Y'all don't come for me. I didn't do shit. This was Carina's fault.
I left Marco's room so fast you'd think the devil was on my heels. I can't believe he's not my husband and much less that I slept with him before verifying that small detail. How could I be so stupid as to think he was my husband? He's never worn a ring or acted as if he was married. Why did I come to that conclusion? And why was he being so nice? Dammit, I want the earth to open up and swallow me. He must think I'm stupid. Which, at this point, isn't even a lie. Using my coat, I cover my head, sprinting to my room before anyone recognizes me, only to find Gianna and Simona already there. "I did the most stupid thing" The way they're looking at me makes me wonder if they can read my mind. Can they see what I did? It's not like sex with Marco was bad. He's pretty good and these two were right to push me to do it. He's hot and knows what to do with that massive dick. My traitorous body clenches at the thought of having him inside me again. But my brain reminds me just how stupid I wa
I'm the one drinking today since Cris decided he'd had enough alcohol to last him a lifetime. I would too if I got some annoying bitch pregnant. Zelda was a stripper in one of our clubs. I use the past tense because she decided that someone like Cris couldn't have a stripper for a wife and therefore decided to quit. Which wouldn't be a problem if she wasn't an arrogant wench. You know the type that thinks they have a right over a man's bank account just because they spent a night with them? Well, she's a hundred times worse. It's not about money but status for her. Cris is a respected person in this country. I guess normal people, those who don't know what he really does, would call him a billionaire. He has a few public companies and properties that act as a cover for the money we bring in from drugs and weapons. The cops call it money laundering, we call it making a living. Every time he goes out, of course, thirsty bitches take that opportunity to try and get his attention. Unti
"What's wrong baby?" Was I hallucinating? "Nothing. Let's go" We find an empty room and Luna gets down to work immediately, her hands unbuckling my belt. However, my mind is still on that face. I don't usually hallucinate. My eyes have never had a problem or I would have gotten myself checked. And I'm not drunk so I know there was no way in hell I conjured her up. Even when I'm drunk I'd never think about her. Which can only mean one thing. She's back. That bitch dared to come back? To this place? Why today dammit? I need a fuck. My dick is moments away from shriveling and falling off because it hasn't seen any action lately. Damn that bitch to hell and back. Pushing Luna away, I storm out of the room, leaving the poor girl on her knees. She's here. Probably looking for me or another guy. I don't care. The sooner she gets her ass out of this country, the longer she'll live. Cris has what I call a foul temper but I'm not that far behind him. Should I feel cornered, I won't hesitat
I feel like an idiot for telling Carina the truth knowing it might send her back into De Luca's arms but it couldn't be helped. If I'm looking for something real -and that is exactly what I want with her- then I can't start off with lies. In the world we live in, most relationships are based on lies and betrayals. I've had countless whores try to pin their pregnancies on me just so they could get their hands on my money or last name. I have been to almost every part of this world and seen the good, the bad, and the ugly. Men and women suffering because of the choices they've made. That is not what I'm after. The last thing I want to do is have any regrets in my life and I would have regretted lying to Carina. I've experienced firsthand the consequences of lies. It's more or less the same thing De Luca is going through right now. I wasn't always a Schiavone. After I was born, my paranoid father sent me to live with relatives. An aunt and uncle whom I thought were my parents. They li
"I need money to buy a few things for myself and the baby," Zelda says. I look up at her wondering where she got the audacity to ask me for money. She's not even my whore. Why do I need to take care of her? I'm doing more than enough by letting her stay in my house. "What kind of things do you want to buy for an unborn child?" A child I'm sure isn't even fully developed. "When they get here what will they wear?" "We'll go shopping then. Right now take your ass back upstairs and do whatever it is you always do" We don't even know if it's a boy or a girl or even mine to begin with but she wants me to take care of him. "All the girls at the club used to brag about how generous you were. Damn them, I knew they were lying" "Is that the reason you forced your way in here? Because you heard I'm generous and thought I would throw money at you?" "At least give me some pocket money" Lord give me patience. This bitch only wants money so she can brag to her friends how great her life
Who would do that? Marino and Russo were pretty pissed about her stopping the human trafficking business. But that was weeks ago and I'm sure Giovanni must have done something to calm them down. I wouldn't be surprised if he started his own side business with them. However, those men are known to be petty. They might want to teach her a lesson if they felt Carina had disrespected them. Although, knowing that she's Giovanni's daughter and my wife, they wouldn't be so stupid. That man wasn't just a lapdog to Lombardi. He was also the one who handled their enemies. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I wouldn't pick a fight with him. No one knows about her and Marco so it's safe to say that if anyone took her, it was one of my enemies and not his. There's only one person who has been trying to get a rise out of me lately. "Balotelli," I say not realizing I'm already moving until Nev grabs my arms to stop me. "He wouldn't be so stupid" "Yes, he would. If he lays a hand on her, I will
