Dante Matthews"Who sent you?! Who the fuck sent you, you bastard?!" I barked at the man who I was holding by the collar of his shirt, with my gun placed on his neck "Fucking speak or you won't live to take another breath of your life."If I speak or not, I am already dead, so why don't you just pull the trigger because I am not afraid to die? I live to serve my boss Damien." the bastard spoke out the name of his boss, his phone rang in his pocket. I took it out as it flashed Damien's name."Keep him captive, Boris," I ordered Boris who came with me on the sudden trip. He nodded his head, took the man with him while I received the call from Damien, and placed it on my ear."Oh Damn! Your wife survived once again. She is one hell of a lucky bitch!" the motherfucker laughed on the other line "But, she won't get to live another day. Trust me, she is going to be killed by someone really close to her. Now, I am not going to tell you the name of the person because that will ruin all the fun
Dante Matthews"No, you are lying. You are fucking lying. You always want to see me in misery and pain that is why you are lying. You couldn't stay loyal to my father a the first place and left us so why should I listen to you? I might not be your daughter but I am my father's daughter."I heard my wife scream and sob, holding her chest after hearing the heartbreaking truth of her life " I am going to kill you. I am going to kill you for this." Gabriella began to lose control while nurses and doctors tried to calm her down."She is having a panic attack and her blood pressure is rising. We need to calm her down or sedate her or else she can hurt herself or the baby." the doctor announced which made me growl."No one is going to dare to sedate my wife or I will make sure none of you survive to see the next day," I growled. The bitch of Gabriella's mother smirked and winked at me."Handsome, why don't you just go and pull the trigger? I know you want to." she tried to bring out the rage
Gabriella Matthews"Dante," I opened my eyes and called for Dante, in a heartbeat he was next to me with tears in his eyes and took my hand in his. He kissed it and looked at me with relief in his eyes."I am here. I am here, Bella Mia. Thank God! Thank God, that you are awake. The doctors were getting worried too because you have been unconscious for the past three days." Dante tells me, making my eyes go wide in shock. I have been passed out for three days. My hand went to my belly protectively and asked."Our daughter. Is she alright? Nothing happened to her, right?" I asked forgetting everything, that I was angry at this man and everyone at the moment."Relax, our baby girl is doing just fine. So, is our son. He is under Boris and Carson's protection. He is safe." Dante informs me. My eyes watered when I remembered the person responsible for taking care of me and my children was no more."Syl....Sylvia, Is he really dead?" I asked with trembling lips and tears falling down my chee
Dante Matthews"What about us Dante?" Gabriella asked with a smile on her face "We are still husband and wife. Aren't we? Or did you sign the papers already?" she smirked and that was all it took for me to lose control and smash my lips on hers because damn I missed her and her smile so much.I kissed her, devoured her mouth with need and desire, she kissed me back by wrapping her arms and legs around me as we deepened the kiss and got lost in one another and moaned into our mouths. If we weren't in the fucking hospital I would have taken her right here and right now on this bed, she is lying on. I can't wait to get inside of her and make love to her for day and night. I have missed holding her in my arms, sleeping with her, hearing her voice, taking care of her."By the way, you have ruined my company, Mrs. Dante Matthews. Do you know that? I have heard that the new owner of Matthews Industries is going to be Gabriella Harrison." I tell her after breaking the kiss apart as we both br
Gabriella Matthews"You are feeling, okay," Dante asked for the hundredth of time after we had headed to Damien's hideout to attack him."Ask this question one more time and trust me it is going to be you who will not be feeling fine." I threatened him annoyed and heard Boris and Carson laugh out loud after they saw their Boss getting insulted by their Boss lady."Burnnnnnnn!" Boris teased Dante. In response, I was scooped up from the leather seat of the limo and placed on Dante's lap. His hand went on my belly protectively while he grabbed me by the back of my hair and pressed his lips on mine possessively in front of his brother and second in command.He even bit on my lower lip to make me realize that there is a punishment heading my way once we are done with this and damn if I am not waiting for that punishment but at the same time, I am worried and praying that every one of us gets out of this situation alive."You need to promise me something," Dante spoke bringing me out of my
Dante Matthews"You think we made the right choice of leaving Mrs. Matthews behind?" Carson asked in a worried tone and kept on looking back."Stop distracting yourself and me, Carson. We left Gabriella at the safe spot. No one is going to go and find her over there. Everything is going to be just fine. Just focus over here," Boris snapped. He has turned into a cruel and heartless leader at the moment like he always does during the mission."Carson, you can go and leave. Stay by the car and protect Gabriella with your life." I ordered Carson but Boris stopped him from leaving."No, we are not changing our plans. Gabriella is going to be fine. She is a strong woman and like said we have left her at the safe spot so nothing is going to happen to her." Boris refused " We are this close to taking Damien down so please keep your focus over here, Brother.""She is my wife and your sister-in-law, so you and I should be worried and focusing on her too." I snapped at Boris who chuckled shakin
