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Althaia I was still frustrated when I made my way back to the party after changing. Not only did I have to use my teeth to untie my wrists, but I also had to hold on to my dress and make a run for it to my room. I was lucky I didn’t bump into anyone on my way. And Damiano made sure to ruin my dress by not only cutting it but also cumming all over it. He also left me no choice but to wear the dress he sent. After seeing it, I did regret not taking a peek at it earlier because the dress was stunning; an off-shoulder emerald sequin dress with a sweetheart neckline. It was long and hugged my figure nicely. The party was in full swing again, and people were dancing, drinking, and chatting with each other, forgetting what had happened earlier. “What a dress!” Cara checked me out when I reached her and Arianna. Since there had been a slight misunderstanding, there was no reason for me not to get to know her. She was his sister, after all. “That is gorgeous! But why did you change?” Aria
Althaia I woke up with the most pounding headache I have ever experienced in my life. My body was hurting like hell, and my mouth was drier than the Sahara. God… What did I do to myself? I was spread out on the bed with my eyes barely open because of the bright sunlight that streamed through the windows. I felt like I had smashed my head and tumbled down at least fifty flights of stairs. …Why did anyone ever let me drink champagne vodka? And yes, I refuse to take responsibility for my own actions when I was suffering this much. With a groan, I sat up in the bed and rubbed the sleep off my eyes while I scanned the room. My eyes landed on the green dress I had worn on the floor, and I immediately looked down at myself. I was naked. Did I undress myself? I tried to remember if anything that shouldn’t have happened, happened, but nothing came to mind. I forced myself to the bathroom to take a shower once I decided nothing weird happened to me. Although a bath sounded heavenly, but
Damiano “You’re getting slow.” I slammed Rafaelle down on the training mat. He sprang to his feet and threw a sidekick towards my head. I blocked his kick, kept hold of his leg, and kicked his other leg as he fell to the floor. “All right, I’m done.” He groaned as he stayed down. “Your reflexes are slowing down.” I told him as I walked over to the bench and grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off my neck. Rafaelle got up and chugged a bottle of water and slumped down on the bench. “I'm gonna blame the booze for losing this round.” “And your excuse last time? You’re lazing around.” I frowned. He might be my cousin, but he was still on my payroll, and I can’t have any of my men slacking. It was not something I tolerated. “Hey, I was definitely not lazing around with that blonde chick yesterday.” He put his arms behind his head and let out a bragging smile. “Don’t fuck anyone important.” I warned him. The number of times I had to get his ass out of situations because he fucked the d
Althaia “I gave birth to you! I suffered for hours for you to come out of my vagina!” “Mom–” “My only child has forgotten about me!” “Mo–” “This is my fault. I let you go over there, and now look at you, not coming back to spend time with your poor mother.” “Mamá!” I said, frustrated, finally getting a word in. I was already in a bad mood since I was dealing with bad period cramps. I was in bed, talking to my mother on the phone. Actually, she was doing most of the talking - I take that back; she was yelling at me because she has decided in her mind that I have forgotten about her. “Mamá, I literally text you to let you know that I’m still alive, and nothing bad has happened to me. Besides, I did text you yesterday that I will be home soon to spend some time with you before the wedding.” I sighed, finally able to explain myself. “I’m your mother. I deserve more than text messages every other day! And you did not text me that.” She continued to scold me, making me roll my eyes.
