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2024-10-29 19:42:56REBECCA
He stood before me, his back turned, aware of my entrance yet immobile. His hands pressed against the cool bathroom walls, his head bowed in quiet torment. The shirt he wore earlier was discarded, damp patches the telltale signs of something amiss.
My eyes traced the water cascading around him, rivulets carving paths through his skin. Stripping off my dress, it pooled on the floor, my gaze then drawn to his abandoned shirt – black, a hue that seemed synonymous with him.
My lips moistened involuntarily as I noticed the dampness, though not of water. I couldn't discern the color, but a sinking realization painted a vivid image in my mind: blood.
Surprisingly, di
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REBECCAWith his hips now moving in sync with my hand, Artemy's control was slipping. He entwined his fingers with mine, amplifying the grip around his hardness. Our gazes locked, and I inhaled sharply at the primal intensity in his eyes.My own body pulsed with need, my breasts tender with longing beneath the weight of his gaze."Like this," he demanded hoarsely, guiding our hands to a more rapid and fervent rhythm. He relinquished my hand, allowing me to take over.His hips surged as he thrust into my hand. My thumb continued its swirling motion, spreading his pre-cum along his length.He groaned, the tension building within him
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] XXXII
ARTEMYI descended the stairs, finding Brayden and Avim waiting for me on the landing. Their expressions were laden with contemplation, mirroring my own anticipation.With a nod in their direction, I proceeded towards the basement, their presence close on my heels."They've lost a significant amount of blood," Brayden's voice joined me as he walked alongside."It's inconsequential," I retorted sharply. The idea of their demise stirred a tempest in my mind. My desire for their suffering grew more intense, a craving to see them bleed and writhe in agony."It's doubtful they'll live through the day," I concluded, punctuating my
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] XXXIII
ARTEMYMy own men found themselves encircled by Raffaele's faction, but their show of force did not intimidate us. Indeed, it should have been Raffaele's men who trembled in fear, given the circumstances. After all, their leader was in my custody.Though fear was evident in their eyes, they had not yet yielded. Nonetheless, that was of little concern; it was only a matter of time before they would kneel before me."Bring him out," I directed Brayden, who complied by opening the car door and extracting Raffaele.In response to their threatening gestures, I clicked my tongue disapprovingly. "You really don't want to go down this path."
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] XXXIV
REBECCALynda and I found ourselves seated next to each other, creating an atmosphere of companionship despite our divergent activities. While Lynda focused on meticulously painting her toenails a rich shade of deep red, my attempt to immerse myself in a book was an exercise in futility. The words on the page remained distant and indistinct, overshadowed by a persistent preoccupation.My thoughts continually circled back to Artemy.As the internal turmoil painted itself on my expression, Lynda's soft voice interjected, breaking the silence like a fragile whisper. "Rebecca, ease up," she murmured, her attention split between her task and my obvious unease. "I can practically sense the tension radiating from you. It's not good for the little one."
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REBECCALynda paused, her laughter erupting in a surprising twist. "I never thought I'd find myself saying this, but I believe I'm starting to like you, you know, quite a bit."Bernadette shook her head, her attention shifting back to me. She gave me an affirming nod before turning to leave."Wait," I called out, a burning question surfacing in my mind."You introduced yourself as Bernadette Loskutov. How did you come by the name Loskutov?" I inquired, my curiosity piqued.Facing me squarely, Bernadette crossed her arms, her demeanor commanding. "The Loskutov name is a privilege bestowed upon a select few. It's reserved for the mo
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REBECCAMy shoulders slumped, regret filling my voice. "I know. I'm sorry, Lynda. Sorry that he turned out to be a traitor."Lynda shook her head, her tears streaming down. "No. I lost him. I lost... my baby."The words were heavy with emotion, whispered yet piercingly clear. Lynda's knees buckled, and she sank to the floor in silence. Curled up, she clutched her stomach, sobs wracking her body.The weight of her confession hung in the air: "I lost... my baby."I gazed at Lynda, my voice rendered powerless by the surge of emotions that washed over me. The cadence of my heart faltered, and a sudden tremor weakened my knees. A refle
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REBECCAAs we settled around the table, Artemy and I took the prominent seats. My days as a maid were behind me – an endeavor I wouldn't dare bring up with Artemy to avoid triggering his ire.Seated to his right, I watched as the others gathered around. Even Lynda, who was no longer a maid. The notion of her serving me felt strange, so we abandoned that practice. She had become more of a sister than a servant. Lynda's role as a maid was a mere pastime, her primary involvement being assisting Nona in the kitchen.True to his character, Artemy ensured I was served first before tending to his own meal. It was a habit of his, and one that I deeply appreciated.While the gentlemen engaged in conv
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REBECCARaising my eyes to meet his, my fingertips brushed over his chest, the cadence of his fervent heart beneath them. "This is my pledge to you, Artemy Loskutov. Your love is my anchor, my wellspring of strength. I promise to pour forth my affection from now until eternity's closure. I vow to nurture, to confide in your love, to be what you require, ensuring your emotions are perpetually considered. I pledge to express my love and reverence. I yearn to share my days alongside you. I, Rebecca Cavalieri, commit to embracing you as my husband, to love, honor, console, and cherish you from this day onward. We meld as one, an eternal unity."Savoring the anticipation, I formed my final words. "This vow emerges from the depths of my heart, a pledge to you.""May we
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REBECCAI roused from slumber to find the expanse of the bed empty beside me, an unexpected void that jolted me into alertness. Swiftly, I elevated myself into a sitting position, my eyes grappling with the persistent morning radiance as I blinked away the remnants of sleep.Emerging from the covers, I navigated my way toward the crib stationed nearby, only to discover it vacant, devoid of the presence I anticipated. My recollection painted a picture of Artemy embarking on his early morning ritual to tend to Cevia. Had they not returned to the comfort of our shared sanctuary?While enveloping myself in a robe, I embarked on a trajectory towards the bathroom, swiftly tending to the ritual of dental hygiene and facial invigoration. With my hair haphazardly ensnared
