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Yanna A small smile stretches on my face as I admire the scan of my little six weeks old baby, it looks like the size of a walnut, so cute. Enzo’s face flashes in my head, I know that he deserves to know about our child but he hurt me so bad that I just feel like I’m using this as punishment for him which is very wrong and toxic. Shockingly, he has let me be since he knelt at my feet in the hotel, he listened to me and has given me my space and time to think this out but there’s just a hanging feeling that this peace won’t last. Sighing, I scroll through my Ipad looking for available jobs that I could apply for the meantime that I’m staying at this apartment. My phone rings and surprisingly it was Sunny. “Hi Yanna….” I don’t say anything, to be fair I don’t know if she knew about the video or not but I was just pissed about anyone in the mafia. “Yanna….how are you doing.” She asks. I let put a sigh, giving her the benefit of a doubt. “How do you think I’m doi
Yanna I let out a groggy moan from my restless sleep, my first trimester has taken a huge toll on me. A wave of nausea hits me causing me to rush over to the bathroom to throw up for the again. It’s been a week that I’ve been living in my apartment, Enzo hasn’t called since then and it just makes me wonder if he ever truly loved me. An email pops up on my phone so I rush to pick up expecting an acceptance for a job offer but I was met with the usual spam mails that I’ve been getting for the past week now. All companies that I’ve been applying to has either rejected me or not called me back and I was starting to get anxious even though it’s just been a week. The thought of reaching out to Mathew for that gig still lingers in my head. My finger hovers over his contact as I internally debate to call him or not because I was desperate to do something at least. It wasn’t that I was broke or anything….in fact I have a lot of money that can sustain me and my baby till wheneve
Yanna It was like we’ve been craving each other’s touch for the past week so as soon as I climb over to his lap, we both loose all senses of reasoning while enjoying blissful pleasure. “Hngh…” He kisses down my neck hungrily like a thirsty man while my hips jot against his in a grinding motion, trying to relieve the familiar ache of my throbbing clit. No words were said between us as we both took pleasure in each other’s body’s, shamelessly dry humping in the middle of a public parking lot. Thankfully, Donatello had driven away with my car so we took advantage of being parked at a secluded area with the tinted windows of the car. I reach down to unbuckle his belt while he busies himself with palming my ass like it’s his first time ever feeling them up. “Fuck…” Enzo hisses as I release his swollen cock from his pants, pumping him harshly while locking eyes with his dark ones that looks at me like his last meal. His hand slips underneath my dress, between my th
Yanna We were engulfed in a comfortable silence, with only the crashing waves on the beach and a few noise from families around were heard. I missed this. I miss when we’re not fighting, our little cuddles we do, his warmth and scent. Thoughts about my pregnancy flashes into my head, to be truthful….I was nervous to tell him. Things weren’t as safe as we thought it was so I’m not sure if he is ready ti have this baby too. My hand unconsciously caresses my tummy, silently praying that everything gets better and I can finally feel safe for once. “Come back to me….” Enzo whispers softly. I won’t admit it but I had forgiven him after he knelt in my hotel room but I was still stalling just to make him hurt more which is toxic of me….. “Please….I can’t take any hurt again.” My voice cracks as a sob wrecks through me. He turns to face me, leaning closer to place a kiss on my forehead like he usually does. “All the doubts you have about me….I’m trying Yanna, please don’
Yanna Not bringing up my pregnancy was hard, I avoided coffee, wine or even some food that made me nauseous. Enzo is starting to get suspicious on little things that I do that seems unnatural of me to be doing, like avoiding coffee or my regular wine or even holding in a gag. The waitress comes to my table, cutting me off from my thoughts. “Hi, are you ready to order?” she asks with a smile. On cue, Hailey walks in with little Maya who was cutely dressed in her winter clothes with a knitted pink scarf around her neck and mittens on her hands. “Aunty Yanna!” Maya yells which catches the attention of a few people in the restaurant. I scoop low to pick her up. “Oh how I missed my little Maya.” She giggles as i litter her face with kisses. She wiggles down and goes over to sit while Hailey comes up to hug me. “Girl, I missed you.” She sighs. My eyes widen as I catch the sight of the waitress standing awkwardly by the side. “Oh I’m so sorry…please we would call
Yanna All my thoughts about surprising Enzo with my pregnancy flies out the window as I rush into our home with a worried looking Sunny hot on my tail. Barging into the office, Enzo’s annoyed face quickly turns into the one of concern as he scans my face. He stands from his seat and rushes over to cup my cheeks. “What’s wrong?” I glance around the room and just noticed the few men that sat at the table for the meeting which had the same mirrored look of shock from my abrupt presence. “The meeting’s over, we’ll continue tomorrow.” Enzo’s deep voice commands. A chubby elderly man frowns deeply. “But-” Enzo sends him a deadly glare which shuts him up and they all scramble to leave the office, leaving just Enzo and I alone. “Tell me what’s wrong?” I could finally release a breath as I wrap my arms around his waist, embracing him tightly which seems to help calming my nerves. I release a shaky breath. “Mathew…” He lifts up my chin. “What the fuck did that asshole do?”
Yanna I squint my eye through the shades that sits on my nose, laser focused at the small white golf ball. Adjusting my stance to be balanced, I tighten my grip on the golf club and swing hard. Alonzo whistles in awe from the golf cart he sat at. The ball zooms through the air and lands on the green lawn just a few meters beside the hole where the red flag was stationed. A smile stretches on my lips. “I’m getting better at this.” “You could be a pro golfer, that’s for sure.” Alonzo complements with a smile. I playfully roll my eyes as I walk over to the golf cart he sat in. “I didn’t like the sport before but now I’m starting to like it.” To my surprise, Alonzo had called for a father and daughter's day and I couldn’t say no because he was at least putting effort to build a better relationship between us. We were currently at a golf course, taking turns to play and with us being competitive, we noted down our scores just to win against the other. The ball gir
Enzo I end the call with my business partner after a long talk about a contract deal that Yanna would be taking part in for an interior decorating gig, she doesn’t know about this yet but I want to surprise her. Antonio walks in with Donatello tailing behind him, I had sent them to get real information on Mathew or whatever his real name is because for all we know that bastard is a spy. “We actually found something on him but not all…” Antonio starts. Donatello snickers. “The cunt is a sneaky bitch I tell you….” Antonio chuckles and I smirk at his choice of words. Donatello has always been known to have a mouth of the gutter even for a mafia, he was very vulgar with his choice of words. I remember meeting him for the first time when I was about seventeen years old and he was the same age, brought into the mafia after series of underground fighting and smuggling of drugs. The projector turns on showcasing what they had found on Mathew. “What am I looking at?” “Ap
*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-”