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Matteo's PovI've come to terms with the fact that some days might be good and some days bad, but right now, in this moment when my eyes flutter open to my wife's face scrunched up in pleasure and her pussy suffocating my dick, I can bet everything I have that it's going to be a splendid day today.How the fuck did I end up shoving my dick into my wife's pussy whilst we were asleep?Where the hell are the kids?How the hell is my wife enjoying sex when she's half awake?My thrusts are halted, my brain running in circles as I desperately attempt to fully decipher the events of this morning that might have led to this.Mirabella mumbles. "Matteo. . . Don't stop. Please, don't stop.""El? Baby? Are you asleep?" I murmur, grunting almost immediately when she rotates her hips, pushing herself forward to take all of me with a whimper.Her pussy tightens around my dick suffocatingly and I hiss, burrowing my head into the crook of her neck, moaning her name."Mirabella, please wake up. You mi
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Mirabella's PovWhen Matteo and I heard the crash downstairs and took to our heels, I was hoping that it wouldn't be anything serious. Going on downstairs, I prayed in my heart that it'd just be the kids playing and thrashing the furniture but that doesn't seem to be the case.Not when my daughter's lips are spread wide in a toothy smile with blood smeared all over her face, and my son's features stoic, a better part of his body is soaked in blood.Time suddenly slows down, my legs coming to an abrupt stop, leaving me rooted in a spot as harsh pants escape my parted lips.Slowly, I whip my head around, immediately locking eyes with my husband who seems to be having the same thought as I. The situation isn't making any sense to me and I'm trying really hard to have a better understanding but my brain seems to be in a fog.My eyes widen even more, my brows furrowing so hard that my temple hurts. My daughter smiles even bigger, looking up at her father and I. My son still as quiet as he
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Mirabella's PovAm I truly living? Or am I yearning for death in order to truly live?Is a question that I've continuously asked myself for years.I live because death is promised.Through the promise of death, I breathe.Through the promise of death, I yearn for the ability to truly live.When I'm faced with death, I expect it to be the happiest day of my life. Almost like finally seeing your long, lost friend.I hope for death's embrace to be soft and warm, to make me feel like I'm at home—the home I've always been in search of for as long as I can remember.Sincerely, I've become very impatient as I await death's call upon me. So, I remind myself with each passing day that I am one day closer to being faced with death.And today is that day.When against all opposition, I'm adorned in a leather body tight jumpsuit, fully strapped with guns and blades, ready to take on the bastards who were brave enough to abduct my daughter.We all file out—men and women trained for war.It's with h
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Mirabella's Pov"No." I state my answer with a tone of finality. My husband scoffs, his head bobbing a few times. His tongues darts out and swipes across his teeth."Till death do us part."Those are the words that flow through the air before another side to my husband is activated. He runs through the rain of bullets, doing his very best to protect himself until he's gotten to our daughter.With one swift motion, he sweeps her off her feet and with the same speed, he runs like his life depends on how fast his legs move.It does, technically.A smile coats my lips when they reach me, a choked sob escaping the back of my throat when my princess hugs into me.I bask in the joy of having my daughter back in my arms that I don't realize my husband has walked back into the battlefield, this time without his vest nor his guns.He throws his hands into the air in a surrender, as if inviting death.I push my daughter aside and stumble, repeated screams escaping my throat."No! No! No! No! No
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Mirabella's Pov"Because I loved you, dinnazione!"It's a declaration. One made with a strained voice, staggered breath, and a hesitant heart.Time stills. I blink, my blink slow—too slow, as though my grip on sanity is lost.Certain events are impossible to prevent.For years, decades even, it has been a known fact. Certain events cannot be prevented, but a knowing of its occurrence ensures that we are properly prepared for when those events does occur.With Ares, my eyes were opened wide, my ears listening, intent to comprehend the signs by observation.The manner at which he stared at me, smiled at me, took care of me, provided me with companionship—I wanted to comprehend.Foolish of me to assume.I was too much of a coward to have demanded clarity.He was too much of a coward to have come forward, and clean about how he truly felt.And now, we're put in a difficult situation.Now, I'm in disbelief.When did it happen?How did it happen?How possible was it that Ares harbored feeli
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Mirabella's PovI did it.I won, didn't I?Then why do I feel so hollow? Why do I feel like I've lost? Why do I feel like a failure?Have I truly won, or have I dug the dark hole deeper than it was?I have always gotten love like poison, even from my own family. With my mother, loving me even when she couldn't love herself. Holding my hands even when she couldn't hold her own hand. Saving my life even when she couldn't save herself.Her love was poison.Then my sister. It would be better if we remained enemies, it would be better if she died my rival, but no, she had to show me a weakness. She showed me that in all of her hatred, there was still love for me, stored somewhere in her heart.In her last minutes, I witnessed that love. And that love too, was poison.With my family, their love is a poison of guilt. The guilt, like venom, seeps into my bloodstreams, taking hostage every breath, every blink, every word, every emotion—the entirety of my being.My inability to properly look my
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Mirabella's PovI am stuck alone.Words whispered through tears, one which forged an uncommon bond with my own self. A lifeline that has kept me anchored.I have lived alone.Strived alone.Survived alone.Me against me.Me for me.Wrong.I have a family, a complete family. My husband, my children, my mother in-law, my sister in-law, friends, well wishers, soldiers, business associates.I am constantly surrounded by love.Life is good.Do you want to know what else is good? The. . ."What might my beautiful wife be seriously thinking about?" Wet kisses meet my neck. I moan at the warmth of his tongue gliding down my neck line."Do you never get tired?"My husband hums, his teeth nibbling my skin. "Perhaps stay in bed for as long as seven months and tell me if it doesn't build your sexual stamina."Chuckling, I say, "You're unserious.""I'm seriously horny.""Crazy." I joke.My husband hums. "For you.""I'm busy. I have. . .we have a job to finish.""Let me finish inside you first."I
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Matteo's PovI wake to heat.My wife’s body, perfectly molded into mine, her mass of dark hair cascading over my chest, warms my heart.But it warms somewhere else, a place that sends an ache down to my core, causing my briefs to tighten.I kiss the back of my wife’s head, my arms around her waist tightening protectively while I pull her further into me as though if I let go even for a second, I’d lose her.It wouldn’t be so far fetched, losing my wife that is. It seems something I am too perfect in—I either drive her away, or my baggages would do the job for me.Except, this time has to be different, I want to show her that we could always be a normal couple, a normal family.We can always wake up to a peaceful day, have a good laugh, and still be the wicked entities we are.My hands are now wandering, my fingers trailing the line that runs across her ribs to the curve of her waist.She stirs, a small cry of a whimper eliciting in her throat.I don’t stop moving my hands. The left on
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