Claire's POV Everything felt strange. Matter of fact, I was perplexed. A baby? How on earth did she end up bringing a baby back with her? Where did he come from? I had a lot of questions. “Madam Desideria?” I called out with questioning eyes when she didn’t reply immediately “I asked a question. Who owns the child?” My eyes darted to the baby carrier then back to her face “Ohm….” She trailed off, as if thinking of a response “No one, no one” She replied hastily, dipping her hand into the carrier, as she arranged the swaddling clothes the baby came in “What do you mean no one? I mean—” I was saying but she cut me short “I don’t know” I looked everywhere but my face. I smelt a rat. “No one and now you don’t know? Ma’am, I’m sorry, but nothing adds up right now. Nothing you’ve said adds up” I paused, searching her face, before continuing “You told us you were going to a library and all of a sudden, you returned home with a child. You don’t—” I was interrupted once more, but this
Claire's PovThe baby was put to sleep in Madam Desideria's room. No one hardly went into her room, so it was safe to say that Don would not know about this until we spoke.He was rather late tonight. Aside from being a Mafia Boss, Don ran some Import and Export businesses on automotive parts and he attended to this business from time to time. He had earlier informed me that he was going to drop by the company, but I didn't expect him to be so late. I heard footsteps reaching towards our room and I stood up from the bed to reach for the door. I recognized when it was Don coming, it was just a psychological thing to know.I opened the door wide to see a tired husband. His eyes met mine and a small smile crept in and faded quickly. Without wasting any time, I wrapped my arms around Don, kissing him into the room. A soft moan escaped his lips as he threw his bag on the floor and started pulling his shirt. "Tesoro…" His hands grabbed onto my waist as he squeezed my butt in his palm and
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