Pregnant. The word resonates in my head a few times before the meaning sinks in. I am married and was pregnant. That's what they've all been religiously hiding from me. You'd think I killed a president or burnt down an entire country. Honestly, I don't know how to feel. Having no memories of my marriage or pregnancy means I have to rely on their reactions. Simona and Gianna look so scared and Paulo looks ready to beat the shit out of Silvano for telling me the truth. Other than being shocked, I don't feel anything else. Maybe if I see my so-called husband I might remember something. I wonder if he's sad without me. Aside from visiting me at the hospital that one time, I've never seen him again. It had to be painful for him to lose a child and a wife. Without thinking, I grab my purse. "Carina, where are you going?" Paulo asks blocking my way. "Move" "At least let us pack and come with you" "I can't wait" good thing their luggage is in their rooms. By the time they retrieve th
Six months later "Hey, should I wait up for you?" "Depends. If you're letting me crash on your bed, then hell yes. Wait up for me" "My bed is too small for the both of us" "I can get you a bigger one in an hour. Or we can share mine" "Nice try" I laugh hanging up. I'm always telling myself today will be the day but then when he comes back, I chicken out. I don't know why. He's the nicest person I've ever known and he treats me like a queen. Why am I so hesitant to get into a relationship with him? I like him and if I think hard enough, I can conjure a future with him. Turning to Concetta I tell her Marco will be late again. "Don't take it the wrong way, Cara. He's not fooling around with other women" "I know" "Then why don't you give him a chance?" I don't know what to tell her. She's been like a mother hen since I first came here. I can see why Marco kept her for so long. Aside from being kind, she knows what to say and when to say it. She has always hinted at my
"Can you stop calling? I've already told you that I'm not leaving her""Why not? You can find someone better. I bumped into Mrs Perella, you know the politician? And she told me her daughter..."I hang up and block her number. My mother has changed but I can't say I'm surprised. Her dislike towards Marianna doubled ever since she came to live with us and she tried to set me up with other women when she heard me lashing out at her. Because I was just lashing out when I told her we were over.Aurelia's death was a shock to me. In my eyes, she was still a child who was grieving the only family she had. Shooting Carina was a mistake but I thought letting her live would help her repent. I also felt responsible for dragging Aurora back. Truth is, she didn't want to go back. She'd saved up enough money and wanted to leave with Aurelia but because of my investigation, I convinced her coming back was the right thing to do.I told her Lombardi would never let her go and the only way she could be
Marianna That bitch! She's dead when she wakes up. I got a call from Simona asking me to go to the hotel because they'd just found me a rich husband, but when I got there, they were all out. Those morons had the time of their lives last night while I was busy babysitting. Not that the kid was problematic. Change his diaper, feed him, turn on the TV and he won't bother you. The only problem was that he was up by four in the morning. No matter what I did, he wouldn't go back to sleep.So I decided to return him. I was looking forward to party too but I can't do that alone and I don't want to drink with strangers. Now what? Without a distraction, I'll end up thinking about that asshole and probably call him. Can't have that. The only thing I can do is go back downstairs and have breakfast. I'll decide what to do after that. At the restaurant, I order a full breakfast and I'm in the middle of handing the menu back to the waitress when I notice some guy watching me.Judgi
My eyes snap open when something heavy lands on my face. I have to jerk my head back to see what it is. Not a what but a who. Val. Marianna is standing next to the bed her face filled with disgust. She did not just dump the kid on my face "What the fuck?" "Sorry to burst your little bubble but I'm done babysitting" "Where is Fabian?" Cris asks sitting up and pulling Val into his arms. I've never seen anything so beautiful. His muscles flex when he lifts him in the air and I have this urge to run my hands on the leathery skin. Leave marks on them so everyone knows he's taken. Fatherhood suits him. "He left claiming he was busy" "Couldn't you have waited until later? It's seven in the morning" "I could. But knowing that you're here enjoying your married life while mine is falling apart didn't sit well with me so here we are" "Aren't you the one who pushed us back together?" "I regret it. If I'd known what would happen, I wouldn't have lifted a finger. That way we'd
