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
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
Claire's POV The ringing doorbell interrupted my movie, causing me to wonder how it was, but I felt too lazy to stand up. Maybe it was my pregnancy after all. The doorbell rang again almost immediately but I didn't see any sign of anyone else coming to answer it. I took that as my cue to answer it. But just as I was about to stand up, Elyse appeared in the living room. “I'll answer it, don't worry” Elyse said I turned to the door when Elyse opened it, and I was greeted by the sight of Romano standing there, with a warm smile on his face. He looked just as handsome as I remembered, with his tousled hair and charming eyes. “Heyyyy” he drawled, stepping forward to wrap her in a hug. I could see the delight on her face as she embraced him. It was a sweet moment, one that made my heart swell and miss Don . I suddenly wished he were here. Damn you, Salvatore! I cursed inwardly. “Heyyy” She replied back “It's so good to see you” Elyse said, pulling back from the hug but keeping her han
Romano’s POV I walked into the room of one of my underground houses set aside as a ward for Don’s healing and recovery. It all came as a flashback, rushing into my memories. How I had been tracking Don for hours, following the clues. I knew Salvatore's men were closing in on him, and I had to act fast if I was going to save his life.From a distance, I had seen Don sprinting towards the river, Salvatore's men drew their guns, aiming at Don who had just jumped into the river. I had to act fast, but I didn't have a choice till they weren't watching and I had stopped shooting. A few minutes after they had gone, I sprinted towards the water's edge, scanning the river for any sign of Don. That's when I saw him, his body in the water as he tried to swim away from the riverbank.But he was hurt, badly. I could see the blood spreading through the water, and I knew I had to get to him, fast. I dove into the river and I swam towards Don. As I reached him, I wrapped my arm around his chest, h
Elyse's POV Just as I settled into the couch for a movie on Netflix with a tube of Pringles and a glass of lemon squash, my phone beeped and a notification came in. It was a message from Romano. My heart skipped three beats. I abandoned my movie for his text. ‘I can't wait to see you in the dress. Sign and collect ASAP. And no, I'm not spilling the location’ Wait, what? This could only mean one thing. Romano was taking me out. He was asking me out on a date. A proper, restaurant date. We hadn't done this before, although we had a lot of chemistry. I liked Romano a lot and he liked me right back, so there was no way I was going to say no or stand him up. The doorbell rang immediately and I answered it. A face–capped man with a package, clipboard and pen stood, waiting for me. I wrote my signature hastily, got the package and dashed back inside.I didn't even bother exiting Netflix, I just grabbed my phone and sprinted up the stairs. I got into the shower right as I got into my roo
Claire's POV Today was the day of baby Nolan's baptism, and I couldn't wait to celebrate this special moment with our little family.I noticed the bodyguards stationed outside our door. A reminder that I still needed to be protected from that monster, Salvatore.The chapel was beautiful, it had been a long time. It had never felt that far. It was so good to be home. Madam Desideria, Elyse, and I took our seats, surrounded by our securities The ceremony was lovely, with baby Nolan looking adorable in his tiny white outfit.As the priest poured the holy water over Nolan's head, I felt a lump form in my throat. And although Don might not admit or it might not seem like it, this baby had brought so much joy into our lives, and I was grateful to be a part of his journey.As we stepped forward, Madam Desideria, Elyse, and I walked over to the front steps of the cathedral, where we knelt on the stone floor."Let us pray," Madam Desideria said, in her soothing voice.We bowed our heads, and
Claire's POV I watched as Elyse and Romano said their goodbyes. He gave her a long peck on her right cheek as they hugged. “Alright guys, let's get going now” I signalled to them. The sun was getting brighter and I wanted us to get to the penthouse before late afternoon. I looked at the wall on the clock. The time read 09:10 am. “Take care, Elyse, I'll miss you” Romano smiled at her “I'll miss you too” She smiled back Our bags were hauled by some bodyguards to the trunks of the two vehicles taking us. When they were done, we said our final goodbyes to Romano, waving and smiling. We boarded the vehicles and soon, we were speeding down the road. It was going to be a long ride so I decided to keep myself busy. I plugged in my earphones and selected a movie –Disney’s Mufasa– to watch. Baby Nolan on the other hand was enjoying Cocomelon which was playing on the mini television in the car. I wasn't sure exactly how long we took but we were at the underground penthouse already. We ali
Claire's POV "Let's take a moment to remember…" I held back more tears, even when my face was red and swollen. "…a mentor, a brave man, a brother, ...a husband" I couldn't control it anymore.Romano came to my side, rubbing me by the side as he comforted me. Elyse sat at a side, her expression numb, she said no word nor did I hear a sob, but her face watered.I wanted to tell her again that I was sorry. That this was entirely my fault. How would I be able to live through this guilt? Staying in the same house knowing that I pulled the trigger and even made no effort to find his body for a proper burial."Don was everything…to me, ..to us" I continue, in between my sobs. "I love you, Don." I kissed the flowers, as I placed them on the little pavement around our former house, where Don and I spent most of our memories.Since there was no corpse to mourn, I thought it was only proper to pay tribute to his property. This wasn't a mode to move on. Never, could I move on from this. But ra
Claire's POV Tears streamed down our cheeks as I returned to hug my late husband’s sister. If only she knew how her brother died. I sighed. We remained in the embrace for God knows how long. After a while, Elyse slowly pulled away, first wiping her tears before she wiped mine. “That's okay, Claire, that's okay. Enough with the tears” She wiped under my eyes “What matters right now is that you're back, hale and hearty” “I know, right “ I replied, my eyes still teary “I'm so glad to be home, Elyse. You don't know how much I've missed you guys” I broke down into fresh tears. My outburst lasted for quite a while and Elyse did nothing but be patient with me, while rubbing my back and saying soothing words to me. I calmed down after a while, only shaking with silent sobs. “Come right in. Sorry we left you at the door” Elyse ushered me into the house “It's fine. You all were surprised to see me” I replied as I sat on a couch. I looked around the house, taking in everything. I had miss
Claire's Pov"Hey, Bambina" the soft voice of Don, like a wind had brought it and taken it away too. "Bambina, you look so good…spreading out your fucking legs like that" The voice suddenly changed into Salvatore's voice and I sprang up from the bed, waking up from a terrible nightmare.The switch from my sweet Don to Salvatore the monster had startled me. It was like Salvatore kept interrupting every moment I wanted to have with Don, even in my dreams.I rolled on the bed, cuddling the pillow to my chest as I resumed crying. I had cried all through the night and had begun again this morning. The feeling of being in New York is all of Don's memories and I thought I was ready, but I was not.I went on my knees beside the bed, in prayer mode. "I am sorry Don, please forgive me." I sobbed. "You were my literal existence and I took that life from you. I hate myself right now. I am so sorry, Don" I cried."I love you, my husband. I do"After more confessions, like Don's spirit was beside m