Nope. You're on your own. A round of applause for Carina please?
Trigger Warning : Attempted sexual assault. I feel dizzy and my body has frozen. This isn't happening. Not now. All these years I feared Padre would do this. Force me to be with some asshole just to make a point. It was the reason I slept with Paulo. Somehow I wanted to be in control of at least one thing in my life. Who I gave my virginity to mattered. I didn't want one of Padre's guys to take it forcefully because there was no way I would ever be with anyone who worked for him. When he found out -I don't know how he did- he raised hell, but it was already done. There was nothing he could do about it. And with that stupid thought came the realization that he could never hurt me that way. How wrong I'd been. Now as I'm standing here while this guy rips my dress, it occurs to me how I was delusional. There are so many ways this man could hurt me and not just physically. The world might know me as his daughter but he doesn't give a crap about that. What father out there sits in a corn
One of my eyes is too swollen to see so I open the other one, just as something warm flows down into my hair. And then his weight is gone and Paulo is standing over me. Even through my one eye, I can see how furious he is. Relief floods me but I'm also angry. At him, at the dead asshole, fucking Padre, and even De Luca. Why didn't he stop me and demand to know where we were going? Wasn't he holding us hostage? I'm furious but as I lie there with a swollen face and blood in my hair, a sort of calm washes over me. This is the push I needed. "You move and I won't hesitate to put one in you," Paulo says and I assume he's talking to Padre. I'm lying on the ground naked, with blood all over my face and hair and Padre has the audacity to laugh. Not chuckle but a full blown out belly laugh. I guess this is one of his hobbies. Inflicting pain and watching people suffer. Paulo slips a T-shirt over my head, I assume his, then carries me out. I feel like I'm floating and all too soon I black
I'm coming out of the kitchen with a beer when Carina comes back. She looks happy and is smiling, an expression I haven't seen on her face for a while. I'm thinking I made a good call by letting them go out. Is it a wonder they're always fighting? They've been cooped up in this house for weeks, throwing glares at each other. Maybe unwinding and coming back with hangovers will give me one day of peace. "Hey," she says surprising me. After letting Paulo punish her for the whole Fausto incident, she's been ignoring me. I wonder why she decided to talk to me again. "Where's Marianna?" "Still partying. I think she needs to dance off her bad attitude. Don't you?" The thought of her grinding on some guy all night doesn't sit well with me but then again I have better things to do. Carina is right about Marianna letting loose. When she left earlier I got the feeling she was scared. I've been living with her for a month and I think I'm starting to understand the mystery that is Marianna
That's why she called. Because she already has another candidate lined up. Maybe I should just invite her over so she can meet Marianna. I wonder how she would react when she finds out the person I have a crush on is Lombardi's daughter. That won't go well at all. If there's someone else who hates that asshole more than I do, it is my mother. She didn't raise me to be a vengeful machine but she also never let me forget what happened. It was important for me to know who my enemies were and what they were capable of. "I have a call on my cellphone. I'll call you later. Goodnight, Mama" I lie hanging up. She's probably going to call Nev and bother him about finding a mother for Tommaso. Sometimes she can be so pushy but then again, aren't all mothers wired the same way? Running a hand through my hair, I get up. Thinking I should close my eyes for an hour before starting the day. I'm halfway up the stairs when the front door opens and Paulo walks in, supporting an injured Marianna. Bat
I didn't think I could actually sleep after everything. Despite the painkillers the doctor gave me, my face still hurt and my mind wouldn't shut down. The scene from the club kept repeating itself over and over again as if it were in a loop in my head. While I always expected something like that to happen, I never thought it would affect me like this. I'm a strong woman, one that doesn't scare easily. But I've learned that strong or not, I'm still a woman, who needs to feel protected once in a while. That's why I turned to De Luca. For some reason, I feel safe in his hands. He's physically bigger than that asshole but with him, I know he'll never hurt me like that. We argue a lot, over stupid stuff mostly, but the second his lips touch mine, I forget everything. I know it won't always be like this and I'm not expecting anything from him. I just need his arms for one night. To erase the bad memories and give me comfort. I promise myself that come tomorrow, he might not want to see my
