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YannaI yawned groggily, Enzo had woken up early and is probably working out in the underground gym. I made my way to the walk in closet to get my gym outfits, I’ve been slacking in that department ever since the honeymoon.Walking into the gym with Enzo’s sculptured back facing me while he did pull ups, my lips parted slightly, there’s nothing more sexy in a man than broad shoulders, big arms and sexy backs.Damn…..I stood there watching him like some creep, once he’s done, he turns around and raises a brow in question.His eyes wandered down my outfit. “Good morning….”Shutting my parted lips, I cursed under my breath from how thirsty I look. “Good morning….”He sits at the bench press. “I didn’t know you workout”“I was a stripper, how do you think I could work that pole.” I retorted back, switching on the treadmill.He nods slowly and pops his airpods back in, to continue his bench press.This was the most awkward workout I’ve ever done!. I felt like dying already after a 30 minut
Yanna I quickly got down from the pole not forgetting to drag Hailey along as we made our way to the exit of the club but in time one of Enzo’s men blocks the door. Hailey whined. “What the hell is happening!” I clenched my teeth in anger as I glared at the men at the door. “I want to leave now.” I said through my teeth. He nods. “I’m sorry Mrs Bernadi but Don wants to see you.” he gestured up. Cringing inwardly, I glanced at a very tipsy Hailey, she leaned on my shoulder and blabbered nonsense. I let out a huff. “fine.” The man helps me with Hailey while guiding me to the VIP section. To say I was nervous would be an understatement, yes I know what I and Hailey did was very inappropriate, considering that I’m married and she’s a mom. We were guided into Enzo’s VIP booth, he looked pissed as his eyes watched me walk over to him, frowning as he scans my outfit. The man drops Hailey on the couch and walks away going back to where he was stationed. I glanced at a very stoic looki
YannaHailey spent the night at our home, she had left Maya with her mum so there was no reason to take her to her house wasted and alone.I had been blushing like a school girl ever since I and Enzo’s little session in his office back at the club.Enzo had returned very early in the morning and was still in bed as I prepared breakfast in a happy mood while Hailey groggily drank her coffee.She groaned. “How can you be in such a happy mood?”I laugh at her scrunched face but shrug my shoulders and continued on to cooking.She releases a long sigh. “I’ve decided to quit stripping.”My brows raise in surprise but I nodded. “That’s good…. but why?”“Maya would be four this year, I don’t get to spend nights with her and also….. I got back with Travis….” she hesitates.My face scrunches up in anger. “What!?” I can’t believe she went back to that asshole.She cringes. “I know……it’s just that, I-I love him?”“Don’t give me that crap, can’t you hear the uncertainty in your voice!?” I was fumin
Yanna It’s been two weeks since I had that big fight with Hailey, she’s still pissed because she hasn’t been picking up my calls and she finally blocked my number. Much to Enzo’s reluctance, I asked him to send men to watch over her and keep her safe, thankfully it seemed like she was safer staying at her parent’s home. “You’re still worried about her?” Enzo asked as he walked into the library. I sigh. “I just found out that she has blocked my number.” He folds his arms and leans on the bookshelf, eyeing me with his piercing grey eyes. “Get dressed.” Sitting up abruptly. “Where are you taking me to?” He smirks cocking his head to the side. “Out.” I roll my eyes in annoyance but decide to get dressed. After I was done getting dressed in a long maxi skirt and a backless crop top, I headed down to meet up with Enzo. He looked sexy in a revealing shirt that showcased his tattooed arms. “Now, would you tell me where we’re headed?” I asked as I walked over to him. Placing his hand
Yanna Butterflies…. Yep that’s probably what has been fluttering in my belly ever since I and Enzo’s date at the yacht yesterday.Luca’s squeal cut me off from my thoughts, I glance at where he was trying to waddle around the living room while one of those kids songs played on the TV.Emilia walks over to him with a phone in her hand, recording this new precious memory of Luca’s. I smile softly at his cute expression of excitement as his chubby legs tries to waddle over to Emilia.“Aren’t you so cute!...” Emilia gushes as she picks him up.He squeals some more, grabbing her face tightly.“Was that the first time he walked?” I ask, making my way over to them.She squeezes his cheeks. “Nope, but that was the first time he walked for that long though.”I tickle his sides causing him to giggle and squirm furiously.She sighs. “He reminds me of Enzo so much…”I raise a brow. “Really?.... I have never seen his childhood pictures.”Emilia glances around, noticing that there were no pictures
Enzo*warning: violent scenes ahead*Fucking hell…….I couldn’t concentrate, my thoughts were a mess, my whole thoughts have been clustered with just Yanna and I blame her sweet mouth for that.Releasing a groan, I shift slightly to adjust my pants from thoughts of her sweet mouth. For all I care, I was addicted.Clearing my head, I glance at the bloody viper tattoo on the neck of the man kneeling in front of me in chains. His moans and groans of pain echoed trough the open space of the shed.“I’m going to ask you one more time…..where is Rossi?” my deep voice rung in the room.He spits his bloody saliva on my feet, snarling painfully. “Fuck yourself.” He mutters.I nod slowly eyeing his form, thinking of ways I could use to get him to talk.Donatello, one of my men groans beside me. “Don, please let me handle him.” he smiles sickly at me, excited to let his imagination run through.I chuckle, eyeing the excitement on his face but shake my head causing him to pout. “Not today but soon.
