I make my way to the bathrooms. They are single room bathrooms for men or women. Of course, all three bathrooms are being used. To my relief, one of the- restrooms opens up. I don’t even pay attention to the person who is coming out and holding the door for me. I simply say thank you, but as I go to shut the door, someone stops it. Startled, I look up, prepared to throw a punch if need be, but I’m frozen because Max stands in front of me. Max pushes me into the bathroom and locks the door behind him. I don’t know what to do. I didn’t think Max would follow me. “Alright, Princess. Tell me what the fuck is going on with you?” Max demands as he pushes me up against the wall as he pins his fairly muscular arms on either side of my face. I’m short even in five-inch heels. I'm on the short side. Max is at least a head taller than me, and that’s with my heels. The dead look in his eyes tells me he’s serious. “Oh, come on, Max! You really don’t get why I’m hesitant to marry you?” I scoff, a
Last night went better than I thought it would. I can’t even believe I agreed to move in tonight. I told Lucy and Roxy who were thrilled about it. They want me to be happy with Max. I know they also want my room because I know they eventually want to adopt an older kid or two who has been in the system a bit. They don’t want to do baby and toddler years. Part of me doesn’t blame them yet I want to do it those years. I need to have at least one heir so to speak. I do want kids. I know I at least want two after that I will see. Moving in with Max makes sense. I’m also okay if he wants to have sex before our wedding. We are close enough and I want to finally enjoy being touched by a man. I’m also all for being there while he ends things with Mona. That’s why I’m not only bringing what he request, but I have a whole bunch more goodies I know the staff will enjoy. I also know my brother and Trey will eventually end up at the casino so I brought their favorites. I even bought my dad and da
“I feel better.” I say, turning back to the boxes of goodies. “Good, Princess. Now, grab some of those rum cream filled donuts of yours and feed your Czar,” Max directs as he sits down on the couch, making himself comfortable. “Yes, Czar.” I reply, picking up the donut of his request before heading over and straddling him. I put the donut to his mouth and Max takes a bite. I have to catch some of the cream from falling out. Max takes my fingers with the cream and licks them. “I can’t wait to lick cream from other places from your body.” Max comments, licking his lips. “Oh, really now?” I raise an eyebrow at him. “Yes, that’s so, Princess.” He answers before I offer him another bite of the donut. Max takes a bite of the donut. Shit, feeding him is hot. “What does my Czar want for dinner tonight? “I like those Italian sausage meatballs you make with garlic, white wine, and alfredo sauce with fetchanie noodles. You can pick everything else that goes with it.” Max answers after che
Time passes slowly as I eagerly await the time to head home and have an official first home cooked for me by my future wife. Shit, I can’t believe she actually agreed to move in with me. It was an impulse move to begin with, to even bring the subject up. I didn’t think Toni would agree. I didn’t realize how keeping Mona around made Toni feel like she was unwanted by me. I’m determined to make things right with her. My father would kill me if I fucked things up with Toni. My father adores her. Sometimes, I think that jolly asshole loves her more than me. Not that I’d blame him one bit if he did, because Antonia deserves all the love she can get. Antonia is close with her family. She has a better relationship with her parents than I do with my dad. Hell, I think Toni has a better relationship with my dad than I do. Toni is close with his siblings even though I know she sometimes feels like the odd kid out. I'm an only child, but I have friends. Close friends that I would die for. Igor
I drag my eyes away Max as he takes the nice black plates with a nice white print design on them to the dining area. Shit, I’m nervous about tonight going well. I want so badly to just have sex but there is also fun in making Max wait until we are married. I also realize Max and I have never truly been alone in private before in such an intimate setting. There’s also this pressure to have things go right. I don’t want to fuck anything up with Max. My future happiness rides on how this all goes. My heart swoons after Max, however, my brain is skeptical of Max. My heart trusts Max, it believes him, and it longs for him in ways that sometimes hurt in the best ways possible. My brain wants to believe it’s all a ruse Max is painting so he can do what he wants in the shadows with his Mona. I hate being this jealous and petty, but that bitch somehow brings out my worst traits and in the most horrible ways. Mona has felt like this shadow that hangs over our marriage. Even though Max has made
Last night with Max was amazing and we didn’t even have sex. Although, we did have plenty of touching and kissing. I wanted so badly to do everything with Max in one night but I just couldn’t bring myself to jump in full force. I don’t know if it was first time jitters of being with a man as well as the fear of not messing anything up with Max. I don’t know why I feel all this pressure now that I know he actually wants me. I hate to admit it but it’s possible that in thinking Max only wanted Mona it somehow took the pressure off me to be his perfect bride since I didn’t think I was the person he wanted. Now, I know I’m the only one he wants and I don’t want to disappoint him. I want to be pissed at him for Mona, and there are doubts that she is more important to him than he lets on. I want to give in to those fears because I can hide behind them. Hiding behind my fears of Mona and Max being in love means I don’t have to try with Max. It took the pressure off. Now Mona is history and
