"Belinda" Mireille called after about a minute of just clinging to the couch. Belinda turned to face Mireille, an excited look on her face. She was over her initial surprise and now she was excited for Mireille."What in the world?! You are wilder than I am now, Mireille!" Belinda shook her head, walking towards Mireille. "I need to shower first" Mireille blushed heavily. "Heavens. You sure need to" Belinda laughed softly. *Mireille stepped out of her bathroom, a white towel wrapped around her chest and a shy smile on her face as Belinda stared at her teasingly. "Oh, who is this? Is this Mireille, the once virgin who has gone wild over the last two months" she laughed. "C'mon, don't tease me about this. I have caught you doing worse while we were in courage" Mireille grumbled. "Really? At least, I was caught. I had no idea you were coming home that night but you knew clearly that I was on my way here and you even asked me to be let in! You are really crazy now" Belinda shook h
The next dayMireille looked at herself in the mirror and did a small turn in front of it. She was all dressed up for work already and could not wait to get back to working. As for Dante? He had been absent the entire night and Mireille hated to admit that yet again, she had missed him and wished he was there but she also wondered where he had gone to all night. Business wasn't done at nights, right? So what could he have been doing all night?A tiny part of her told her that Dante was out all night to see some other women but Mireille tried not to think about such. The last time she had suspected him of doing such, it did not turn out to be so. She looked away from the mirror, picked her bag and wax ended towards the door when the door opened and Dante stepped into her room, all dressed up and looking majestic as always. His brows arched noticeably as he stared at Mireille. "What?" Mireille asked with a small pout on her lips, confused as to why he was staring at her. "I am won
Mireille spread her legs, sitting on Dante's desk as he walked towards her, unzipping his flyer and letting his cock out through the flyer. Mireille's nipples hardened even more at the sight of his hard, throbbing cock.If he wasn't going to give her work to do, then he could as well put her to work. "Wider" he ordered, getting into his seat and facing her pussy directly. "Fucking beautiful as always" he groaned and took the red panties that Mireille's right hand was clutching. "Open your mouth" Mireille did as she was told and watched Dante roll the panties and then stuff her mouth with it. "You have no idea how much more perfect you look right now" Dante grabbed her legs and dropped them on his shoulders as he buried his face into her pussy. "Mhhmm" Mireille moaned, the panties in her mouth muffling her moans. She wrapped her legs around Dante's shoulders, keeping him even closer. Dante's tongue played with her pussy skillfully, running past her entire slit. He pulled her le
Right at the moment Dante was going to cum, he found the strength to pull his cock out of her pussy and a loud growl left his throat as he sprayed her ass with his cum. "Urgggh! Fuck"Mireille held onto the sofa tightly, enjoying the warm feeling of his cum on her ass until Dante picked her up and dropped her down onto her knees. "Suck me clean, Principessa" He demanded and Mireille quickly tucked her hair behind her ears before sucking the head of his cock. The musky taste of his cum got onto her tongue and Mireille moaned softly on his cock as she ran her tongue over the head of his cock, then to the underside of his cock. "Good enough" Dante pulled her back up, to her feet and kissed her lips as he took her towards the wall. Mireille kissed him back with all the strength she had inside of her until she felt her back being pressed against the wall. Dante picked her up, making Mireille wrap her legs around his waist and his arms around his neck while kissing her at the same time
Mireille sighed softly, watching Dante sleep. She was holding his hand in hers and her heart was still pounding. He was out of danger now and the doctor had said that bullet had not hit his vitals or blood vessels so he would be fine in a couple of weeks. "Dante" she whispered and kissed the back of his hand. Recalling the moment she thought she was going to lose him, she felt her heart pound harder. Mireille had thought that what scared her the most was her stepdad reappearing in her life but today, she had just realized that was not it at all. Listening to Dante groan in pains and forcing out smiles to her to assure her he was okay scared the living hell out of her. Her grip tightened even more as if holding tighter would make him heal faster. Mireille had barely had the time to even wonder why someone had tried to shoot her. Her mind was preoccupied with the thoughts of Dante's safety and the fact that he had saved her. He had seen it coming and had taken the bullet for her.