Althaia “And why exactly can’t Michael come and get me?” I asked again. I was in his office, trying to knock some sense into that thick head of his. “I don’t like him.” Damiano gave a curt reply and resumed sifting through the scattered papers on his desk. “Well, I do!” His eyes snapped to mine, looking at me sharply. “Antonio will drive you.” “Why bother the poor man by going back and forth? I’m just going to my dad’s house.” I had made myself comfortable on his desk, watching him go over a list of numbers. “He will stay with you. For protection.” Damiano’s eyes narrowed on something written on the paper. I hadn’t wanted to disturb him and tried to leave earlier, but he wanted me in here. Besides, he had his hand on my thigh and I couldn't bring myself to move away. “That’s dumb… Protect me from what? My own father?” I wondered. He sighed and put the paper in his hand down to look at me. “I have something I need to take care of and won’t be there with you. With Antonio, it wil
Althaia “Mmhh, this is so good!” I beamed as I stuffed pieces of meat in my mouth, savoring each bite. Michael’s surprise was to take me to his favorite Korean restaurant, and we were having the best Korean barbecue I have ever had in my life. “Damn, it’s like listening to live porn with the sounds you’re making.” Michael flashed a cheeky smile. “Why would you even say that?” I hissed at him. We got a look from the couple sitting next to us, so I gave them an awkward smile. “It’s hot though. Keep going.” He grinned, completely unaware they heard him. “Stop it.” I gave him a death stare, and he just laughed while chowing down his food. “You know what, let’s get Soju Bombs.” Michael said and quickly placed an order. “Did you forget you’re driving?” I asked. After that little stunt of mine, I wasn’t allowed to drive his car anymore. Actually, he said he would never get in any car if I was the one driving. Such a big baby. “We’re just getting one. Besides, we’re not going back rig
Althaia I woke up when the car came to a stop. I peered out of the window to see where he took me, but all I could see was an underground parking lot. “Where are we?” I asked when he opened the car door for me. “You’ll see.” He pulled me to his side, providing me with some of his warmth as we made our way into the elevator. “We are in a hotel.” I stated as we stepped out of the elevator. I could tell this was a private floor as there was only one room. “I have an event to attend, and I want you to join me.” Did that mean we would share a bed? My question got answered when we stepped inside the hotel room. We are definitely sharing. And that may have made me feel excited about the possibilities. “So, what kind of event?” I asked and looked around. The room was large and much fancier than the hotel I had stayed in. Everything was super neat. It made me scared to even breathe in case I would dirty the air. I shouldn’t have expected anything less. He was, after all, a man of luxu
Damiano I watched her sleep peacefully next to me. Her plump lips were slightly parted as she let out a light snore. It made me smile just watching her how peaceful and so innocent looking she was, despite her looking thoroughly fucked. Althaia got knocked out almost instantly once we finished, and just like I had fantasized, she let me do whatever I wanted with her. Althaia stirred in her sleep and moved until her head rested on my chest with an arm across my torso. I stilled. It wasn’t something I wasn’t used to, but I let her stay. She curled up entirely into my side and I made sure not to move so I wouldn’t disturb her while I watched her get comfortable. Her lips went into a small pout; I wanted to chuckle how endearing it was but refrained myself. Instead, I brushed some hair out of her face and lightly caressed her cheek. She let out a small sigh, snuggling her face into my neck, and continued to sleep soundly. I wrapped my arms around her and closed my eyes. For the past
Althaia“Maybe we should have gotten me a change of clothes before coming here.” I said as I walked out to them while looking down at the tank top I had taken from Damiano, pretending to be fixing it. I was actually fixing it because my nipples were almost showing.Damiano looked up from his phone. His eyes slowly trailed down my body and his gaze stopped at my barely covered breasts. Whatever he was doing on his phone could wait as he carelessly tossed it on the couch.He gave me a lazy smirk and motioned for me to come closer to him. With a gentle yet firm grip, Damiano wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against his body.“What’s the need for clothes when I plan to have you naked the entire time?” He said with a mischievous grin on his lips. I blushed, not expecting him to say something like this in front of them.As if remembering there were other people in our room, he looked at them with a blank look.“What are you still doing here? Get out.” He told them sharply.
Althaia I huffed and looked at the time. It was a quarter to four in the morning, and I was wide awake. Feeling horny. I turned to look at Damiano, who was sleeping peacefully next to me. I wanted him, but I didn't want to wake him up just to take care of my needs. He had a long day ahead of him, flying out to a meeting with Mr. Roberts, and other high-end restaurant owners. They saw the custom-designed wine bottles for Mr. Robert's restaurants, and how they attracted more customers. Customers loved the whole idea of taking a unique wine bottle home with them as a souvenir. Some even started to collect them. The sales went crazy and landed us a few more deals. I suggested that each restaurant have its distinct design as a trademark, but with Damiano's wine business name engraved. And he was going to meet them all and show them my sketch ideas. I would have gone with him, but since I was heavily pregnant, I couldn’t fly. Maybe it was because I knew he would be gone, and wouldn’t b
Five months later The sun was high up in the clear sky, shining over the crystal blue water in the most enchanting way. Calilo was always a beautiful island, but today, it was even more breathtaking. The beach was elegantly decorated and rows of chairs lined up endlessly on the bright green grass. A mirrored aisle had been set up in the middle with either side decorated so stunningly with Angel’s and Devil’s trumpet flowers. At the end of the aisle was a grand gazebo with pillars decorated with colorful flowers. A crowd of people was present, chatting and finding their seats. By the gazebo stood Damiano, overlooking the crowd of their friends and families. Everyone had flown out to make sure to witness this special day. Damiano had a small crease between his brows, shuffling around on his feet for the first time in his life as he kept fixing his tie, double-checking to make sure he at least looked decent enough on such a meaningful day. “Nervous, brother?” Lorenzo walked up to him
