I stared at him, wide-eyed, aware of the heat from his body, rolling off in waves. Awareness swept through me, my stomach clenched and wetness flooded my core as I felt his nearness; and I sighed. He gripped a handful of my hair with an oath and brought his mouth down on mine, his hard lips slanting as they claimed my mouth. His heavy, strong body forced me against the wall and I trembled with need and fear… I was rigid for a while, unable to understand what was happening. My body begged me to hold his shoulders, to stroke him, to let go. But my almost Puritanical upbringing made me stay stiff and resistant. Till he sank his teeth into my lower lip and I opened my mouth in a gasp. * When the cynical, jaded Mafia Don Lucien Delano, meets eighteen-year-old, Proserpina Martinez, she falls in love with him without realizing that she is just a plaything for him. By the time she comprehends the reality, it is too late. Pregnant and alone the spirited young woman does something that takes the Don by surprise. She runs away. What happens next? Read it to find out how the stormy, passionate lovers battle their emotions and themselves. *
view moreRia spoke first, leaning forward, confusion writ large on her lovely face. ‘Pappa, you knew?’Then Piers burst out, but his tone was tempered with anger.‘Then why…? Why did you make Mumma suffer?’Lucien sighed and looked away.‘Your Mumma is a soft hearted woman.’ he said his voice cool, ’She would only have felt sorry for that ba*tard.’She is still innocent and believes the best of everyone, he could have added but he did not.He sighed again noting the mutinous expressions on the faces of his eldest-born children, knowing that he had caused his Woman a lot of grief. But then, he was a man who saw the big picture.‘Your Mumma will understand when I tell her.’ he went on, confident of his Woman.‘You mean, you haven’t told her yet?’ shouted Piers, leaping up, his face red with anger.His fists clenched, and Piers glared at his father. How could Pappa have put Mumma through so much pain? There were times when he sorely hated his father, and this was one such time.They stared at eac
RiaShe looked at her father who gave her a silent, warning look.’Not now, “his cold eyes warned, ‘not in front of everyone.’Mumma was on her feet again, asking Philippe to join them for lunch. But to Ria’s relief, he gently refused. She bowed her head and went on eating, dimly aware of the conversation around her. She avoided looking at him but her heightened senses knew when he turned and left the room. Ria met her twin’s eyes and noted the amusement. She glared at him and said, in a chilly voice,“Piers, could you pass me the lime pie?’ He nodded sagely but his eyes were still dancing with merriment. He was probably the only one who knew about this crazed infatuation she had for the Capo of her father’s mob. But she suspected that her mother knew it too. Her eyes met Proserpina Delano’s and all at once, she knew her mother had figured it out, a long while ago. She smiled weakly at her mother and went on eating.Mumma was privy to a whole lot of things; she could be s intuitive, t
ColeHe was agitated. Cole Brandt nee Delano, was a desperate manHe had found out that his father was planning to have him transported to a remote area in Australia, sea salt mining of all things, in Karratha. It sounded like the back of beyond. Not for Cole the drudgery of work and from what he guessed, his father was not going to allow him to sit about in a fancy office. No, this would be work, work and more work.For F*ck’s sake, he swore as he paced nervously, now that he was in a small room in the Club still under the watchful gaze of his father’s people. And of course, that white-haired Amazon, Daniele.He had to get out of here and fast. His father had agreed, grudgingly, to send him in a week, not the very next day. But that was because his partner and friend in Australia, was away at the moment and he needed to be back to oversee Cole’s relocation.He needed to get word to the Monk. Britney, he had learnt that morning had been spirited away to Mexico again. Danielle had been
Proserpina emerged, looking drawn but still ethereal in a simple cotton dress, a baby doll variation that had a deep neck and flared out from her waist lovingly. She smiled as she approached her husband. They exchanged a look which Maja noticed, a quick quirking of his heavy grey brows by the Don, an “are you ok?’ kind of look and the beautiful wife of the Don replied with the barest of nods, a small, barely imperceptible smile on her face, the dimples reappearing magically. The woman was glowing, thought Maja enviously.How did she look so dramatically beautiful, without being beautiful in the full sense?She was round and curvy, with a well-endowed figure. But it was the movement of her body as she swayed across, sultry and sensual.A siren, through and through, but with an innocence as well.Maja felt a pair of eyes on her and turned to catch Schwartz, a speculative gleam in his eyes as he met her startled blue gaze and then his eyes moved away. Maja Nord looked down quickly and c