Ditto walked into the VVIP ward where Dante was, his car key in his hands. "Good morning boss" he greeted, bowing his head slightly. The soft look that had been on Dante's face when he had been with Mireille vanished, completely replaced by a stern, hard look. "Who was it?" Dante questioned. He did not have to ask Ditto if the man was caught or not. Ditto would not dare show his face to him if he had not caught the man. "One of Nico's men" Ditto replied and Dante stared at Ditto for a few seconds before letting out a stiff chuckle. "Nico" he called the name. "He barely has anything and dared to go up against me? What a stupid move from him. The man who fired the shot?" Dante asked. "We are awaiting your orders on what to do, boss""Chop off his fingers, then his toes and then finally his head, then send it to Nico. And I want Nico down beneath the earth surface in four days." Dante ordered. "As per your orders" Ditto bowed and turned to leave but turned back to face Dante. "S
That Night"You really only do what you want, Dante" Mireille shook her head as she handed him a glass of water. They were in the living room of his home since Dante had insisted on getting discharged and with his influence and affluence, he was discharged in no time. "I don't like the hospital, Princess" Dante took the glass of water to his lips while Mireille stood by his side. "Your doctor will be here tomorrow morning, right?" Mireille asked. "He will be. I am not that nonchalant about my own life" Dante replied and held Mireille's hand, pulling her to sit beside him. "I will be fine in no time and you don't have to worry way too much about me""I am not super worried about you" Mireille pouted and Dante smirked. "You always say what you don't mean" "We have just a month left together" Mireille suddenly brought up the topic and the soft look on Dante's face vanished. "And?" He demanded, his voice suddenly sounding stern and distant. "Nothing" Mireille quickly said, noting
Belinda led the way into her living room, a smile on her face as she ushered Jonas into her home. "And this is my home" she spread her arms, the smile getting wider on her face. "You have a really nice place, Bel" Jonas complimented, walking further into the room. "Is that you in that picture?" Jonas asked, his gaze resting on a picture on the wall. "Yes, that's me in twelfth grade" she replied and Jonas smiled, walking towards the picture. "You looked really cute" he pointed out. "I think I still look cute, don't you agree?" Belinda asked, cupping her face and striking the cute pose she made in the picture. Jonas laughed softly. "You still look very cute, I admit but I also think you are more of beautiful and hot now" he replied and Belinda pressed her lips into a thin line, trying not to giggle."I am glad I am finally free from your ridiculous joke of me being unable to make you cum though" he pointed out and Belinda's cheeks flushed red. "Well, you did prove me wrong. Ple
Dante pushed open the door, his lips on Mireille's lips, kissing her hard as they both found their way into the room. The room had been specially decorated for that night. There were rose petals on the bed and roses and candles beautified the room. But clearly the couple had no time to admire the beauty of the room, there were too lost in the beauty of each other. Dante's hands groped Mireille's ass and he groaned as the excess fabric of the wedding dress prevented him from being able to properly fill her ass. Dante swiftly turned Mireille and pulled her back to him, making her ass press into his crotch. He dipped his head down and kissed her neck, licking on her skin before sucking it into his mouth. "Ohh, yeah." Mireille moaned, her right hand moving back to reach for Dante's crotch. "Oh god, Princess." Dante groaned as her hand touched the bulge in his black trousers. "I told you I will be tearing this dress off, didn't I?" He whispered into her ear. "Did... Did you really m
"Dante?" Mireille called, walking into the room with a tired look on her face. "Dante." she called again but there was still no response so she guessed he wasn't in the room. She noticed that Dante's laptop was open and out of pure curiosity, she looked into the screen and what she saw made her heart race and her cheeks redden. Dante had searched sex styles appropriate for pregnant women in the second trimester. Just then, the door opened and Dante waltzed in. "Why are you looking, Princess?" Dante asked as he hurried over to the laptop and slammed it shut. Mireille threw her head back and laughed. "Really? Appropriate sex styles?" She giggled. "What? You don't think there should be appropriate sex styles?" Dante asked, moving closer to her. Her giggles stopped as her cheeks flushed a brighter pink. Mireille stepped back, away from him until she had her back against the wall. Dante leaned in close. "You are pregnant, Princess and our baby is growing every day. I don't want to
Three weeks laterJames was in his living room, working on his laptop even though it was hard for him to focus. It had been hard for him to work clearly knowing that he was not on good terms with his sister but he had held onto the belief that Mireille would change her mind and leave Dante. Holding that belief strongly, James had waited for three weeks. He had only worked for about thirty minutes when he heard a car parking in front of the main building. He got up on his feet. He wasn't expecting anyone to come visiting today. His mind immediately went to Mireille and he quickly headed towards the door. He had almost gotten to the door when the door opened and Mireille walked in. Her baby bump was getting bigger and seeing her face, James knew he missed his sister. He however held back so as to know why Mireille had come to see him. "Hello James." she greeted. "Mireille." James called her name. "Can I come in?" Mireille asked."Of... Of course." James replied and Mireille walk
