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104. Come for me
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In the evening of the same day, I went over to the servant quarters where I met Hannah picking out weevils from a bag of beans. "That's too much work," I said to Hannah as I walked up to her. "You should consider looking for better storage options for the beans instead of leaving them in the sack and having to go through all that stress," I said, taking a seat beside her and a two other servants in the kitchen. "Missus," Hannah called and bowed. She eyed the servants and they all hurried out of the room."I have no idea how best to store the beans." She complained. "The sack was air tight. Yet the weevils infested them." "These monsters just know when to attack, and all it takes is to lay just one egg, and the rest is history. I'll teach you how to store them in the refrigerator. They'll stay fresh out indefinitely." I told Hannah and her face lightened up. It was almost 1:00 pm when we dived into the real work of picking weevils from a half sack of beans. We had just finished p
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The next day, Edoardo permitted me to move around the house, maybe he was trying to appease me indirectly, who knows.I was permitted to visit the plant garden behind the house and the flower garden scattered across the driveway, as long as I moved in the company of Hannah. I didn't act excited when I heard the news because that might jeopardize the chances of escape plan building up in my head. Eduardo had an appointment in Oakville town. As soon as his car left the compound, I raced into one of the room I found an old computer a few days ago.Luckily, it was still there. I plugged it on the switch and with trembling fingers, I pressed the power button. I was pacing, scared to my bones, and the computer, well, it was taking forever to start up. It felt like an eternity before it finally came up. As my stars shone so bright, the computer didn't require a password to get in. I checked for the nearest Uber company and shot them a message. ****Pulling on a dress that seemed to be fa
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Unfortunately, this wasn't like Edoardo's new generation car. So I did end up entangled in shrubs with trees wedging the car.I crawled out immediately, unscratched. The driver was a young man and he had already gotten down from his car, rushing over to me."Are you okay?" He yelled, terrified. "I'm fine. Can I get a lift to the nearest bus or train station? I have an appointment that I can't afford to miss." I pleaded, desperately.He stared at me in surprise. I just had an accident and ruined my car. Yet I don't seem to give a fuck. I know that's exactly what it would look like.But he nodded and started hurrying to his car, just as Edoardo's car was pulling over. "Celia!" He roared, and my supposed helper froze. "Mr. Eppolito." He called.Fuck shit, another puppet. I pulled his car key from his fingers and rushed to his car, but Edoardo was fast enough this time around.He grabbed me from my waist and dragged me back to his car. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" He yell
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My brain slowed. I was still trying to make head or tail of what he was saying when he turned and flipped me around and bent me over the console. He ripped at my panties, yanking them off my ass, and lifted up my dress. He held me pinned down as I struggled, and I felt him pull his cock from his pants. I glanced down and I saw his bloody fingers tight on my hip, smearing streaks of blood across my belly. I felt my core clench with a mixture of terror and desire as he increased the pressure of his fingers, tightening on me, trapping me, forcing me to open for him. He spread my thighs with bloody fingers, shoving his knee between my legs. Then he bore down on my back, raising my hips so that I felt his heavy breath on my pussy. Then I felt the sharp savage thrust as he entered me. The feeling of his dick made my fingers curl on the table. He filled me completely until there was nothing left of me but a weak trembling desire for him to own me thoroughly.I felt him in my pussy, my s
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The next day, Edoardo was ready to leave the house. But once bitten, twice shy they say. So he insisted that I should follow."Come," he said. "I need to speak to Lax. I don't trust you'll be safe on your own." He told me. "Where could I possibly go? You've now planted a motion sensor alarm that goes off once I step across the room. Everyone's fingerprint is registered on it, aside from mine. So where could I possibly go?" I queried."Still, you're coming with me. No questions. Go get dressed."I grumbled and started heading up the stairs. "Is it that you didn't consider getting longer clothes for me, or did Hannah take out only the short ones."He smiled and pointed to his room. "Why don't go see for yourself.""In your room?" I asked, suspicion evident in my voice."Yes." He replied. "I'll wait for you right here."I gave him one last look and when I was convinced he wouldn't intrude, I went to his room. Safe to say that was the worst thing to do.The clothes in my own room were wa
