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95. Intense Need
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I could feel my nipples hardening in my easy-gown, and suddenly, Edoardo flipped me around on my back. He removed his hand from my mouth and bent down to kiss me. It was like getting a pure, unadulterated electric shock. His warm hand was on the back of my neck and the other on my arm, pinning me as I tried to box his sides. His legs were on both sides of me, trapping my thighs so I couldn’t get away. When his tongue moved into my mouth, swirling and teasing, I flamed with need. I let my arm drop to the bed, realizing with some discomfort that I was getting more aroused the more he overpowered me. I could tell that he felt it the moment I stopped fighting. He made a low inarticulate growl in his throat. He ran his hands down to my panties and rubbed his finger down my wet pussy, soaking the thin fabric with my arousal. His chest was heaving and his kisses grew deeper, harder. His hands were more demanding. He broke off and kissed down my neck, licking and sucking. I couldn’t res
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Edoardo dropped me off at a simple country home that reminded me so much of my maternal grandmother before she died.He walked me to the entrance and asked me to go ahead without him."This is Laurette Brisk's home." He said. "And she's eagerly waiting for you. Now go ahead."I stared at him in shock. What time did he have to set up a meeting with a woman of such caliber? How was he able to do it without breaking a sweat?"I'm headed to the bank, I’ll be back to pick you up in a few minutes," he said. "Be a good girl.""Well, what’s there to do aside from listening to and admiring the world-class Laurette?" I asked sulkily, hiding my excitement perfectly well from Edoardo.He smiled and said, "We’ll have lunch later. I will come pick you up."I started heading in the direction he had pointed out earlier, my heart began to beat faster. Maybe Lax couldn’t help me, since he was a good friend of Edoardo, but surely, someone as influential as Laurette Brisk could.I'm tired of letting al
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"You're out to give me a bad reputation," Edoardo said as we walked along the street. "You are giving yourself a bad reputation by kidnapping me and expecting me to keep my mouth shut," I said. He chuckled. "Plus, what do you care?" I continued sourly. "Every single person in this godforsaken town does what you want and they do absolutely nothing to help me when I tell them you’ve kidnapped me." "Because unlike you, they understand that it's useless to fight me," he said. “I wonder when you're going to accept the same truth."I frowned. "I'm not accepting shit. You have no right to control my life. I'm a grown-ass woman."Edoardo shrugged. "Still, I'm keeping you by my side." He said. "Oh, I'll make sure the rest of your life becomes a living hell as long as you keep me here, against my will," I said angrily. "I'll take what I can get." He was so carefree, yet determined with his choice that I felt so pissed and angered. Then he suddenly paused and turned to me. "Do you ever t
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When we finally walked into the restaurant, my stomach rumbled with eagerness as the sweet aroma of the place captured me. A man behind the cash register hastily got up when he saw Edoardo and rushed over to one of the empty tables to arrange it to his preferred standard for Edoardo, who I believe was like a special guest in the room. "What’s their food like?" I asked Edoardo as we slid into opposite sides of the booth. "Pretty good. You'll like it." He replied.We ordered simple snacks, and surprisingly, a man who was introduced as the owner of the restaurant decided to serve us himself. "Lari, meet my wife," said Edoardo and, like everybody else, Lari's eyes fairly bugged out of his head at the unexpected development. I watched Edoardo from under my lashes as I finished off my burger. I had tried to tuck myself as far back in the booth as I could, making sure my legs didn’t touch his. This was because I was frightened of the power he had over my body, and I didn’t want my unre
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While we drove back home in the car, I snuck a look at Edoardo as we barreled down the road, he didn’t look like a lunatic, but he certainly fucking sounded serious about forcing me to marry him. 'I need to get away from him.' The muscles in his forearm moved as he turned the steering wheel. 'Oh my god! When did I develop transportation fetish?' I looked away quickly. It would only complicate things if I let myself want him. "My brother would be coming around, anytime from next week. You never got to meet him" He said after we got out of the car. I felt cold sweat break out on my body. He walked to his study, and I hurried over to the servant's quarters; I didn't want to be alone with my thoughts. Hannah kept me busy with stories about Beshet town and I enjoyed every bit of them. It was obvious the older woman had lived in Beshet for the longest time. I began to hear faint shouts and yells but we ignored them, thinking it was from the servants. But then I saw Lax burst thro
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We bumped down the road, and I looked idly out the window trying to remember the last time I had an orgasm. I know... I should be thinking of important stuff, but here we are. I was wearing a short oxblood leather skirt with an extra side cut on the thigh. This made me wonder what demon possessed Edoardo when he got all these clothes for me.My lap was in clear view and my skin was glowing under the little streak of sunlight that managed to pass through the window.Suddenly Edoardo pulled over to the side of the road, pulling the car to a stop. I looked up in surprise. It seemed like he was on a drug. He pushed the button and adjusted my seat. Then he was on top of me, kissing me so harshly that I felt his fingers digging into my skin. I fumbled beside me for the door and yanked it, pushing my body to fall out of the seat. But he was faster, to reach out his hand and hauled me back inside. My lips felt bruised from where he had kissed me. His hands were hard on my arms now, and he
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He stopped at the car repair shop and, when I saw my car, I felt a surreal sense of happiness. It's been washed, thoroughly cleaned, and repainted, but with the same color as before.My headlamp had been changed and the steering wheel too. Edoardo knew what to do. I loved my car too much to want to give it up. He knew, he understood, so he didn't bother changing it. But instead, he repaired it and gave it back. "You didn't have to." I groaned."I had to." He insisted, taking the car key from one of the men in the car shop.He handed it to me and slid in beside me immediately. Well, he knew better not to give me the slightest of chance. I would have been speeding out of Oakville right now if he did.After checking out the car, he handed the key to one of the men and nodded to him. Another man came out in seconds, entered the car, and started it."Where is he taking it?" I asked."To our home."Shit. There goes my hope of running. I'd thought he would let me drive one of the cars wh
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The Don's Runaway Bride 121. Happy Married Life
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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