James paced his room angrily, filled with rage."I have tried! I have tried hard to protect your daughter, mum! But she is unwilling to be protected!" He raged. "Now that Dante knows that she is still pregnant with his child, he will never let go of her and Mireille doesn't even want to leave him too! And trying to take Mireille away forcefully just won't work cause Dante is much more powerful and he would find her in no time if he wanted to!"James yelled and punched at his wall. All of his efforts had been in vain. The two had been away for three months but had reunited like they had only been away for few days or a week. "Should I really just respect Mireille's decision?" He groaned and punched at the wall again. Maybe he indeed should do that but he felt it would be him leaving her to sink deeper in danger. But what else could he do other than watch that happen?"Maybe... Just maybe if I stay away from Mireille long enough, she would know that I am being serious and she would c
"Did he leave already?" Mireille asked as Dante walked into the room, shutting the door behind him. "Yes, he left angrily but I am sure he would come around soon." Dante replied with a slight shrug. "I don't know what's wrong with James. He never wants me to make my own decisions! His way of protecting me is just too rigid! Way too rigid!"Dante could sense the hurt in her tone. He walked over to where she was by the window and pulled her into a hug. "It's going to be fine, Princess. He will come around and he will learn to accept and respect your decisions." Dante said comfortingly. "I....I really hope so." Mireille sniffed. Even though she had acted like she did not care if he gave his blessings or not, she still wanted James to accept the fact that she and Dante were together and would never leave each other again after all James was her only family. "He will. He is just mad at the moment but he will come to his senses soon." Dante patted her back. The both of them remained,
The next weekJames groaned sleepily as his phone rang repeatedly. He had worked hard the previous day and wanted to rest throughout the day. It was noon already but he was still in bed and didn't want his rest to be disturbed at all. "If this isn't important, I swear I am going to kill this guy!" He sat up and grabbed his phone. He had missed the call already but almost immediately, the call came back in. James picked the call and took the phone to his ear, his other hand pulling his hair back. "Yes? What's the issue?""Boss, your sister and Mr. Romano just arrived in the country together."James eyes widened instantly and his fatigue left him immediately. "What did you just say?""They are both in the country sir and they are headed to Mr. Romano's home. I just thought you might want to know about it since you asked me to inform you if Miss. Mireille ever returns to the country.""Fuck! Alright." James ended the call and got out of the bed swiftly. "I wasn't so close to Dante
Mireille pursed her lips. She had been thinking about that already. She was going to give up the life she had started here to go back home but then, she never did belong here. She was only here because James brought her here but now that she was back with Dante, there was no reason for her to stay back, right?"I...""The shopping mall is in progress already." Dante cut her off. "You went ahead with it even after I left?" Mireille was surprised. "That's right. You were so excited about it back then and I just wanted to do it for you, for us.""Dante." Mireille cooed and walked across the kitchen to him. She back hugged him tightly and Dante felt his heart warming up. "Why don't you get back to the living room while I do this?" Dante asked. "No, I want to be right here with you." Mireille grumbled. "Would you take a seat and watch your perfect man cook, then?" Dante asked. "Sounds like a perfect deal but no! I want to hold you while you cook." Mireille replied and Dante chuckled
"You heard me. You stay back while I do the cooking." Dante said to Mireille who was seated on the couch with a pout on her lips. Dante leaned in closer and kissed her pouted lips. "You made breakfast and lunch. I want to make dinner." she grumbled. "It's too stressful for you. I will make dinner, when we are done eating. We could take a short walk for our baby's sake." he replied. "Then let me just assist you. I could chop the vegetables and just a bit of other things.""I will do everything myself. You've overworked yourself already." "No, I haven't." she replied stubbornly."You do recall that I had to carry you here from the room? You weren't just limping, you could not even walk." Dante smirked. "I can." Mireille blushed and hit his arm. Dante chuckled, pulling away from her. "Just stay here while I cook real quick." he turned to leave and just then the doorbell rang. Dante paused and turned towards Mireille, raising a brow to ask if she was expecting anyone. "I don't k
"Would you like to see my mother's grave? We could go visit her." Dante suggested as they both laid in her bed, her head on his bare chest and her arms around him. She was clothed in a shirt of his and nothing more. "I would be more than happy to visit her.""Let's visit her next week, then?" "Next week... I think that would be great but I do have a question, Dante. Did you tell anyone else about all you went through? It's so horrible and I can't imagine that you have kept all of these to yourself for years.""Keeping it was hard but sharing it would have been harder, Princess but I did share everything with James back then. He was the closest to me and so he did know everything."Mireille got off his chest to look at his face properly. "James knew about all that your dad did to you?" She asked. "I told him about it as it happened to me so yes, he knows about everything."Mireille's face pulled into a frown. "I... I don't get. He told me that you killed your innocent father just