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Reliving the Nightmare
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Lucien pounded on the door. ’Woman, open up. Are you all right?’ he thundered.I sighed.“I am fine,’ I whispered as I opened the door.He studied me, his grey gaze narrowed in concern.After I had taken a warm bath to clear my head, I returned to the room. Lucien had guessed that I needed to be alone and he was standing in the middle of the room with a towel wrapped around his middle. He had stepped out of the shower in the adjoining bathroom and he whirled around to look at me.‘Woman,’ he grunted as he strode over and gathered me in his arms.We stayed like that for a while, as I buried my face in his chest, inhaling the clean, spicy smell of my lover, the Mafia Don.We had come such a long way. From a starry-eyed romantic teenager of eighteen, I had matured into a woman of thirty, with seven children. And I had been kidnapped, and almost sold along the way, into the sex trade.Our love had grown over the years. For all his brusque exterior, I knew that Lucien Delano was a man who
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Proserpina I smiled up at him as our littlest son chuckled in delight."I am fine," I whispered. "That happened a long time ago."He grunted and pulled me into his arms. I looked around at the faces of the people around me—everyone who loved me just as I cared for them.James Schwartz. My sons, Piers and Claude. Beston, who was watching me anxiously, as was Gustav.I smiled, safe in the arms of the only man I had ever loved."I am strong," I repeated.*The phone calls began soon after.Calls from unidentified numbers to my handset. When I responded the first few times, there was only a deep, heavy breathing. It was meant to scare me for I could sense the hostility, the deep menace behind the sound. The first two times, I was shaken and replaced the phone hurriedly.When I informed Lucien, he was livid. He ordered me to stay off the phone; all calls would be diverted to me through his staff. But when a call, presumably from a client, popped up on my screen, I answered it absently.Wit
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Claude strolled into the Club, his eye roving over the walls, noting how work was almost complete for the big inauguration just two weeks away.He grinned as he saw the Capo who appeared to be hiding a smile as he watched a new recruit in a short dress, leaning up to clean the newly created plaque over the door. The poor blonde was on a step ladder and obviously scared. As Claude watched in shock, the Capo surreptitiously reached up to grip the girl’s small waist. He was given a slap on his hand for his efforts.Was he cheating on Ria, thought Claude furiously?His face hot with anger, Claude stormed down the corridor for the two people were alone, most of the other staff elsewhere in the place that was crawling with workers and overseers, making sure that the final touches were one and quickly.“The F*CK are you doing, flirting behind my sister’s back, Capo!’ he bellowed and the Capo spun to look at him as he rushed forward, intent on smashing the bigger man’s nose. The girl on the l
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Lucien was still scowling as he walked downstairs for a late lunch a few hours later. He had hoped to spend time with his wife and maybe lose himself in her soft, lush body. But she had danced away, like a girl in love, and not stopped, although she had sensed his displeasure. Damn the woman, he thought, and he sat down at the head of the table for a lonely lunch.Beatrice marched in with an appetizing Irish stew and chunks of homemade bread. Lucien attacked the food, recognizing his wife's handiwork. Wolfing down the soft bread that was buttery in texture, he grunted in pleasure. His wife could cook like a professional, he thought as he attacked the dessert that appeared before him.“But you don't remember her birthday,’ snapped Beatrice, entering the room, scowling. She had effectively interrupted his thoughts.Lucien wiped his lips and scowled at her."What do you mean, old hag?" He growled, still irritated at the way his wife had waltzed out when he came home.“Your WEMEN. Her bir
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Piers.A short while before.The call from an unknown number came as he was leaving his office at the Club. Ria had arranged a surprise birthday bash for Mumma and he had been winding up for the day as he was planning to spend the night at the big house.Hila’s throaty voice floated over as she growled,‘Pretty boy. Your Mumma needs to be more careful.’ There was a soft chuckle as he felt his blood turn to ice.She went on even as he stuttered,’ Mumma…what about…’She silenced him abruptly as she interrupted him saying crisply,’ Your mother is safe. For now.’And then, before the line went dead, she went on a warning note in her voice as she said,‘She has to be more careful, Pretty Piers.’And the line went dead.He was out of the room, racing to his car, pulling on his jacket as he ran even as Ria called to tell him what had happened. His twin was almost sobbing as she told him how close their Mumma had come to being killed.*Now he raised his keys and met Lucien Delano’s silver
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HilaThe Monk was pulling out all the plugs to flush her out, thought Hila grimly as he watched his men crawl over the last place she had just vacated in time, a few moments before his men had turned up. But the Israeli agent was trained to blend into the crowd and not be detected. Her training helped her to disappear even when she stood before the men in plain sight. The group of homeless folk on the road had accepted her presence without curiosity and dressed in clothes that made her look old and frumpy, haggard and dirty, she was easily identifiable as one of their own.Now she sat, huddled beside a pile of old shopping bags, beside an old woman who was mumbling incoherently. The Monk’s men, led by Kasparov, a giant of a man with a pock-marked face and thick red lips, stood in a frustrated group, looking down the alley. She avoided their eyes, like the rest of her brethren as they walked around, trying to decide where Hila Zaidi had vanished to.She knew that she was running out of
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The Monk was standing at his desk, silent and watchful. He observed the warm landscape spread out before him in silence; a habit he had inculcated when he had been a monk and meditating in the mountains. But his eyes were not taking in the beauty of the world outside; on the contrary, he was seething. His nephew, the fool that the boy was turning out to be, had been fixated with Ria Delano to such a degree, he had sent one of their men to the Delano lair, the newest club, and the equally stupid fellow had gotten his man killed. An illegal migrant, whose family was now on the streets. Dusak had had the women and the children brought to the brothels he ran. Now they would soon be sold, thought the monk distastefully. He had no interest in what his nephew did in his spare time, but he DID have an opinion when the young man let his lust overrun business. And that was what was happening. He was obsessed with that girl of Delano's.The Monk shook his head and turned to look at Kasparov, his
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LucienHe watched her, dressed in a white silk shirt, His silk shirt, that clung to her body, lovingly draped across her hard nipples, the deep rosy color obvious through the thin material. She was biting her lower lip hesitantly, and he could make out the shallow breaths she was taking as she watched him, her brown eyes apprehensive as she stood a few feet away.She had always been putty in his hands, submissive, the way he liked it, feisty on occasion and he had enjoyed those times when he had tamed her, her soft body acquiescing to his brutal domination. But over the years, she had become emboldened and he watched in some amazement as she led him along.And at the back of his mind was the reminder; Proserpina, his gorgeous wife, was in her prime sexually. Her body was voluptuous despite having borne his children, all six of them and when she walked into a room, heads swivelled in her direction. The unconscious sensuality she exuded, raw and primal, was like a siren’s call and he ha
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