"Sorry..." I said instead of the nasty comeback I had in mind."You've lost my trust now, I want you to gain it back before I can allow you to go back to college again..."I pursed my lips, glaring into his eyes. "And how do I do that?""You figure it out, Angel"I looked down at the urn and chewed on my lower lip. "I'm sorry for lying, sneaking out, drinking so much and not answering my phone, and spending the night out with a guy I barely know"He nodded. "That's a start but you have a long way to go""Now your turn!" those words left my mouth smoothly, I wasn't scared of him not even after what he did.He raised an eyebrow. "For what?""Apologize!"He mockingly frowned, I could see the amusement on his face. "Why? You deserved it.""I'm not a child, you don't get to punish me and I actually thought you were different from my dad. He lied to me about the world to keep me away from it and now you're punishing me for the same reasons"He stood still for a few minutes before he walked
I heard mixed chatter, mainly consisting of Italian so, it went over my head. I clutched the ends of my chair in apprehension.Alessandro came back and I jumped in my seat. He tugged the edges of his jacket back and tucked a gun into the back of his pants. I looked him up and down and then all around him, checking if he had any blood on him.He noticed my stare and shook his head. "Nothing happened."I visibly relaxed and smiled. I looked down at the menu and then back at him. "I don't know what to order"He lifted a shoulder, "Anything you want"I shook my head and slid the menu toward him. "I don't know, order for us"He seemed amused; he picked up the menu and ordered a bunch of different dishes I have never heard of. I looked around the fancy restaurant and noticed how everyone in the room seemed afraid of Alessandro. His men were standing all around the room in nothing but black attires.And here I sat in front of him, even though he punished me just a few days ago, I still wasn'
"Scott?"He lazily glanced at me with annoyed questioning eyes. "What?""Did you know my dad?"He nodded."How was he when he was with you guys?"He grinned. "He was the most ruthless killer I have ever seen. I loved to torture them long and hard before he finally killed them off."I released a sudden gasp and tried opening my mouth to speak but no words flowed out. I gulped. I could never imagine my dad killing someone, he was the sweetest man on earth. Then with a little more strength, I asked him another question, but it came out hoarse, barely audible. "And my mom?"He scoffed. "The most annoying bitch of the Cosa Nostra"Anger curled hot and unstoppable in my gut, like a blazing inferno that wanted to burn me from the inside out. I was about to insult him back but I bit my tongue. Alessandro said I shouldn't disrespect any of his men and I had no wish to be locked in that room again. I closed my mouth and crossed my arms over my chest looking out of the window."She's probably th
Curiosity. Shame. Anger. Lust.What I was feeling was a mixture of all these emotions. My thoughts were all in a jumble. I was trying hard to understand what happened between us last night.I am an adult woman. I have never been sexually touched by a man. I was sexually aroused last night in the library and it is completely normal. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Every woman goes through that phase. It happens in their early teens. Since I was held back from all these things, I never understood my body and my needs.Alessandro is a good-looking man and the first man in my life I have been attracted to. My body reacts to him of its own accord. I am not ashamed to say that I liked it, I liked his kisses, I liked his touch and I want to feel all that again maybe even more. I wanted him to touch me down there, my core ached for his touch.I paced back and forth in my room, I needed to talk to Alessandro. I wanted to feel all that again and I want to feel his rough hands against my skin.
