🙄 At least make him grovel first sister.
Snaking my hand in her hair, I pull her closer, sucking on her lips. They're soft just like I remember and plump enough so I can nibble on them. This is crazy because I don't think like this when I'm kissing a woman. I have a one-track mind whenever I itch to be with someone. Getting inside them, finishing my business quickly so I can go back to my day job. But that doesn't mean I'm a selfish lover. I give and take pleasure. Sometimes I even pay for it. Like Yelena who gets paid handsomely so she can be at my beck and call whenever I need her. Until recently, she never complained even though she knew she wasn't the only one. But in all the years since I was old enough to be with women, I've never thought about how soft their lips were or how sweet they tasted. It's just never happened before. Which is funny because here I am kissing a woman who just shot me instead of cutting her up so I can send the pieces to her asshole father. The pain in my arm doesn't compare to the desire I fe
She stops rummaging through the first aid kit to look at me "Who the fuck is Fausto?" Damn, she's good. The confusion on her face is so real that if I didn't know the truth I'd believe her lies. "Stop lying to me, Mari. I hate liars" "Lying about what? I don't know who that Fausto is" "He's the accountant who went missing a week ago, after stealing money from me. I talked to his wife and she told me that she overheard her husband talking to a Marianna on the phone. Do you know anyone else whose name is Marianna? Who also happens to hate me and would want to destroy me? What are the chances there is another Marianna like that out there?" "Are you being serious right now?" "Do I look like I'm joking?" "I don't know what you look like when you're joking so I'm not sure" she shrugs returning her attention to the kit. She takes out antiseptic, cotton, bandages, and a needle and thread. Apparently, Nev upgraded our first aid kit. "Don't joke about this Marianna. I'm fucking pissed an
"What the fuck is going on Damian?" "Hey baby, how are you? I miss you like crazy. When can I see you?" "Cut the crap and tell me why you killed him. That wasn't what we agreed on" "Killed who?" I growl in frustration. God, this idiot can be so infuriating at times "Oh you mean Fausto?" he asks as if there is someone else we know who's dead. "No, your grandmother... Of fucking course I mean Fausto. Why is he dead?" "You'll have to ask that psychotic father of yours that" "What? Why would Padre kill him?" "Are you actually asking me that? He's your father. Who knows why he does half the shit he does? Do you?" He's right. Padre could wake up today and decide he doesn't need someone. He's killed a lot of people in front of us just to make a point. I don't know why he would kill Fausto though. That guy was supposed to help him. At least that was the plan. Why kill him? Fuck why am I even asking? Padre must have not liked his face or something. That man is a sadistic bastard
She's casually leaning against the door looking down at her fingernails. I notice the small knife she's holding and know this isn't going to end well. How long has she been standing there? Did she hear everything I said? Crap, sometimes Marianna can be unhinged. If I'm not careful, I could find myself with that knife lodged between my eyes. I need something to defend myself with. "Whatever you're thinking about doing, don't," she says pretending to be fascinated with her nails but I know she's watching my every move. "I did everything because Padre asked me to" I defend myself taking another step toward my bed. There's a knife under my pillow. If I can get to it, we'll be even. "And by everything you mean? I want to hear it all you little slut. If you're lucky I'll end you quickly" "You keep forgetting that Padre sent us both here. In some twisted way, we are on the same side here, Marianna." "Are we? Because last I checked, I was the only one in that basement. I also remembe
I need an extra truckload of patience to deal with this shit. I'm starting to regret my decision to host these two brats. After having a shitty day, I thought getting a nice bath from Marianna would improve my mood. Hell, I even decided to follow the doctor's orders and rest. Hoping to clear my mind and figure out what the fuck is going on. I was lying in bed, struggling to fall asleep, when suddenly a piercing scream shattered the silence. At first, I thought it was Marianna and that someone was attacking her. But because of my shoulder, my movements were a bit slow. On my way out I saw Nev rushing towards Carina's room. It didn't hit me that was her room until I got there. And the scene awaiting me is not what I expected at all. Both Marianna and Carina have bloody faces, their clothes are all shaggy and don't even get me started with the hair. I immediately know they were fighting and judging by where Paulo is, I think he intervened but not to stop the fight. The idiot is always
That's all I need to know why they were fighting. But I want to hear everything come from her own mouth "Go on" "Padre asked me to turn him against you. I had no choice but to follow his orders. You know I'm not Marianna. I can't defy him" "Since when have I ever gotten away with defying him?" Marianna jumps up, angry again. I wonder if she can spend five minutes with Carina without her claws coming out. "Oh please, you get lighter punishments compared to me" Those marks on her back are what they call lighter punishment? I'm too stunned to talk. "Lighter punishments? Are you blind or are you just stupid? You know what? Forget it. Just tell De Luca here how you convinced his guy to steal money from him for Padre. Then we want to know why that guy is dead and why his wife thought I was in contact with him" "This is exactly why I wanted to talk to you alone. You're more reasonable than she is" "He wouldn't be if he was the one reliving his worst nightmare in that basement. Wou