RiaShe opened her eyes. She had fallen asleep on the bed in Paddy’s basement room sometime during the night. When Piers came back to the house and came in search of her at some time during the night he shook her awake. Together, they had tried to make sense of what Paddy had been up to but had only succeeded in drawing a blank.The twins had been too weary to continue to make some of the scribblings of Paddy’s bizarre notes, jotted down in his spidery scrawl. Yawning widely, they had left for their respective rooms upstairs, though her brother had helped her as they tried to grapple with what they had found.They had sat for a while, talking about the wealth of information they had unearthed from Paddy’s tablet. It had not been difficult to unlock that, his personal one, a device he left locked in his basement locker, safe and sound, except from his family. The password had been that of their first pet dog…It had been Cole’s name that Paddy had written on his notepad, the one he kep
TaraShe giggled at Maddy. The new girl who had turned up at her home last night with her mother and older brother was funny. She was outspoken, as Ria would have said. It was as though no one had been able to make her understand that there were some things that you just did not say. Or do.“My Mom and Dad are separated, ‘ said Maddy matter-of-factly as they splashed in the pool. It was morning and the pool was just fine to be in, Maddy had declared, dragging Tara along.“Dad is a gangster but Mom said he is a two-piece one,’ she went on as they splashed.‘A two-bit one, you mean,’ giggled Tara and as Maddy realised what she had said, the two girls dissolved, giggling in unison.As if on cue, Maja Nord appeared at the doorway leading to the gardens, her face white and drawn.“That’s my Mom’s harassed look.’ said Maddy, throwing her parent a knowing smirk. ‘It means she is not too happy. That’s her default look.’With a cheeky wave at her mother, and ignoring the woman’s call, Maddy bo
LucienHe looked at his wife as she lay before him, her naked body on display for him, the full breasts with the dark nipples, larger now that she was breeding; her soft sex which had been wet, ah, so wet and welcoming to receive him fervidly. The way the muscles of her sweet sex had sucked him greedily.F*ck, he thought as he placed the washcloth away, she was gorgeous and he bent over her again, to take her soft mouth, to stamp his authority on her. She raised her head sleepily and kissed him back, her lovely brown eyes flickering open as she reached to hold his head, to thread her fingers through his hair as she returned the kiss, their tongues duelling.Lucien Delano felt his c*ck rise again and with a groan, he lay beside her, turning her body to his gently. She smiled sleepily, tracing her hand on his jaw and said softly, her eyes opening wider,‘Lucien, please…’ At the same time, her small hand stilled his movements by resting on his broad, hirsute chest.He raised himself on a
ProserpinaI watched Lucien Delano as he emerged from the shower, his hair still damp, wrapped in a deep grey bathrobe. It was one that I had selected for him. I sighed and settled myself more comfortably on the bed, waiting for him to join me. I needed to talk to Lucien about the way he treated Claude. It was beginning to affect my son and I had no desire to see any of my children become estranged.A small feeling of relief swept through me; at least, Paddy had been found, alive! That had been my greatest fear, that he would not be alive when he was discovered. But whoever had tried to kill him, or temporarily incapacitate him at the very least, had not counted for his. The fact that he had landed on the leaves had kept him alive True, he had hit his head on a large boulder which was why he had suffered a major concussion. But I believed against all odds, that my boy would open his eyes and talk coherently. It was a gut feeling and I trusted my instincts,Just as I had believed, in t
MajaShe yawned and hid her wide-open mouth behind her hand.Unsuccessfully, it turned out that Camille looked at her and said, ‘You carry onto bed, why don’t you?’Maja Nord bristled and then realised that it was the done thing to alternately feel protective and adoring, about her children. She stifled another yawn and glanced at the large wall clock on the small, pretty alcove in a corner of the kitchen. April’s corner, the old woman, Beatrice, had said fondly when she caught Maja glancing at the area again and again, admiring the pretty floral arrangements, the wallpaper which made the corner so distinctive and warm.It was past 4 in the morning, and Maja rose. She had a long day ahead. First, she would have to find accommodation; there was no way she would live in that dismal little hovel she had seen. And dealing with her kids was an ongoing battle, an everyday penance, she thought tiredly. Especially Magnus.While Maddy was just a handful and mouthy, Magnus was tight-lipped and
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