"I wanted to talk to you..." I whisperedHis voice darkened. "About what?""About what happened last night..."He tilted his head to the side. "And what did happen last night, Natalya?"Natalya? I was back to Natalya. I don't know I kinda liked it when he called me an angel last night. My cheeks heated up, a blush crept up my body as I looked into his bluish-grey eyes. He knew what I was talking about..."I like that..." I blurted out with a smile.I know I was being bold but I had to say it because all this frustration will kill me. I wasn't allowed to have a boyfriend, I was attracted to Alessandro and I wanted to explore my sexuality. I was an adult woman and most of the girls my age were way too experienced than me in this department."You liked what?" he questioned, amused.I was new to this, coming to terms with my feelings. I knew what I wanted but I didn't know how to tell him that without humiliating myself."Alessandro, I..." I didn't know how to express my thoughts to him,
NATALYA'S POVAlessandro’s lips stretched into a sinister smile. "My little angel has grown wings"Before I could say anything, he grabbed me by my neck and pulled me into his hard, warm body even more. He nuzzled his face into my neck. My swimwear was soaking wet and I was aware of the fact that I was ruining his perfectly ironed expensive suit but he didn't care about it at all.His teeth gently nipped my neck, my legs trembled at his little action. My body heated up, and a blush crept up my face as my core throbbed with need.My breasts pressed against his hard body and a shiver shook my body. He ran his face up and down my neck, peppering aggressive kisses and biting the skin as if he was starving.I felt his other arm around my waist and he lifted me off the ground, instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked toward the lounge chairs. He slowly lowered me to one of the chairs and lay me on it.His body settled between my parted thighs. Then all of a sudden, the
That was the first orgasm I have ever had, and it was the most addictive thing I had ever experienced. I can get used to this..."God!" I whispered."Alessandro'', he whispered back and then hovered over me so that we were face to face, his hand still cupping my sex. "Not God... Alessandro" saying that he roughly slapped me between my legs, I yelped and closed my legs together immediately.I could feel his rock-hard erection pressing against my thigh and I wanted nothing more than to reciprocate. I slipped my hand down his hard warm chest and as I was about to touch him from over his slacks, he gripped my wrist.Confusion washed over me as he got up and adjusted his clothes. I noticed that while I was stark naked, he was still fully dressed.I swallowed and asked. "Do you not want me to?"He touched my face, softly caressing his finger across my cheek. "This was for you, Angel""For me?" I questioned and pulled my legs to my chest and covered my breasts with my hands. I wanted to plea
There were only two things in the world that I was afraid of.Any threat to the safety of my family and addiction.This is why I was trying to avoid that little temptation back at home. I knew that if I touched her once, I will be addicted.I had bigger concerns than Natalya Martinez and I couldn't think about anything but how she had looked naked as she lay in front of me, looking up at me with those "fuck me" eyes.I couldn't stop thinking about her flawless skin, there was not a single blemish on her body, she looked fucking unreal. And one thing I just couldn't get the fuck out of my mind was her taste. Now, that I know what she tastes like, I'm not sure how I will get rid of this fucking addiction.The most fucked up thing about addiction is when you realize that you are fucking addicted to something, whether it's alcohol or women, you say to yourself"This is my last drink.""This is the last I'll fucking taste her"But you know that you just can't fucking stop because addiction
I showered up, getting rid of the soreness of my muscles. I had never worked out in my life before and exerting my body so much in a single day has taken its toll. I had cramps everywhere.I heard some voices coming from downstairs. I couldn't recognize them. I mulled over the fact that I should go and check it out because it could be Nikolai's business partner. His business partners were not the kind of people you want to make a conversation with.But then I heard a shrill female voice.I went out of the door and stood at the top of the stairwell. Still, all I heard were the voices. I went downstairs and saw a tall, lean middle-aged man with a young blonde woman standing beside him. I could only see their side profiles. The woman turned and I sucked in a sharp breath.It was Grace Russell, Nikolai's wife-to-be. I know because I had attended their engagement. Her face was engraved at the back of my mind, the sight when Nikolai had slipped the ring on her finger replayed in my head on
"Have you ever worked out before?" he asked.I looked around with wide eyes. "Does running around in the gardens count?""No,""Then no, I have not""Come on, let's do a little warm-up first then I'll teach you how to box."My mouth hung open. "Box? As in boxing?"He heaved a sigh. "I want you to learn how to defend yourself, Natalya."I thought for a while before I nodded. Turns out, I don't even know what warm-up is, he had to tell me everything. The thing that annoyed me the most was his tone, he was speaking to me like I was a child and repeating his words so, that I'd understand clearly.Another thing that annoyed me was his toned muscles, and his stupid sculpted chest.When it was time to step into the boxing ring, Alessandro handed me a pair of boxing gloves. I was about to put them on but he came to me and put them on me himself as if I don't know how to put the stupid gloves on.I rolled my eyes and out of nowhere Alessandro gently smacked the back of my head. "Roll your eyes