He doesn't stop until his feet are on either side of mine and I'm caged in between him and the wall. He could overpower me at any moment but there isn't a sliver of fear in my bones. Sighing he says "I don't like this Marianna. Seeing you with all these bruises and knowing someone did this to you on purpose, infuriates me. If I could, I would bring that back and make him regret touching you" he pinches his nose looking upwards then down back at me "I've seen battered women before but none of them have made me feel the way I do right now. What are you doing to me?" "What are you talking about?" I ask mainly because I want to know how he feels so I can use it later. "I can’t quite find the words to explain it. I’ve thought it over again and again, but none of it adds up except for one thing. If I admit I might be falling in love with you, then suddenly, it all makes sense. This overwhelming need I have to protect you makes sense. The urge to do whatever it takes to make you happy m
"Hey babe. Are you sure they're all off?" "I'm disappointed in you. Can you have some faith in me?" "I do trust you but if there's even a slight miscalculation, we could die. Do you understand that?" "I love you too, asshole" he snaps before hanging up. Silvano can be such a drama queen sometimes. But he's good at what he does so maybe it is my fault for doubting his skills. I'll make it up to him later. "Okay, Gianna. You're up next. Will you be okay?" "Relax. I've got this" she says pushing her breasts up. I don't know if they could go any further up though. The pushup bra she's wearing is doing all the work. Dressed in tiny shorts and an even tinier crop top, I guess she could never be more ready than she is. "You know what to do. Right?" "Jesus Paulo, I can do this" "Come back safe, okay? Mari will kill me if anything happens to you" "It's good to know I'm more important than you. See you on the other side boys" she winks then walks away. This is the third and l
Now why did I have a feeling he was behind everything? It's not a coincidence that two of our warehouses were robbed. The only person who would dare do something like that is Lombardi. He's got the manpower and resources to do it. He is also the only person who is stupid enough to go after Cris. Granted he used to be the one on top but we took that position for a reason. He should know not to mess with us. Then again, someone who shoots his best friend in the face has to have some guts. These fuckers think I passed out. In all honesty, I'm insulted that they thought they could incapacitate me with just two punches. I've been playing unconscious just so I could hear their plans. I want to know what they're planning on doing next so I can catch them in the act. The fact that Paulo is involved only goes to show that Marianna is in on this somehow. I was wondering how they found out about our warehouses. I guess I have my answer now. That ungrateful bitch. Cris has done nothing but be
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
"Marianna!" "Gee, are you trying to burst my eardrum? What's the problem now? Shouldn't you be happy for having a sister as caring as I am?""I'm sorry but did you not hear me when I told you to stay out of it? Are you deaf?""Yes. I usually become deaf when it suits me. Which stage are you at?" "I don't know what's going through that thick head of yours but I'll have you know that I'm going to kick him out" "I took the keys with me" Idiot "I have two spare keys you dumbass" "Damn it! Why are you so stubborn? I just want to see you happy" "It doesn't have to be with him. I can be happy with someone else" I lower my voice so he doesn't hear me. Waking up to find him hovering above me almost gave me a heart attack. But it's not the first time I've caught him watching me sleep. If I didn't know him I'd think he was a creep. "Remember when you left the Maldives and were kidnapped by that asshole?" "Yeah. Marco's guys saved me and took me to his house" "Half a point
Now I'm a hundred percent sure Marianna spent all night planning this. I don't know if I should thank her or be pissed. This could go two ways. Carina could either ignore everything and kick me out or she would end up thinking I was in cahoots with her sister and possibly hate me forever. Either way, it's not gonna end well. Before she comes out, I check for other notes and get rid of them. I've just discarded the last one when she asks, "Is there food in there? Marianna said she ordered some" Some is an under... Fuck. Thank God the fridge door is shielding me or I wouldn't know how to explain my hard-on. One look at her and my cock jumps up happily. I know I have no right to demand anything from her but there's no way I'll let her leave the house dressed like that. The floral dress is simple, exposing her shoulders and a good part of her legs but damn it, those legs are mine. That cleavage is mine. Every part of her is mine. She moves towards me and for a second, I forget to bre