Enzo*warning: violent scenes ahead*Fucking hell…….I couldn’t concentrate, my thoughts were a mess, my whole thoughts have been clustered with just Yanna and I blame her sweet mouth for that.Releasing a groan, I shift slightly to adjust my pants from thoughts of her sweet mouth. For all I care, I was addicted.Clearing my head, I glance at the bloody viper tattoo on the neck of the man kneeling in front of me in chains. His moans and groans of pain echoed trough the open space of the shed.“I’m going to ask you one more time…..where is Rossi?” my deep voice rung in the room.He spits his bloody saliva on my feet, snarling painfully. “Fuck yourself.” He mutters.I nod slowly eyeing his form, thinking of ways I could use to get him to talk.Donatello, one of my men groans beside me. “Don, please let me handle him.” he smiles sickly at me, excited to let his imagination run through.I chuckle, eyeing the excitement on his face but shake my head causing him to pout. “Not today but soon.
Yanna It was like a slap to the face, seeing Enzo being so cold and vicious just minutes ago reminds me that he is still the ruthless Don of the Italian mafia and that sweet date we had was just a slight glitch from the actual real world.I was currently pacing around in our bedroom, terrified to face Enzo again not after what I had just witnessed in that shed I never knew existed until today.The door suddenly opens revealing a bloodied Enzo with dead eyes like he didn’t just murder somebody just minutes ago.As he walks closer to me, I take steps back until I hit the edge of my vanity. “Stay back…” I mutter shakily.He stops and stands at a spot. “Where were you?” he asks calmly, terrifying me some more.“I-is that what we should be talking about right now?” I squint my eyes.His jaws ticks but he stays calm. “Where were you?” he asks again.I roll my eyes. “Oh you know where the fuck I was so stop with all these bullshit questions.”He smirks, running his tongue along his teeth. “Y
*SLAP!* *SLAP!* *SLAP!* “Oh gosh!...” Yanna moans out as she bounces on Enzo. Their hips move in union, grinding against each other in a desperate search for release. Enzo’s brows scrunches in pleasure as he feels Yanna tighten against him harshly. He hisses in pleasure. “Fuckkk…..yeah, baby.” Delicious shivers litters Yanna’s body as he feels the familiar tug in her belly. She increases her pace and leans down to capture Enzo’s lips. “Mmh!” She moans against his lips as he increases his pace, jotting up into her while groping her ass as leverage. “I’m about to cum.” She rasped against his lips. They both moan while grinding harshly against each other for their release. Yanna’s toes curl as her orgasm rips out of her so suddenly with her jaws slacking in the process. Enzo jerks harshly, spurting his cum into her with a deep groan. On cue, the shrieking sound of their six months old son sounds through the baby monitor. Yanna chuckles softly against Enzo’s f
Enzo “Wait, w-wait please!” Victor yells and scrambles back in fear. I cock my head to the side and watch his disgusting face filled with fear, my eyes scan down to his arms and the thought of him putting his hands on Yanna flashes into my head. I notice a sledge hammer at the far end of the warehouse and with a snap of my finger, my men brings it to me. “You put your hands on my wife.” I state roughly. Victor gulps and scrambles to his kneels. “I-it was a foolish mistake on my part…..I-I would never do such a thing again!” Donatello snickers and eyes Victor. “Bullshit.” I crouch down to his height, giving him a blank expression. “You don’t have a choice again, I warned you didn’t I?” He shakes his head as his fearful expression changes into that of pure anger. “You’ve got to be fucking with me, I’m an Ivanov dammit!” My lips stretches into a smirk as I rise back to my full height, weighing the sledge hammer in my arms. “You’re a fucking psycho that deserves
Enzo I place a kiss on Yanna’s forehead as she sleeps through the night. It was time to permanently get rid of the problem that has been taunting us for some time now. Alonzo grabs my arm. “Why don’t you wait until everything is settled before dealing with Roberto?” he whispers. “My son was born prematurely, my wife is in a lot of pain because of that and you’re telling me to wait?” I clench my jaw in anger. He sighs and guides me out if the VIP hospital room. “I understand how you feel but don’t you think that this decision might be too drastic?” I snicker and cock my head to the side. “I didn’t want to tell you but…..Roberto has been behind everything…. Rossi and Matteo’s death.” His brows scrunch in confusion. “What do you mean behind Rossi and Matteo’s death?” I let out a sigh. “He ordered Rossi to get rid of Matteo…..he said this himself yesterday.” Alonzo’s expression changes to that of distraught as he takes a few steps back. “M-my own blood could do such