Someone pounded on my bedroom door waking me up from my deep slumber. I groaned and stuffed my face back into the pillow to block out the sound coming from the door. The knocking intensified, whoever it was, didn't really have much patience.I sat up and glanced at the wall clock. It was only six o'clock in the morning. I rubbed my eyes to rid of the grogginess, tossed the duvet aside, got to my feet, and headed for the door. I opened it and was met with an unknown face. She was wearing the uniform the household help used to wear."What?" I asked."Don Alessandro had requested you to freshen up and wear this before you come downstairs."Frowning, I took the clothes from her and noticed that they were gym clothes. I heaved a sigh, I liked it better when I could say no to him but I dug my own grave when I promised him that I'd listen to him and follow his rules but that's all there was to it.I'm not the same girl who had a massive crush on him.I closed the bedroom door and glanced at
"I'll make sure to do everything he did to you... but his torture will be a hundred times worse," he whispered softly.His one hand was in my hair while the other was on my cheek caressing it with his knuckles. I leaned into his touch, feeling the security and comfort I used to feel when I first met him."They all took turns in beating me up, they laughed whenever I screamed in pain," I said as tears rolled down my cheeks and dripped down to the ground.His hand left my hair as he cupped my face with both of his hands. He tugged me closer. "I will make their death an object of ridicule."I looked into his eyes. "Promise?"He let out a deep breath with a hint of a smile."Promise," he declared. "Do you want to see it happen?"I considered it and then shook my head. I don't think I have the stomach for that much violence. "No...""Do you want to go home now?"I looked up at him. It's hard to forget what Alessandro did to me too and the fact that he was engaged was the hardest pill I eve
I had my headphones on as I continuously flipped the pages of the book that was before me. I hadn't read a word, the music blasted in my ears blocking out all the other sounds.I slammed the book shut and got off my bed. Alessandro had called Sabrina earlier, I knew that he did because Sabrina and I hadn't talked after his whole engagement fiasco.I pretended to be asleep while Sabrina waited for me.I didn't wake up until she finally gave up and left the house.I got to my feet, straightened out my dress, and headed downstairs. His house was crawling with his soldiers, they all tried to avoid making eye contact with me.They were moving some stuff into the house, some furniture, suitcases, and whatnot. Was Alessandro redecorating?I hopped onto the couch and put on the TV at full volume. Someone grabbed the remote out of my hand and turned the volume down.I huffed and looked up to see Alessandro looking down at me. He placed both of his hands on the headrest of the couch and dipped
She turned her back towards us and went into the kitchen. Probably to cook breakfast for herself, she didn't know how to cook shit."I'll be right back," I said to Scott, who nodded still clenching his hands like he wanted to punch something or someone. It won't be Natalya, I will fucking break his hand off before he does that.I followed her into the kitchen and saw her using her cell phone while she placed some of the ingredients on the counter. It looked like she wanted to make pancakes. She played a video and placed it before her while she followed whatever the lady in the video was narrating."Do you remember the rules?"She stopped whatever she was doing and glanced at me, her facial expression was bored, uninterested."I remember" she answered and before I could say anything she added. "But I could care less for them"Rage coursed through my veins. She was testing me, trying hard for me to slip up so she could hold it against me."Natalya, don't disrespect my men. I won't toler
I'm weak.Too fucking weak.I let her get too close to me.Until recently, I only ever really loved one woman in my life. My mother, I respected her, loved her.Anastasia Costello.I thought she was the only one who really knew me, the only one that can tear down my walls. I thought my ability to love ended with her, and I was fine with that.I've watched her writhing in pain, struggling to breathe, tears leaking out of her eyes but she couldn't move. My mother fought long and hard with the disease before she lost that battle. I thought that was it. My only weakness, the only woman I ever loved is dead and now I'm fucking invincible.But then she happened.The morning Nikolai Martinez died, I didn't fucking know what I was getting myself into when I brought his daughter into my home. I hadn't given it a second thought, I didn't even know what I was going to do with her.The men in my circle had many ideas about what I should do with her, but I didn't fucking agree with them. I thought
"I'm sorry, Angel, I'm sorry I let them take you, I'm sorry I wasn't there," his voice was so low that I barely heard it even though his mouth was right next to my ear."No! You are not sorry!" I choked out through my sobs. "I know I don't matter to you, I know I don't mean anything to anyone, least of all you!""Shh... I'll make it alright, I promise,"I tried to shake my head. "You can't! You can't""I will, I need you to trust me, okay?" he placed soft kisses on my temple."I hate you!""I know, I'll fix it""Nothing can fix this, nothing can fix me!""I will, Angel, I promise you.""I hate you so much.""I know.""I mean nothing to you.""That's a lie.""I don't want this, Alessandro.""I know.""You scare me too.""I know, Angel, I will make it alright""I don't want this, Alessandro. I don't want to be here.""I'm not letting you leave ever again."I cried harder. "Why?""I just don't want to," he answered softly."I don't want to get abducted again.""I won't let that happen."
Another day...Another morning...Still, it did nothing to calm the turmoil I felt inside of me. Everything around me was just the same but I didn't feel the way I used to. I feel hateful all the time, anger is the only emotion coursing through my veins right now.Ten days, I spent ten days in that cell but it felt like a year. It felt as if that cell didn't belong in this world, time passed by slowly there.I looked out of the window and felt nothing... this view always brought me comfort but now it did nothing to me. Nothing to calm the storm brewing inside of me.I remember looking out of this window and dreaming of a life outside these four walls. I thought it'd be a fairy tale. I thought my parents were wrong and the world out there was anything but evil."The world is a dangerous place and you are easy prey, Natalya. You are innocent and naive and you lack physical strength. This world will chew you alive."My dad wasn't wrong. He wasn't wrong at all but he betrayed me too. He l