a few miles away from home and every other civilizations around. That’s the purpose of having it here, to keep it away from the eyes of regular people. I’ve got a few other safe houses but apart from
DON’S P.O.VThe journey home was meant to take two hours but we were home in less than that. I wasn’t sure what time exactly or how it happened but I was already running out of the car the moment it rolled into a stop in the garage.I ran into the mansion and looked frantically around.I was losing it. My mind was out of place and all of my thoughts were jumbled together. I haven’t felt this way in a long time. The last time I felt like my whole life was crumbling was when Elyse ran off from home when we had an argument that revolved around her not being allowed to go to my club or any club at all. I lost contact with and I almost went crazy while looking for her. She was the only one that kept me sane and gave me light in the darkness of my life. Her bright exuberance adds color to my dark life.Words can’t explain how relieved I was when she came back home herself. She was in tears and told me she almost got raped but was saved by a stranger who took her home.Weird how that strange
DON’S P.O.V“Red Benz. Number of occupants yet to be confirmed but Luciano is the only one that can be identified in the car. Going towards crescent Highway and taking the route that leads to Edwin Campbell Hospital. Eyes are on him to be sure he’s really heading to the hospital”“Why the fuck would Luciano be going to a hospital?”I bellowed.The moment Romano brought a different news other than the one I’ve always heard. I dashed out of the room , leaving Elyse and into the room that was set up as a control room to track every movement Luciano might make. The control room had eyes on all the roads that had CCTV cameras and it’s how we’ve been trying to track Luciano. My heart lit up with hope when Romano came with that news and my heart beat increased wildly.But how does he suddenly go out of reach only to appear out of nowhere and be heading to a hospital? I saw his car through the cameras as it drove way past the speed limit on the only route that leads to that private hospita
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