My back hurts like hell. Fuck, Paulo has a heavy hand, heavier than Padre's. I can't believe De Luca humiliated me like that. I wouldn't have minded if De Luca was the one who dealt with the punishment. After all, it was my fault his accountant died, and he lost a lot of money. I'm glad he didn't put a bullet in my head, but to let Marianna and her henchman do this? I'm furious with him. So mad that I could kill him, but I won't. He's gotten on the wrong train by siding with that psycho. She's unstable. Eventually, he'll find out just how wrong his choice was. When Padre sent me here, I thought I could persuade De Luca to help me take him down, but it looks like I arrived a little late. That motherfucker is already under Marianna's spell. It doesn't matter what I do now, there's no way he'll pick me over her. I could try seducing him, but it would be a waste of time. He might end up using me instead of the other way around. I can't risk being a pawn in this game. Pawns get easily dis
The way he says it with so much disdain has me pulling back to stare at him. It's adorable how he hates Padre as much as I do. This is why I like him. Despite being dumb sometimes, he's supportive in so many ways. Stretching up, I kiss him. He moans, pushing me back on the bed, and I let him because I need this. I need to feel something that isn't anger, revenge, or jealousy. Of course, I'm not jealous of Marianna. Just jealous of the people she has beside her. Aside from her minions, now she has De Luca, too. It's so unfair that people end up liking her even if she's the bad guy. But then again, life isn't fair, is it? All I have is this man, and that's close to no one. We are a couple, but I know he doesn't love me, and never will because he's not the sort to fall in love. He's after money. Even if we ran away together, I doubt we'd be together for more than two years. But isn't that what I want? To have money and get any man I want without the burden of feelings. As Damian thrusts
Is it weird that I'm comparing Marco's kiss to the one I had back in the hospital with that man? It wasn't even a kiss to begin with, just a peck. But when Marco kissed me yesterday, my reaction to him was different. He was sweet, and gentle and told me to get some rest after. He didn't even try to grab my ass or tits. Not that the other man did. But with Marco, I didn't want more like I did with him. He didn't calm my mind or make me feel safe. It was just a kiss.Except that's the reason I can't get over this. Since when does a kiss make me feel safe? I'm convinced everyone is lying to me. There's no way they don't know who the man from the hospital is. I've checked everyone's phones to try and see if I can maybe find a picture of him. So far I haven't found anything. What's even weirder is that my phone doesn't have any photos I could have taken for the past seven months. Someone deleted everything and I know that because I post on Instagram a lot. There is no way I didn't take an
I finally understand why Marianna was so insistent we follow Carina to this island. It’s like a little slice of heaven. A place where the real world fades away. I guess you can call this my first vacation ever. Growing up, my mother never let me do anything other than study. There was no room for failure because if I didn’t excel in every subject, I’d never make it into the police academy. I wouldn’t call my life miserable, but it was far from easy. There were so many things I never got to experience because she wouldn’t allow it. Birthdays, sleepovers, or even trips. While other kids stayed up playing video games, I was busy studying so I could get the perfect score. I wasn't allowed to visit my classmate's houses or go to the arcade after school. The few friends I did manage to make finally unfriended me because my mother would come to pick me up at school and drive them away with her strictness. She drilled the importance of studying in my head. And I understood it was, I just cou
"What the fuck Cris? How many times have we talked about how to use a condom?" Nev spits his eyes blazing. He's pissed that he had to cancel his plans because some pregnant whore showed up here claiming I'm the father of the baby she's carrying. Like I was the one who told him to cancel. And as if my life isn't hard enough, this has to happen. What the hell am I supposed to do with a kid when I'm such a mess? The irony of this is that a few months ago, I was ready to have a child. With my wife, not some whore I might have slept with when I was drunk. "I've never slept with anyone without using a condom" I defend myself but of course, Nev knows how to push my buttons. "Really? Then why is it that you've gotten two women pregnant in the last eight months?" Way to rub salt in my wound asshole. "Fuck you. You say that as if you don't have a kid" I throw back. He of all people shouldn't judge me but he's right. I've been careless. "Besides we don't know if that kid is mine" "Do you r