My house is filled with boxes. I did not realize that amount of shit Toni has. She lives in a two bedroom apartment. Then again, their apartment is pretty big. Still, I underestimated that amount of things Toni would bring with her. I don’t actually care, but I do wish the boxes would disappear sooner rather than later. I’m not overly a fan of clutter. Most of it is kitchen gadgets, girl nonsense for various rooms especially the bathroom, dozens of cook books, and tons of fucking candles. I knew the woman liked candles and cook books, but I didn’t think she fucking had a treasure trove of the shit. Despite the house being in chaos, I am happy that Toni is here and making herself at home. I wanted her to make this her home as much as it is mine, so for her to embrace it makes me happy and less worried. I was worried she would hesitate or worse back out of moving in altogether. I know after the wedding she has no choice. Her parents wouldn’t let her stay with her friends after we are m
“No, you are not the villain in my story. Not since you got rid of Mona, at least. When I thought you wanted her more than me, it made me want to hate you.” She confesses as she attempts to relax her body. I close the distance between us as I pull her to me. I secure her wrists behind her back with one of my hands. My other hand grips her chin roughly. “There was never anything between us. I used to picture I was fucking you instead,” I say in her ear, letting my words vibrate in her brain in hopes she will finally accept she is the one I fucking want. “I should not find that hot, but maybe I do just a little,” confesses with a brief pause. “I can’t say I never pictured that it was you touching me instead.” Toni purrs back. “I thought you said you were untouched?” I growl, upset she would lie about that. I don’t care if she did fool around, but why would she lie about it? I don’t like lies.“I said I was untouched by a man, therefore I did not lie. Max, I’m bisexual. I had my own f
Max and I have been married for a little over five years now. We have two sons who are Irish Twins because they are born less than twelve months apart. After my miscarriage, I was so devastated. Thankfully, I had an amazing support system that came around me. I was so angry at myself because I was focused on getting pregnant because that’s where I thought my issues lied. I was wrong, but thankfully with my mom on top of everything we quickly resolved the issue. When I got pregnant a couple months later with Misha, I was a wreck of emotions from happy to full on anxiety of losing the pregnancy. With careful monitoring from my doctors I carried to thirty eight weeks and gave birth to Misha Anthony and then about when he was about two and half months old I found I was pregnant with our second son Dimitiris Nico. I thought it was a fucking joke when I got pregnant with Dimitris. It was not a joke, and I was very glad to have not only Max to help me, but Nat as well. Nat has turned out to
It’s been about six months since we officially took Chatworth down. The media ate up his suicide. It was a satisfying victory and with our revenge satiated Toni and I focused on starting our family. We had a good surprise about four months ago. Toni got pregnant with what felt like so easy, considering we were expecting a battle to even get pregnant. Turns out that getting pregnant wasn’t the issue Toni was going to face, but her challenge comes with keeping the pregnancy. In the wake of her miscarriage, I felt fairly helpless to help her, which is why I was thankful for Nat living with us because she help me care for Toni after her procedure. Toni was only nine weeks old, but she needed a procedure to clear out the failed pregnancy. Violetta, Lucy, and Roxy have been helpful with Toni’s recovery. With testing they were able to figure out that Toni needs progesterone supplements during her first trimester minimum possibly the whole pregnancy. At least we have an answer, but even then
This is a surreal moment in time. Max sent proof of my father’s dead body a mer minutes ago and I’m still staring at the picture with a bag of mixed emotions. Relief is the biggest emotion coursing through me. My whole life my father has forced his control over my life. I’ve never even known what it was like to embrace my own self because I had to bury it deep down to survive. When my father sent me to cozy up to Max, he was supposed to be just a target. A means to end. My father was promising me freedom, but I know now it was all a lie of manipulation. I don’t know the full story behind my father and Misha, but they were friends at some point. Then one day they become more enemies. I’m sure it was my father who did something he shouldn’t have against Misha. The first moment I saw Max, I was attracted to him and it made sex easier. It’s hard to have sex with someone you don’t find attractive. I ended up keeping coconut oil or unscented lube to make myself easily wet so the men I was
