Claire’s POV I smacked my lips as I applied my favorite lipgloss, Fenty. Madam Desideria, Elyse and I had a lot to do today. After dinner last night, we three had sat down to do some planning on how we were going to spend the next day. From going to the spa to having roadside lunch to shopping at the mall, we were going to do all these with Don’s black card. I had argued that he allowed us three ladies to use our money, but Don had vehemently refused. He argued that it would be ungenerous of him to allow us to use our money when we could easily spend his. I knew better than to argue so I just agreed. He wasn’t home by the way. Romano too. They had work to attend to. Speaking of dinner, last night was so heartwarming. I felt the love, joy, and peace of the family. After teasing Don, we sat at the table, discussing so many things and we cracked lots of jokes, I choked lightly a couple of times. I also noticed the way Romano looked at Elyse, the sparkle in his eyes whenever his eyes
Claire's POV With a quizzical look on my face, I stood in awe, Don’s card still in my hand as I watched this stranger swipe his card. His card was accepted by the machine and all our items were paid for. I watched him take out his card from the machine and alongside the others, he slipped it into his pocket before shoving his hands down his pockets. I had questions. Tons of them. Who was he? Why did he pay for our items? Did he know us? Was his paying for our items something we should be bothered about? Was he working for someone? Who sent him? These questions had to be answered because I was really confused at this point. “Ohmm..th—thank you…. Stranger” I said, finding my voice. He simply jiggled his brows slightly and shrugged, hands still in his pockets. I thought he was at least going to tell me his name but that didn’t look like it was going to happen anytime soon. He was so unbothered like he had not just done something…. mesmerizing. Maybe I should introduce myself. Maybe
Salvatore’s POV I stared into nothing as I puffed out smoke from both my nostrils and mouth. I was on an empty street –more like, lonely sitting beside my car, a Hennessey Venom F5, scattered around me were a good number of fierce-looking men. My bodyguards were all dressed in black, just like me. We gleaned under the street lights. In front and behind the Hennessey Venom F5, were my BMW X5 and my Jeep Grand Cherokee. Money, whether in note or coin, I had all of it. In rolls and stacks. Cars, mansions, girls, you name them. I had them at my beck and call. Fame and power. I had tasted those too. Who was I kidding? I’m Salvatore fuckin’ Sebastian, Godfather of Silver Fox. I controlled whoever and did whatever. I loved the world I had built and I wasn’t planning on letting it go anytime soon.There was only one thing that posed a threat to this world of mine: Don DaDa, the filthy bastard of Danger Blaze, a rival to Silver Fox. I hated him to the core. He was a piece of shit and I was
Claire's PovIt's been an hour. Madam Desideria was not back from the library. Don and Romano were yet to be home which was a recourse to the situation. Don had called that I ate dinner without him and while I sat at the dining table with Elyse waiting for Madam Desi, I couldn't help but be worried.Was it because she hardly left home? She had been one to exist in a spot, so this was a surprise. She loved the library, no doubt, but she had most of her books delivered at home. Maybe I was just being paranoid. She was a grown woman, enough to decide on her will. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Elyse interrupted my thoughts. "About Madam Desideria" she finished."Yes. She is quite late." I murmured, staring at the food on the table which was turning cold. "I have my suspicions."Elyse leaned closer to the table. " Do you think Madam Desi is seeing someone?" Elyse winked and I laughed. "No, seriously. She seems to sneak around lately. I suspect she is dating a man"My mouth corne
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
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