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The Mafia Don's Obsession 63. Flashpoint
ProserpinaMatters came to a head when a truck rolled up the drive one evening. I had been inside, resting in the coolness of my room, my feet on a stool. This pregnancy was draining me and the environment I was in only made me feel worse.The truth was that I felt threatened, insecure.Would I be forced to leave?Without my children?The sight and smell of food made me sick, and I ate sparsely. I opted to eat separately after my children had had dinner with Gaston. Although he must have noticed, he never asked about it. He had probably put it down to my reluctance to share the same room with him, even if it was for a meal.***Now, leaning back in the huge armchair that I had got the men to shift into my room, I watched in mild consternation as a large truck rolled down the driveway purposefully. Soon, the driver leaped down and a couple of husky young men began to unload something onto the lawn. A few of the ever-present security men were standing by, watching closely.I sat up, puz
The Mafia Don's Obsession 64. Lucien finds out
Lucien He stared in shock as Proserpina glided to the floor, grabbing her before she fell and hit her head against the small tables that had been artlessly thrown around the large den. "Schwartz! Shark!' he bellowed, lifting her tiny, prone figure and striding over to the couch. Proserpina's head hung over his arm, her arms flapping as he moved. Her face was sallow, almost bloodless and he felt his heartbeat race as he noticed the dark shadows under her closed eyes. The soft lips were parted and she seemed totally unconscious. Her breathing was strained and loud and Lucien felt himself break out in a sweat as he felt the anxiety build up in him. She barely weighed more than her daughter, he thought in amazement as he laid her down. "Fuck!' he said it aloud, as he carried her easily, 'she hardly weighs anything!' The men came tearing into the room, alarmed by the urgency in his voice. Taking in the scene and imagining the worst, Schwartz bellowed, ' Mate, what have you don
The Mafia Don's Obsession 65. Confrontation
ProserpinaWhen I opened my eyes, the world outside my window was grey; dusk had fallen, I thought hazily, wondering for a while what I was doing in bed.Shouldn’t you be in the kitchen, supervising dinner? I asked myself tiredly, wondering why my head felt so woozy.I raised a hand to my head as the room seemed to dip when I opened my eyes. I felt unwell and disoriented. As my mind cleared gradually, it all came back in a rush; the gaudy Fun Fort being delivered and set up that had made me furious leading to my showdown with Lucien. I must have fainted at the time because, after that, I remembered the doctor who had examined me, a grumpy old man who had been surprisingly gentle.He had been agitated to know that I had not had a proper examination once I had discovered that I was pregnant.How could I tell him that I would rather have lost the baby?My indifference had seemed to reach him.After the physical examination, he stood by the bedside, holding my wrist in his hands, monitori
The Mafia Don's Obsession 66. Collapse
Lucien turned on the bedside lamp and in the muted light, I saw the deep furrows in his face.He looked as though he had aged overnight. A few months ago, I would have wanted to take him in my arms, stroke his unshaven jaw, kiss that firm mouth.Not so, not anymore.Pushing the thoughts back, I asked, bluntly,"What are you doing here? I want to see my children. Where are they?’His reply was totally different from what I had expected. Instead of answering me, he growled,'You didn't tell me you were with child.'I sensed the undercurrent of anger and shrank back into the pillows that someone had thoughtfully propped up for me. Shifting in the bed, I moved into a comfortable position."Where are Ria and Piers?' I insisted, sticking my chin out."They have gone to bed.' He said curtly.I glared at him, tucking my hair behind my ear as I tried to focus.'Why?' he asked again, his voice harsh with emotion.Suddenly, I was exhausted. I stared out wearily, looking at the darkening shadows
The Mafia Don's Obsession 67. Lucien
LucienHe strode out of the room, shutting the door softly behind himself.Lucien left the room. He walked to his study, dragging the leg that seemed to be throbbing painfully. But the heaviness he felt within him, was what felt heavier than any physical ailment.He had killed people before, with his bare hands himself. He had also employed men to kill those who stood in his way. But this was different. He felt as though he had mortally wounded a person who had only given him love, had trusted him, had believed in him.Her words rang in his ears; she had waited for him. While he had been spending his nights trying to get over her, whoring his way through an endless stream of highly forgettable women who had not succeeded in making him get over her, all the while, she had believed in him, trusted in him, and waited for him.How could she know how he had been trying to get over her? The women he had bedded were just bodies, no one stood in his memory after they had satisfied him physica
The Mafia Don's Obsession 68. Threat
The men turned around, chagrined expressions on their faces. Schwartz colored, like a guilty schoolboy. He tried to change the subject, asking in return,“How’s she? Mate, how is Proserpina?’There was no ignoring the deep passion in his eyes, in his face as he watched the Boss who stood, hands clenched, breathing hard, his eyes narrowed.But Lucien Delano had not become a powerful Don by being sidestepped, even if it was by his closest friend.“What was that?’ he rasped, moving into the room looking more dangerous than he knew, the dark stubble on his cheeks adding to the roguish look on his face.‘What are you keeping from me, eh?’ he barked.Schwartz stood up, as elegant as ever though it was probably past eleven at night and he had been wearing the suit since morning. Like the other men, he had discarded his jacket too but he still looked as though he had stepped out from a photoshoot of a gentlemen’s fashion magazine, thought Lucien drily. His deep blue hemp shirt with the sleeve
The Mafia Don's Obsession 69. His Woman
LucienA desire to check on his wife had him head towards her room. He knew the door to her bedroom would be unlocked; she wanted her children to walk in if they wished at any time in the night.Now he pushed the door open softly and stared in stupefaction.The bed was empty. It did not look as though it had been slept in.A sense of panic engulfed him. Disregarding the fact that he was in his shirtsleeves with bloodstains on his once crisp white shirt, he strode across to the anteroom,And stopped.***ProserpinaSleep had proved elusive once the effects of the sedative had worn off. I had finally gotten up and headed for a bath. Anything to get over the thoughts that were running through my mind. I wanted to stop thinking of Lucien.After having stood under the warm shower for a long while, I towelled myself and stepped out, wrapped in my fluffy white towel. The twins wanted me to prepare Indian pancakes for breakfast tomorrow, I thought as I applied the fragrant body lotion to my l
The Mafia Don's Obsession The attraction...
When he woke up the next day, the sunlight was streaming into his bedroom. The light drapes at the French doors had been left open when he went to bed last night and now he sat up slowly, blearily. Too much drink and a very late night had made him restless and he had finally fallen asleep at dawn.The excited sounds of his children floated up and he curiously limped across to the windows facing the lawn. He was bare-chested, wearing his boxers and he became aware that the chill of winter was beginning to set in. Striding to the balcony, he looked down onto the lawns below his rooms on the second floor, scratching his hirsute chest absently.His wife and children were on the grass, at what Proserpina possibly imagined was a secluded part of the garden. She had no idea that when he came out onto his terrace, he had a good view of his family. She was doing her morning yoga exercises and the kids were fooling around. They were all in yoga outfits but it was his wife’s flexibility that mad
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