“Good morning, Toni.” Nat greets. We decided to only use our nicknames when we are playing. Except for Max and I because we are married and clearly in a romantic relationship. “Morning, Nat.” I reply, flipping the french toast. “Is that French Toast?” Nat questions with a smile as she walks over to where I’m cooking on my built in skillet that is next to the stove. “It is. You earned it.” I wink at her. I told her last night that her reward for pleasing us like a good girl that I’d make her favorite breakfast. She earned it all right. “Good because I was really hoping I’d wake up to it.” She says as she moves over to make herself a cup of coffee. I giggle at her as Max walks freshly showered from his work out. He strides over to me and kisses me on the lips. “Morning, Princess.” He says breaking our kiss. He glances over at Nat. “Morning, Nat.” “Morning, Czar,” I reply, flipping a couple of pieces that need it. “Morning, Max. So, is today the day you think?” She questions as sh
It’s been a couple of weeks since Natalia essentially moved in with us. She is staying in one of the spare rooms. Our house has six bedrooms, and while I do want kids, I do not want more than two. Maybe three, but that’s my limit. Of course, all of that depends on how easy it is for me to get pregnant. Although, I’m glad I have the option to even try. As a woman, I’m outraged at what Chatworth did to Natalia. He had no right to take her womb for her. He stole her chance to be a mom and he did it in such a dirty way too. However, Natalia is at peace with the fact that she can’t have children. That doesn’t mean I won’t make sure Chatwroth doesn’t pay for his crime. No one has the right to make that choice for someone else.Natalia picked the room she wanted. I made sure she got a new wardrobe and she was happy to get a new one. Turns out, Natalia isn’t terrible in her taste in clothes, but clearly her father is. She’s also a pretty nice house guest or she might be trying to kiss my ass
“Alright, Czar, what is going on?” Toni demands when she stops in front of me. “Mona asked me not to kill her, and I realized I can’t be her executioner.” I confess. “Why the fuck not, Max?” Toni aggressively questions, tossing her one hand on her hip. “Do you love her?” “What? No! It’s not like that at all. I promise you, Antonia, you are the only I love. I care about her. I hate to admit it, but I did get to know her a bit over the two years. It just happened naturally in platonic friendship way. That’s the best I can explain it. I hate myself for even saying these words to you, Princess. When I told you she meant nothing before we got married, I meant it. I truly believed it until I was faced with holding her life in my hands. I’m so sorry, I’m sure you feel betrayed and I wouldn’t blame you if you did. However, I promised I’d be honest with you, so that’s what I’m doing.” I honestly explain, hoping we can somehow work past this. Toni’s demeanor softens and the hand that was on
I can’t believe Mona is between Leo and I as we ride to stash house, and it’s the type that houses drugs. No, we have integration stash houses that we take people to integrate them. Some make it out alive, and others not so much. It’s not surprising Mona went after Toni since she’s looked at Toni as her enemy since day one. Toni is of course well trained in defending herself, it makes sense given who her parents are, but especially her bio dad, Anthony. Those two are some dark horses. Sometimes I think Toni is more morally grey than me and that just only makes her hotter. In all our scheming to take Chatworth down we never really discussed what to do about Mona. In the end she wasn’t the enemy that threatened us the most. She has always been this weird side show on her own. I spent two years fucking her, and while I never developed romantic feelings for her, I hate to say it but I got a soft spot for her. Maybe it’s because I saw the vulnerable side of her that no one else did. Mona
Once I’m done checking on everyone I head toward the kitchen and double check things. Lucy and I have hired trustworthy bakers that hold up to our standards. As much as Lucy and I would love to bake everything ourselves like we did when first opened, it’s no longer practical. However, that doesn’t mean we don’t get our time in the kitchen. After I check the kitchen, I finally head to my office to go over the next couple of weeks donut flavors since we do rotate some of the flavors, but always keep the classics. I used to the schedule for the kitchens and the front, but thankfully I was able to pass that duty to my managers who got a raise for the extra work. Lucy and I make sure our employees are fairly treated and that they are paid what they are worth. I don’t always love going to my office because of the drab behind the scenes stuff. Some of it isn’t too bad, but the office is still not my favorite place to be. I like to move around. It’s probably why I enjoy the bounce around I d
A couple of weeks ago a news article was published by a disgraced journalist on Chatworth that was only the beginning of a trail of news stories coming out to disgrace the Senator. Chatworth’s PR team is working overtime trying to save his ass, but every time they put out fire we start a new one. They are struggling to keep up and it’s starting to show, which is good for us because if we set him a blaze long enough he will have no choice but to resign. I can only imagine the spiral Chatworth is on and it makes me happy that he’s suffering because he murdered Misha. Misha was a third father to me. I adored him for treating me like I was already his daughter in law. I pictured him being a grandpa with my two dads. Max and I might be freshly married, but our families have been entwined for decades. Misha’s loss will be felt forever. I enter the bakery from the side entrance where all the employees, vendors, and other services we have like washing for all the towels, aprons, and various