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Another spank followed, each spank bit and stung, but then I started getting aroused. His hand was trapping me, grinding my pussy into his lap and rubbing my clit on his pants. I couldn’t help letting out a little moan. I could feel my pussy getting wet, soaking his pants below me. I felt Edoardo pause, his hand tightening on my back. I couldn’t help raising my numb ass up a bit to push my pussy into the air, my panting breaths sounding heavy in the car. His fingers dug and pressed into my back, and I could feel him trying to rein himself. "No," he said breaking my heart. "I'm not giving you an orgasm. Maybe that will teach you to behave better."Then he flipped me over, back to my seat. I howled as my sore ass against the car seat. "You’re a stupid tease, Edoardo Giuseppe."He didn't spare me a reply or a glance. Turning on the car engine, he pulled the vehicle out of park. Frustrated with his silence, I ripped open the glove box and started throwing shit at him, tapes, a pen,
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When we drove into the house, there was another car with an open trunk parked in the driveway. Hannah was pulling a box out of the trunk when we drove in."Pietro is here," Edoardo announced.I turned to him, the look of confusion evident in my facial expression. "My brother, his name is Pietro.""Oh, so, you're serious about forcing me to marry you?""Yes, baby. I'm very serious about that." He replied. I swallowed hard and nodded. "Let's go." He said.He was out of the car in a flash and next, my door was pulled open from the side. "Come on."He beaconed. "You still haven't told me how and why you murdered Zach-" "I'll tell you in due time." He interrupted, as he helped me down from the car."And you expect me to walk into a marriage with you after knowing that you killed someone?""Does that scare you?" He asked, pulling me along."Not as much as it should," I answered honestly."Great. That's perfect because you don't have a choice in this marriage.""I have a choice." I pulled m
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The next day, I spoke to Aria. We had the worst moment as we cried our eyes out when she finally opened up to me about everything she's been going through.I've been going through hell too. But none of it could compare to what she had gone through. I was able to digest everything she was saying with heartfelt sympathy until she gave me an insight into what type of men Edoardo and Pietro were.In her words; "you have to be careful and certain this is what you want. These Eppolito men are messed up in the head and once they rope you in, you won't be able to get out."Those words of hers put me on high alert, scaring the hell out of me. Later in the day, Edoardo took me into town to get a dress for the upcoming ceremony, which he made me agree would be a small celebration with family.Most of the conclusion was made by him, but I didn't object because I had a lot on my mind. Why does he want this so bad?As we drove into town, I spotted a police station. It was only a few streets away f
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The Don's Runaway Bride 123. Family is everything
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The Don's Runaway Bride 122. Always yours
PIETRO'S POV.The last couple of weeks have been hell for me, living without Aria and uncertain if she was going to come back to me or not.I've learned to take life one day at a time. Once, I'd threatened Edoardo and forced him to reach out to her. But she drove an invisible dagger into my heart when she said she didn't want to speak to me.I absolved myself into work and being a better version of myself while keeping hopes up that she'd have a change of mind, eventually. We were still married by law and I'll be damned if I agree to a divorce.Opening the front door, I was met by my new housekeeper, Erica. She pointed to my study. “You have... There's someone, she's in there, waiting for you.” She blabbed."Who?" I asked, frowning.She reduced her voice to a whisper when she replied. "Your wife sir." My briefcase slipped off my fingers and I paid not even the slightest attention to it as I ran to my study. The door was unlocked so I pushed it in.My wife, the very bane of my existe
The Don's Runaway Bride 121. Happy Married Life
I rolled out of bed the next morning, so sore that I could barely walk. But I knew I needed one thing, and that was coffee. And even though I was too sore to make it myself. I had no choice but to locate the kitchen. But as thoughtful as the Eppolito brothers were, there was a housekeeper already cooking up a storm."Good morning, Mrs. Eppolito." She greeted me when I entered the kitchen."Hi, good morning. Uhm, I'm Celia, and you?""Erica." She replied."Great. Can you... I'd like a cup of coffee with half and half. Is that possible?" "Coming right away, Ma'am," Erica replied.I took a seat on one of the kitchen stools, grateful for the soft padding of the seat. I waited patiently for my coffee. The coffee was ready in less than three minutes. I was just finishing the last sip when I heard Edoardo shouting, "Celia. Celia. CELIA!" I didn’t even have a chance to call back when I heard him kicking the door of the bedroom we slept in, open, slamming it against the wall."I can’t find
The Don's Runaway Bride 120. Honeymoon Suite
My legs were starting to ache from dancing, Edoardo looked at me and shook his head. "Let’s go," he said, pointing me to the garage."Where?" I asked. "Everyone is still here," I said, spotting Pietro in a friendly chat with Lax and a couple of other men. Papa was still dancing and eating cake. Freda and Dorcas were telling a group of women some interesting story that got them hooked."It's our night baby," Edoardo said, turning me around to face the direction of the garage. "I want to go someplace calm and sink myself inside you all night."My mouth opened slightly, and he jerked his head toward the garage. My ass was too sore to contemplate disobeying him again tonight. After driving through steep roads, hills, and endless curves, we arrived at a calm, gigantic home, completely isolated from the streets. There were security manning the gate and the house itself."Is this yours?" I asked as we drove in."No, it belongs to Pietro and Aria." He replied.He parked the car and I tried