Yanna *BEEP* *BEEP* The sickening sterilised smell, that is the first thing I notice once I become conscious. My eyes still feel too heavy to open but I can feel the dull aching on my body. I let out a whimper as memories of Victor flashes into my head, the annoying beeping seems to increase as panic floods my system. “Ma’m, its okay you’re in the hospital, you had an emergency C-section done.” A woman stated frantically. My eyes shoots open at the word if ‘C-section’ but it quickly closes back by the blinding lights of the room I lay in. “Baby, it’s okay.” I hear Enzo’s voice which comforts me a little. I feel him place a kiss on my knuckles while I try to blink my eyes open to adjust to the lights of the room. His face was a little bit blurry with his brows scrunched in worry and bloodshot red eyes that looks like he had been crying. “Hey….” He mumbles. I clear my throat from the dryness. “O-our baby…..i-is he okay….” I mange to mumble out hoarsely. My h
Enzo “Let go of him Enzo.” I quickly turn to the voice of Roberto behind me, a few of his men stood behind him armed and the familiar tattoos on their body. A smirk makes it’s way to my lips and I abruptly fire a shot to Victor's shoulder with makes him to wail in pain. “You fucker!” he groans “Enzo!” Roberto yells. I turn to him. “Why the fuck are you here?” He steps up the rest of the stairs, scanning my injured form. “Go back home, you’re in no shape to start this.” He proceeds to make his way over to Yanna’s room but I shoot and the bullet fires just beside his head. “We’re not done talking.” I state firmly. His men points their gun towards me but Roberto waves them off. “I don’t have the for this Enzo-” Thundering footsteps are heard as my men surround Roberto and his men suddenly which makes a smirk to appear on my lips. “You should be wise and behave right now.” I state smugly Roberto scowls at my men and turns to me. “I should’ve gotten rid o
Enzo My heart raced in fear of something happening to Yanna as I point the gun at Igor who looks confused and pissed off. “What the hell, Bernadi.” He scowls. I clock the gun. “Tell me where the fuck is Victor!” His men rush in with loaded guns pointing our way but Igor halts them with a wave of his hand. “Last time I tracked him down, he took his chip out so I really don’t know where he is.” Igor states. “Bullshit.” I storm over to Jim, not caring for the gun pointing my way. My fist clamp on his shirt tightly. “Tell me where he is or I’ll blow up your sea port in Russia.” He scoffs and attempts to release my fist but it doesn’t budge. “Don’t be carxy Brrnadi, my sea port is highly secured there’s no way you could’ve had the time to send your men over there to plant bombs.” It was my turn to smirk. “Want to bet, Ivanov?” I wasn’t stupid to head over to Igor’s warehouse without something to use as collateral. My men in Russia had already planted the bomb a
Yanna I let out a groan from the soreness of my joints, memories of being kidnapped flashes into my head which causes my eyes to open abruptly but I quickly squint them shut from the blinding lights of the room. My hand unconsciously palms my belly, checking for any sign of injury or the movement of the baby. I let out a sigh of relief when I feel a kick and try to open my eyes again. I notice the change of my outfit, I’m in a light blue hospital outfit laying on what seems to be like a bed with my right and left ankles chained to either side of the bed. Fear struck me like lightning as I wiggled my feet but the chains were too tight to even move them. The memory of Sunny being shot flashes into my head as tears streams down my eyes. “Where is this place?” I mumble to myself and sit up slowly. The room is proclain white with nothing else in it except the bed I’m chained to, it looks like asylum rooms that they used in the movies. The door was a rusty metal one with on
Yanna “Are you sure that you’re going to be okay going alone?” Enzo asks for like the tenth time. I roll my eye in frustration. “Yes, Enzo you’ve been asking this and I’ll stick to my answer.” He sighs and tucks in his shirt. “Okay, I’ll have Sunny and Donatello go with you.” “Enzo I’m going to the doctors not a war ground….I don’t need so much protection.” I state. “Fine, Sunny will go with you and that’s final.” He places a kiss on my head. I let out a sigh but nod as I get my purse to head out. “you’re seeing Igor today right?” “Yeah….I have to see him before he leaves for Russia.” He leaves the room while I finish getting ready to head out. My hand unconsciously caresses my swollen belly, he has grown much the past few weeks I’m so sure he’s going to be a chunky baby. I head down to see Sunny cleaning her gun on the kitchen counter. “Do you really need to bring that?” She looks up and nods. “Yes, with the huge threat of Victor, I definitely need to bri
Yanna I storm after Enzo, hot on his heels as he paces over to the garage. “Enzo, you must be crazy!” He clicks on the car’s remote and the car beeps to unlock. Luckily I reach to the car just before he could open it just for me to shut it back. “Yanna, please.” He’s pissed but so was I. I cock my head to the side. “I’m not letting you barge over to Roberto’s….its a foolish plan and you know it.” He clenches his jaw with glossy eyes as he tried to hold back his tears which breaks my heart, I know just how much he cared for Matteo. “That bastard…..he is behind Matteo’s death.” He groans out and kicks the tires of the car in anger. I place my hand on his arm in a comforting manner. “We don’t know that for sure…it was just a guess.” He lets out a breath and runs his hand through his hair. “I’m gonna kill that bastard.” I nod and make effort to guide him back into the house. “Okay….but please let’s just plan out what we need to do….I-I can’t loose you this way-”