"Why isn't he picking up?" "Maybe he's busy? Val can be a handful sometimes" Soriano offers and I want to punch him. Since when is Cris too busy for me? Also, I wasn't talking to him. Why did he feel the need to answer? Dumbass. "Don't you have something to do or somewhere to be?" "Nope. It's my off day today" "Great. Can you go have it elsewhere?" who invented off days again? Oh wait, it was me. I thought it would be a good idea for the guys to have one day off to spend with their families or bitches but now I realize that it was a mistake. These kinds of employees don't need off days. Hanging up, I call Fabian. He picks up on the first ring. For the millionth time, I wonder why he's so glued to Cris. Obviously, I'm the better guy between us. Loving, considerate, appreciative- is that even a word? Any way. I would totally treat him well if he was my guy. When we went to kill Lombardi, I thought we'd bonded and tried to get him to come to work for me but he flat-out turned me
I was prepared for this. Lashing out at me whenever she is unhappy or angry. It will take some time for her to completely forgive me so until then I can't do anything but take everything she throws at me. But fuck, it hurts. Knowing that I let her down and I can never change it. If only I could turn time back. "I never stopped caring" "Sorry. I was just shocked" "Why did you let her go?" "Because Damiano asked me to. He said she didn't know that I was pregnant. Besides, killing her wouldn't change anything. It's not like I can be pregnant again" No, she can't. "Come on. Your sister bought a lot of food. I wonder if she was planning on locking us in here for a week" I change the subject because it feels like now isn't the right time to talk about Leone. Someday we will be able to talk about him comfortably without it being too much for her. At least I hope so. "She's an idiot. Luckily she's with Fabian or God knows what would happen to your son" "Paulo and your friends are here
"You're the one who wants to wait." "Not anymore" He pulls back to take off my dress. Making me realize that he's still fully dressed while I'm completely naked. "Don't you think you're overdressed for the occasion?" "I can't wait any longer," he says spinning me around. My eyes connect with his in the mirror and the wicked smile on his lips is enough to let me know what he's thinking. I hear the sound of a zipper then his hot, hard cock is between my crack. He spreads my cheeks open, wedging himself between them, and starts to slowly move up and down. Lord, that feels good. With his eyes still on mine, he reaches up to caress my breasts, pinching my nipples and sending a bolt of heat straight to my pussy. There's something erotic about watching him play with my body. Watching both our reactions to his ministrations. Especially since I'm naked and he's still dressed. It feels like I'm his plaything. Like he can't be bothered to get undressed because he knows I'll accept him either
Did being a father change him so much? It's been more than an hour and he hasn't touched me which is unlike Cris. The man I know couldn't keep his hands off me. We were like rabbits who fucked anywhere and everywhere. Has he changed or am I not desirable anymore? Did I get old and lose my sex appeal? I'm not even thirty yet. How could he lose interest so fast? He made me sit next to him at the dining table and all he's done is hold my hand. Jumping up, I rush to the bathroom. I was pregnant but never got to breastfeed so my breasts aren't saggy. They're still firm just like how they used to be. And I haven't lost my waist yet. It's still there. I turn around several times to make sure that I'm not lying to myself. Since I came here, I haven't tried dieting or going to the gym. Maybe I gained a little..."What are you doing?" He asks leaning on the door, making me jump. "Fuck, you scared the living daylights out of me" "Are you looking for something?" "Yes. My sexiness
"Last chance, Cris. If you mess it up, I'll send you to hell myself" Damn it! Who was I kidding? I never had a chance. Maybe provoking him wasn't a good idea. If I hadn't talked to him, he would have continued his play. Giving me more time to convince her that I am the better choice. Then again, who's to say she would have given in? Actions speak louder than words. She doesn't trust me. Locking her door was a clear sign that she didn't feel safe with me. I can't help but wonder what would have happened if I hadn't let her go the first time we met. Why does she keep going back to him? He'll hurt her again. I know he will. Turning off the laptop, I take my car keys and leave. She needs to come back to her senses. After everything that bastard did, how could she forgive him? It's okay if she doesn't want to be with me but he's not right for her either. He left when she needed him the most and he will do it again. "Sir" "What?" "She's still waiting for you in the lobby" Damn th
I'm curious to know if they've made up but I don't want to disturb them in case they're in the middle of it. Carina just needed a little shove to see that she still loved her husband. I know the other guy, Marco, has done a lot for her but he honestly scares me. Cris is on our level. If we put our minds to it, we could destroy his business and leave him penniless. As a matter of fact, if he does something stupid again, that's what I'll do. But Marco? He's too powerful. He doesn't go around showing it but Damiano told me about him and I was shocked. If someone like that were to date my sister, of course, we would be known as the most powerful family. But it would also mean that we couldn't do anything without his permission. I thought about it really hard. About who would make Carina happy. Maybe I'm judging Marco too harshly but I don't think he can do it. She doesn't look at him the same way she looks at Cris. At first, I just wanted to mess around with her and see if there was a