"Marco..." "Dinner first or we watch the sunset then have dinner after?" he asks cutting me off. "Dinner" I need to keep my hands busy and my ass glued to a chair before I run away from here. That's something else I don't understand. Why do I feel like running? This man has been nothing but sweet to me. Not once did he force me to do anything I didn't want. So why is my instinct telling me to run? "Come on then. Let's eat. I found the best chef around to prepare the food" he walks ahead pulling out the chair for me. As I'm sitting a thought flits through my mind, making me drop on the seat unceremoniously. I'm going to wine and dine you first then take you home and fuck you till the sun comes up. What the fuck? "Carina, are you okay?" Marco's voice startles me. "What? Yeah, I'm fine" "Are you sure? I lost you there for a second" "It's nothing. I'm okay" "Good. Well, your... What are they anyway? Employees or friends?" "Both" "Right. I asked them what you liked and I was to
I'm kind of mad I forgot about the other vacation. This place is as close as you can get to paradise. Gianna found herself a hot Spanish guy and I've barely seen her since then. Simona's guy is a black Idris Elba's look-alike she hasn't stopped showing off and Paulo and Silvano have been MIA since they found their dream girl. Her name is Helena, a bombshell blonde who was more than happy to accommodate them. We had dinner yesterday and they introduced her to me. Judging by the way Sil was talking, I think they're planning on taking her home with them. Marianna and Damiano disappeared all right. I haven't seen them since we got here. That was three days ago. It's as if they all came here to get laid. And I might feel bad about being left alone except I'm not. Mark turned out to be Marco Schiavone and he has been a pleasure. When I first met him, I thought he was kind. Not everyone will go around offering to help you. I believe he knew who I was all along, and now that he's revealed hi
I didn't bring Fabian with me today but knowing him, he's probably somewhere waiting for my call. I don't need him because I'm done drinking and getting wasted. My business is my priority now. We're still on shaky ground and if it wasn't for Nevio, I'm sure there would be nothing to return to. I might feel like punching him most of the time but I also know no one will ever have my back the way he does. And during this time, he's proven his loyalty to me. If it was someone else, they might have taken advantage of my situation to push me out. But not him. When I get home, he's waiting for me with another piece of news. It's as if he spends all day collecting information from all over the world and then waits for me to get home so he can report. Eighty percent of the time, his report has nothing to do with the organization and more to do with Carina. Yes, I can say her name now without feeling like some invisible force is trying to squeeze my heart. I'm guessing my changed feelings have
I finally decided to talk to my mother because ignoring her wasn't going to solve anything. After three long months, I realized that even drinking won't answer my questions, which to be honest, have kept piling up as each day went by. Before I even start accepting who I am, I need to know why she lied to me for all these years. Why she made me hate Lombardi knowing he was my biological father. The real reason Lombardi killed my father. While I was drunk, it occurred to me that their feud had nothing to do with business. Papa found out I was his best friend's son so he went to confront him. If the truth was already out, why kill him? My father could have threatened Lombardi with kicking me out or even sending me away but that was no reason to kill him. The fucker was powerful. He could have found me one way or another. I think he would have enjoyed turning me against the man who I worshipped. That would have been a better revenge than killing him. I can't help but wonder if there's mo
"I won't share my room with you. As a matter of fact, you'll disappear the moment we get there" "Thank you. I promise you won't even know we're there" "We?" "Yeah. Damiano is coming too" I roll my eyes just as Simona walks in "Isn't he busy with running the organization?" "I'm sure Giovanni can handle everything while we're away. How long will we be gone? I need to know how many clothes I should pack" "Three weeks or maybe longer" "What, you're actually going to let her come with us?" Simona asks glaring at Marianna. She sticks her tongue out at Simona then leaves, to probably go and tell her boyfriend about the good news "She's such a brat. Why did you agree to let her come? You know how she is" "Relax. I told her we were only giving them a ride. The second we get there, they'll disappear" "She better. We so need to get holiday boyfriends. Especially some hot foreigners who don't speak English and are really good in bed. Last time we didn't get to have fun because De Lu..."
"Oh my God, Paulo, that woman is driving me insane. I feel like pulling my hair out. How many times do I have to tell her I don't want anything?" "She only wants to take care of you, babe. Don't be like that" "If she asks whether I'm okay one more time, I swear I'll shoot her" Paulo chuckles and I want to shoot him too "Why are you laughing? Do you think this is funny?" "No. It's just that you said the same thing a few months ago before we took off to the Maldives" "Maldives? Are you telling me we went to the Maldives and I forgot about it?" I screech feeling like shooting someone for real. How could I forget going there? I've seen the photos on their website and that place looks like heaven. It was among my top places to visit once I got rid of Padre. Why the fuck would I forget that? "At least tell me we met some hot guys and had wild sex on the beach" "There were hot guys alright but you were too busy to notice them" "Busy with what?" he shakes his head and I realize this is