The Don's Runaway Bride 119. More than I could ever put in words
Immediately I felt his hard cock on the small of my back; I knew both of us had lost the battle.I lost the strength to fight him and he lost the determination to punish me. I felt the exact moment he lost his control; his breath got ragged, and he sighed regrettably."Fucking stop running away, please." He said giving up. "If anything happens to you, I won't survive it." He added.And the tears stung my eyes. Edoardo's love for me has always defied superficial understanding. Our relationship had been the best thing ever. We loved each other recklessly. Until I left him because of my terrible father.His dick continued pressing into my naked ass. Then I heard a zipper and the feel of his hot cock between my legs. He shoved my thighs apart roughly, his hands a sharp slap on my legs to make me move them faster. "Open," he growled. I gasped at the feeling as he shoved his dick through my legs and into my pussy. His cock pushed, ripped, tore through, and filled me. I couldn’t lie anymo
The Don's Runaway Bride 118. An Extreme punishment
Today's plan was successful. I took the woods instead of the road. So, no one would have thought it wise to check the woods just yet. I contemplated my situation. I was all alone in the woods, and I had no goddamn clue where I was. Why the fuck had I thought this plan would work. I turned in another direction and began to maneuver through the trees. Panic began to rise in my chest as the branches tore at my arms and dress. "Surely the house was back that way. So the road must be this way."An owl hooted nearby, making me almost jump out of my skin. The trees all formed thick canopies, making the wood quite dark. And then I saw a shape come out behind a tree at me.I screamed my lungs out. My voice was high-pitched and alarming. But with a gasp of relief, I realized that it was my husband. "Edoardo." I cried, my heart pounding. "Hello, baby," he said, his voice was like ice. "You scared the fuck out of me," I said, inadequately. "And I’m going to do much more than that pretty so
The Don's Runaway Bride 117. One last time
It was the morning of our wedding. The house was already packed. The servant quarters were buzzing with activity, and Papa was the first to get dressed. I had climbed down the stairs to see what the whole noise and cheers were all about. Only to find out that they were cheering Papa. I backed away to the stairs and turned right into Edoardo's broad chest. "It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding." Hollered Aunt Dorcas from the room, but Edoardo only laughed. "It will only be bad luck for anyone who tries to keep me from her after today." He said. And his eyes were so bright when he looked at me, devouring me, that my breath caught in my throat and I didn’t think I could run away from him again, whether he consumed me or not. I left for my room and he stepped aside, giving me a sweet smile. The next few hours went on, with Freda getting me ready and wearing a very cute dress as my substitute Matron of Honor or whatever they call that now. The preacher was more happy
The Don's Runaway Bride 116. All of you
Aunt Dorcas was seated on the couch smoking when I got downstairs. "Dorcas, could you take that smoke outside?" Papa called, wrinkling his nose up. "I’m not disturbing anybody," Dorcas replied."Look how much smoke you're puffing into your lungs. You'll graduate to an exhaust pipe by the time you get to eighty." Papa murmured.Freda walked in on the unfolding drama and cast an agonized look at me. I didn’t say anything because I didn't want to get in the middle of whatever Papa and his sister-in-law were doing."You know Pietro and Edoardo aren't scared of you," Freda said, "They'll just pick you up and put you on the roof while you smoke."Dorcas sighed, "Those boys have always been assholes." But she stubbed her cigarette out as her sharp ears heard a voice that resembled that of Pietro.It was only two more days until our wedding. My heart was leaping, but I didn't want to show it. The entrance door came open, and Pietro Edoardo stepped in. I felt Edoardo standing across the ro
The Don's Runaway Bride 115. Closure on the Eppolitos
Edoardo had been gone all day and I realized I was unconsciously listening for the sound of his car, signaling his return. Freda and I were sitting around the table after dinner, playing the Ludo game. "That's a lovely nail polish." I pointed to Freda's nails."Gel polish?" I asked."Yeah." She nodded. "I can help you put on some before the event." She suggested. "I have a couple of bottles with promising shades."I thought about it, then nodded. "I think I'd like that.""You know, when my husband was alive, he hated it when I spent too much money on these things. Is that the same with Edoardo?" She asked."You married his...""Uncle," Freda told me. "But he's gone now."I didn't know what to answer. I rarely bought any stuff. Edoardo got all my outfits. He even got my jewelry and lingerie. When we were dating, it was the same, he'd get anything he thinks is going to look good on me.But that was after taking his time to study my style. That way, there was nothing he got I didn't lov
