Ugo frowned. I felt her body twitch in anger, and I tapped her gently on the lap below the table. "It's nice seeing you again." My wife said instead and faked a smile. I was about to let out a sigh of relief when I realized she wasn't done talking. "Aside from being a good wife, I do spend my time doing a lot. And history has it that I don't take too kindly to being talked down on. The last person that tried it is still at the hospital." The room fell quiet. My father's lips twitched into a smile and my Mom took a long gulp of her juice. Carloz swallowed whatever he had in his throat before replying. "Of course, duly noted." He responded. "He was only paying you a compliment. But it's obvious you're too defensive to understand that." Britney, my cousin said out of nowhere. "And what's wrong with being told that you're enjoying your husband's money? Isn't that the purpose of marriage, or do you think you're too big for that?" She asked as she drank her wine while the servants br
See, I’d lived a relatively safe life. Being born as an only child to loving parents. Getting the best of education, pursuing my dreams of becoming a lawyer. My life before now was bliss. But then Hollis happened. Even though I had been initially upset with everything that happened in the beginning. Presently, I can't imagine myself living without him anymore. I was suddenly kicking myself for spending the last couple of months being pissy, distant and playing silly games when I really should have been spending it trying to get to know more about him and the Genovese Family that I was now a part of for a while. Right now, there is a possibility of losing him to a gunfight out there, and I am super terrified. 'What if he doesn't come back for me'? 'What if I lose him to a gunfight'? So many what if's running through my head. The fear of losing Hollis made me teary. All this while, he's been nothing but kind to me, and I've been pissy and irritable instead of reciprocating his
I gently pushed the door open only to find freaking Hollis flicking off the water. My gaze slid to his hands, watching as blood swirled off of them and into the sink, getting diluted to pink before it slid down the drain. He must have seen a movement in the mirror or simply sensed me there because his head turned toward me, eyes dark and intense. "Good girl," he said, nodding at the gun pointed at him. "You do what you gotta do," he added, looking back down at his hands as he scrubbed at the blood. "You were just going to let me lay on that floor, sick to my stomach that I was going to be raped and murdered while you washed your hands?" I hissed, lowering the gun to my side, realizing I was somehow shaking harder than I’d been behind the chair when I was scared for my life. Hollis ignored that as he left the water on, but brought his hands to his shirt, flicking the buttons open. I felt an involuntary spasm of anticipation before he was shrugging off his shi
I could barely even adjust to the new position before his hand was slipping between my thighs, sliding up my cleft, then working my clit with just the right amount of pressure. "I think I've earned this." He said."Yes..." I moaned powerfully.Without telling my hand what to do, my free hand moved down the center of his chest and abdomen, feeling the muscles twitch under the contact as I blazed a path downward. My fingers impatiently worked his button and zipper free before caressing my palm on the bulging length of his hard cock that was straining against the material of his boxer briefs. A rumbling noise moved through Hollis's chest at the contact, making his fingers thrust inside me in response. My mouth broke from his own with a low moan as I leaned back, snapping my fingers away and offering a balance to my body by placing my arm on the counter behind me, and angling up to look at him. His dark eyes were heated and laden with his desire. Inside me,
I couldn’t claim I didn’t want him anymore, because I do. I couldn’t keep throwing this forced marriage in his face if I clearly enjoyed being with him. Secondly, I just let him fuck me without protection. Without protection! I’ve always been insanely careful about things like that. I had to get an implant last year because I couldn't help forgetting to take my pills. I always made use of condoms. Always! I've never in my entire life, even as a young girl, let someone have this level of intimacy with me before. Not only was it a huge deal to me, but Hollis's sexual life before now was something to worry about. Which meant I could get an STD. Oh, God. But even as these important thoughts were crossing my mind, so was another one. Hollis was shot. He was shot, and I could feel the hot, sticky blood from his wound moving down my side and soaking my dress. My hands pressed into his chest and pushed him backwards. "Jesus! We are definitely crazy. You’re bleeding,"
I've never been good with pretense, so I nodded instead. "I've been worried about you. Thank God you're fine." Britney continued, but I didn't say a word."Umm, I'm sorry for my outburst, yesterday. That was very stupid of me. Please forgive me."I wasn't sure her apology was coming from a place of absolute genuineness. So I just nodded again."Are you free, we could go to the garden and spend some time... With Rocco of course." She offered.I wanted to say no, but I thought about it. What could possibly happen? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She wouldn't dare try to upset me again. Not after the warning from Don Genovese and his wife."Okay, time in the garden sounds nice," I replied.Brittney smiled happily and looped her arm around mine. 'Surprise.'We ended up sitting on one of the benches in the garden. "I'm really sorry about yesterday. Not just because of what I said, but the interruption and all. We've never had such an episode in the Vill
I tried to find the words to explain to her that Hollis wasn’t evil as she was trying so hard to paint him, but she wasn’t done. "From what I've gathered so far, Hollis has wanted you in his bed from the moment he ventured into Fairview and I think it's not for genuine reasons. You indirectly have in hand in the death of a Genovese. This marriage might be his own way of getting back at you. Maybe with time, he'll start dishing out the punishments." "Stop making crazy assumptions, Britney. My husband...""You’re like a new to this type of life, you're like a new toy to him but this won’t last. I’ll help you get out if you're in. But I'll have to get all the evidence you need to get you on the same page. Then you tell me if you want to leave or not."I shook my head. "Hollis would never hurt me. His family have been nothing too kind and accommodating. They all love me." I found myself sounding so weak and defensive, even though I could tell that I was beginning to be
The next couple of days moved on slowly. I was withdrawn and worried. Britney's words kept tugging at my mind. Hollis was an absolute gentleman throughout this period. He thought I was withdrawn because of the incident that took place at the Villa, but that is far from it. I avoided the Dojo and Maxine entirely. Spent most of the day in our bedroom and only entered the sitting room and the kitchen only when I was certain nobody was around. I was gradually stepping into a hole of self-preservation and Hollis was doing all he could to get me out, but I wasn't letting him. Alessia seemed miserable and helpless during this period, but I really didn't care. On the fourth day, I finally got myself to go downstairs, when I confirmed that Hollis stepped out of the house. When I got outside, the morning sun was already steaming the waterlogged lawn, making the air stifling. No wind blew through the trees. No birds chirped. I could see Hug