Althaia Ellie was already at the clinic, waiting for us when we arrived. The closer we got to the examination room, the more anxious I got. I was dreading it more than ever. To get that confirmation that it was another miscarriage. That another life was lost in me. I felt suffocated. Damiano, Antonio, and Giovanni were just as worried. No one bothered to mask their emotions as they were concerned for my well-being and what was going to happen. “So, what are we dealing with?” Ellie asked once she closed the door to give us some privacy while Antonio and Giovanni waited outside. “I took a pregnancy test, it was positive but… I’m bleeding and cramping.” I swallowed hard as Ellie listened carefully to me. Damiano stayed close to me, holding me as if I would collapse at any moment. What I loved about Ellie was that even though she knew us, she was still being professional and not letting us see if she was concerned as she listened to me. “Okay, we will do a blood test and do a transv
Althaia My eyes welled as I could feel the pain, and my heart ached for them both. The fact that my mother was going to tell them, maybe even holding onto the hope that they could finally be together. But no. For her own protection, mine even, she had to accept that was how her life was going to be. And I couldn’t even imagine what Alexei must be feeling now. To know he was close to being told he was going to have a child with the woman he loved. But his own mother stood in his way and took the truth with her to the grave. Nestor looked completely taken aback as he looked at my mother and followed Alexei once he came to his senses. I was sure Alexei needed some time to think it all through. I didn’t say anything, giving my mother some time to gather herself. I looked at Damiano, he was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, already looking at me. I couldn’t tell if he was truly interested in the story or not as he wore a straight face. Then I knew he wasn’t interested wh
Althaia As soon as Alexei drew out his gun, Damiano pulled me behind him and he and his men pulled out their guns as well, finger on the trigger and ready to fire. But then Nestor quickly pushed Alexei away when a knife flew right in between them, missing Alexei’s head by a hair. Surprised and confused, everyone turned to look in the direction where the knife came from. My mother had her brows pinched with her gaze locked on Alexei, ready with another knife in her hand. “Did you forget how she loved to do that to you?” Nestor sighed at Alexei. But he was too focused on my mother with a furious gaze. “Seems like her aim is off.” He sneered. “It’s not off, it was simply a warning. I got you once, and I can do it again.” My mother spoke calmly but had a whole different demeanor to her. My jaw was on the floor as I looked at them back and forth in pure shock. This whole damn thing had me completely dumbfounded. Wasn’t Alexei the one who had demanded to see her, and almost started a
AlthaiaI didn’t think it was possible to feel more miserable than this. But I kept being dragged down into an endless, dark hole while drowning in fear and pure devastation.I was exhausted.Exhausted from everything that happened and exhausted from every single piece of information thrown at me. I still haven’t even processed the fact that Gaetano wasn’t my father. And then everything else followed as if trying to give me a heart attack by exposing the brutal truth to me.That my entire life has been a fucking lie.Twenty-five years old and I was suddenly having an identity crisis that appeared out of the blue. For so many years where it has just been me and my mother, living life together. But it turned out I didn’t even know who she truly was.My mother, who I thought I witnessed die, was somewhere in this safe-house.Well, and alive.I thought I was hallucinating when I saw her. Or maybe I was seeing a ghost. Or maybe I ended up in hell and this was my punishment. To be tormented
Damiano“No. Stay here.” I stopped Jacinta when she tried to go after Althaia. I knew she would be shocked and in denial but I wasn’t prepared for this kind of reaction and run away.I gritted my teeth, walking as fast as I could in the direction she ran off. This fucking gunshot wound was limiting me too much.I stepped outside to the garden, watching her leaning against a tree to catch her breath.“Althaia.” I frowned, looking at the state she was in.“Stop! Just.. please stop. Don’t come any closer.” She closed her eyes, trying her best to control her breathing. I clenched my fists in frustration. Frustrated with me that I was the cause of this. I stood still, watching her cry and gasp for air. And I would rather get shot a hundred times more than see her like this.“How… How could you do this to me?!” Althaia shouted at me with so much anger than I had ever seen from her. Her innocent, green eyes turned into ones with a rage-filled storm.And betrayal.“I did what I believed was t
DamianoAlthaia was shocked.Shocked to the point her body gave up under her and collapsed to the ground. I grabbed her and pulled her into me, gritting my teeth as I ignored my own pain when I saw the state she was in. I didn’t give two shits about Alexei at this moment, only worrying about her. She looked numb, lost, as she tried to comprehend what I just said. For once, Alexei kept quiet and had his men stand by as he looked at Althaia.His daughter.He hadn’t expressed what he thought of the situation. About him having a daughter. But he was pissed at her mother for keeping away and not telling him. Twenty-five years had he lived on with his life without knowing he had a child out in the world. And to make it worse for him, his daughter thought Gaetano was her father.An Italian man who married his woman“Come on, breathe, Althaia… There you go… Breathe.” She gasped for air and I felt how her entire body was shaking against mine. I held her tightly, even though I was struggling to