Claire's POV 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 dominance. Surprisingly, I kissed back. With so much fervor. His lips not leaving mine, he grabbed my ass cheeks, lifting me up. On cue, I wrapped my legs around his waist and slowly, he led us to the bed and dropped me in it, hovering over me right after. We kissed some more as he rugged on the strap sleeves of my night dress. Successfully, both hands came off, baring my breasts to him. My nipples were already hardened, ready to be eaten, sucked on or whatever. His lips moved to my left breast, kissed my areola before nibbling on my nipple. He finally took it fully into his mouth, giving it soft bites as he sucked. His right hand strayed to my right breast and settled on it, fondling and squeezing, eliciting a moan from me. His hands switched places with his mouth and he repeated the same action, educing more moans from me. I reache
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
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
I heard the loud thud of footsteps and the sharp slap of shoes against the hallway floor, followed by my name being shouted."Claire!"Immediately, I jumped up and scrambled to hide the evidence of my rebellious plans scattered across my bed. It was always part of my routine to clear everything within thirty seconds of hearing my name echo through the apartment hall—before Luciano could let himself in. No matter how many times I asked him to lower his voice so as not to alert the neighbors, he never listened. He never listened to anyone.I barely managed to shove the last of the documents under the bed before a heavy knock rattled my door with enough force to nearly knock it off its hinges. I knew exactly what that knock meant. After all this time, I could tell it could only be one of two things: Luciano was in a bad mood, or he was in an absolutely terrible mood—and I didn't even want to guess which it was today. The red silk tie that went flying across the room as I hurried to the d
My eyes well up with tears that burned my eyes and I gagged from time to time when his thrusts hit the back of my throat. Yet I didn't close my eyes neither did he shut his till I finally felt the veins of his member tighten and his muscles flex hard. He's close. He didn't stop thrusting into my mouth until he came with a loud satisfied groan while muttering a string of curses and the evidences of his release sputtered out of him and into my mouth. I swallowed everything and lapped at the ones that spluttered all over his member, my mouth and covering my bossom. I milked him dry till there was nothing left. And till I left him breathing erratically. I waited dutifully on my knees in front of him while he came down from his high and preparing myself to be roughly taken against my bed, the floor, the walls or wherever Luciano sees fit. When he reached down to pull his pants up, I knew that wouldn't happen tonight and thanked my stars because I was even yet to heal from the rough pai
“That bastard was here again wasn’t he?”“Hello to you too Nick”I was in the middle of ridding my room of every trace of Luciano’s presence partly for my own sanity because just the smell of him disgusts me. I had rushed to the bathroom the moment he left to wash his sticky essence off of my body yet it feels like it’s still all over my body and crawling all over my skin.But cleaning the room to get rid of Luciano’s scent is mainly because of my best and only friend who hates Luciano’s gut more than I do. Nick has a temper and his greatest trigger had to be the thought of Luciano coming here to use me again without him being able to do anything about it.“Answer me Claire, that bastard came here again?”I was past lying to Nick because he could smell a lie from a mile away. Besides,the room still stunk of his release and seemed a little too strong for the air freshener I sprayed in the room.“He was only here for a few minutes” I said, turning my back on Nick and crouching by my bed
Nick gave me a smile that emphasised his boyish charm. “Have you gotten anything?” Nick asked, nodding towards the files scattered on my bed. I shook my head. The files here have the records of luciano’s men but none had enough information that I could make use off. I stole the file from his office on the very day he let me go. I had been planning for revenge ever since then but the chances of actually getting my revenge on Luciano seems slim.I know nothing about him or what to use against him. He’s like a ghost. Unknown to anybody. I don’t even know where he stays or the place he locked me up at because I was blindfolded the first day he abducted me and the day he released me. Neither do I know any of his clubs even when I know that he owns a fleet of them here in the city. All of his operations go by without anyone’s notice. His always the monsters who blend with people the most and Luciano is a dangerous monster. “It’s going to be fine. It’s only a matter of time.” Nick s
I try not to think of how miserable my life is as i work everyday. To everyone at the cafe and bar, I’m the sweetest lady they’ve ever met.I was a lady with the brightest smile and without a care in the world. Alex made it especially clear that he hired me two years ago because he thought my smile could light up the room. Everything people think of me is just a contrast of who I really am. I bear so much hate, so much anger and so much bitterness inside of me that I try to hide. After Luciano let me go three years ago, I realised that if I wanted to be free totally I had to start from somewhere. I couldn’t stop him from getting an apartment down town for me where he could come and go as he pleases but he knows damn well he couldn’t stop me from getting a job and at least pick up the pieces of my life and put them back together. It was hard. First, no one wanted to hire someone who didn’t even complete her high school diploma. I stopped going to school right after Luciano took me
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 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 dominance. Surprisingly, I kissed back. With so much fervor. His lips not leaving mine, he grabbed my ass cheeks, lifting me up. On cue, I wrapped my legs around his waist and slowly, he led us to the bed and dropped me in it, hovering over me right after. We kissed some more as he rugged on the strap sleeves of my night dress. Successfully, both hands came off, baring my breasts to him. My nipples were already hardened, ready to be eaten, sucked on or whatever. His lips moved to my left breast, kissed my areola before nibbling on my nipple. He finally took it fully into his mouth, giving it soft bites as he sucked. His right hand strayed to my right breast and settled on it, fondling and squeezing, eliciting a moan from me. His hands switched places with his mouth and he repeated the same action, educing more moans from me. I reache
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
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