Dante Matthews"Who said that I am dead, you fucker?" I stepped out of the shadows to protect my wife. I helped her get out of the limo. As soon as she was out, she hugged me tightly to her and burst out crying."Thank God...Thank God, you are alive." she cried and pulled back to check on any injuries on my body "You are not hurt from anywhere, right?" she asked concerned for me."I am okay...I am okay, nothing happened to me. I am fine. We ran out of there on time." I tell her "Calm down and get out of here. I promise you that I will be fine but trust me, Bella Mia, I can't focus if you are here. I will stay worried for you and your protection.""Cam...Cameron, he has our son, Dante. He has our son. He killed Valentino. Valentino is dead." she tells me and bursts out crying. I hugged her tightly to me and placed a kiss on her forehead "Don't worry, Cameron and Valentino are both safe. Valentino got out of there safe and alive with our son. Valentino made a man of Damien lie to him by
Gabriella Matthews"Because he won't listen to me. He won't agree to let me marry you. I asked him again and again to let me marry you, I confessed my feelings about you to him but he didn't listen instead he crushed my feelings like they were some piece of trash. He didn't know that he didn't crush my feelings but my heart so I went directly for his heart too. He insulted me, called me a freak, a psycho, and worse. He called me a killer and I can't tell you more because his words pierced my heart in the worst way possible so with the help of my friend with benefits, I got an injection that contained the drug to bring a normal person cardiac arrest. I knew that he would tell you about me one way or another which I didn't want so getting him out of my way was the only option left for me.I tried to inject him on different occasions but on every occasion he survived because of his lucky charm that was you. I was getting sick of it so one day, I mixed the drug substance into his alcohol
Cameron Matthews:-"So, what have my son in such a sour mood that he doesn't even want to talk to his father?" my father asked after taking a seat beside me on the barstool of the club."I fucked up, dad, and now I don't know how to fix that." I answered honestly after taking a sip of my wine."Does this fucked up mess include Catherine by any chance because your sister seems really pissed at you."dad asked, already guessing the right. I sighed and nodded my head."Dad, I like Cameron. I really do, but what I doesn't like is that, she makes me lose control, she makes me weak, and powerless. That's what I don't like. I am the man who always like to stay in control. The man you raised me to be, but it feels like I am failing in being one.""Who said you are failing, son?" dad asked, pouring her glass of bourbon "You are born a successor. Look at your parents. Your mom and I both are successful, so it's obvious our children has to be successful too, and as for losing control. Tell me one
Catherine Morris:-I looked at him stunned, as my body shook with the need that was still unquenched. Cameron only grinned when he saw the look of annoyance on my face for not telling him. It set me to blushing with anger and shame but I did not dare show it to him since that would be the ultimate triumph for him. “Okay,” I replied arranging my posture and clutching the robe that was hanging at the corner. “Which business are we referring to?” He followed me carefully and looked me up and down when I just wrapped the robe tightly around my breast. “I am in need of model for a shoot today, one of my best models just called in sick and rescheduled, there are no other models available, and I figured you could do it. ” I raised an eyebrow. According to the story, the conversation was as follows: “You want me to model for you? After what just happened?” “Yes, Cat,”’ he said, becoming stern. “I require the services of a professional, one who can work under pressure and you are the best.
Catherine Morris:-I was in the middle of the shoot for the Victoria secret when my assistant came with a smirk on her face and by the look of her, I know she has came with some good news that I might like."Kate, some really big hotshot is here to see you since you won't receive his calls." she spokewith a grin. I chuckled shaking my head and asked the camera man to give me five minutes. One of the staff member came with the robe to cover my bikni clad body but I refused to put it on as I just got an idea in my mind."It's alright. I will be fine." I tell the staff member with a polite smile. She smiled back and left while I headed in my trailer van after asking my assistant to send the guest inside. I have just sat down on the couch when Cameron stepped inside, looking super hot in his designer three piece suit, that took my breath away. But as I looked at him. I can't help but smile to find him gasp as he looks at my body from head to toe, and gulped."Hey, Cam. What are you doing
Cameron Matthews:-"Where is my damn coffee?" I yelled in anger when I didn't see my coffee placed on my desk after I entered my office. My assistant knows very well that I need coffee first thing I come to the office and it really pisses me off when it's not here."I am sorry, Mr. Matthews, here it is." my assistant came running inside of the office with uneven breathing like she has ran a marathon. There is one thing I like about my assistant, she is the best and never late. She is always here on time which is why my coffee is placed on my desk on time, before I arrive, but today, that is not the case certainly."Where the hell were you, Brianna. You know I hate it when on of my employees is late, especially my assistant?" I growled snatching the cup of coffee from her hand and took a sip. As soon as it hit my tongue, I calmed down and took a deep breath "Sorry, just had a rough night and you know how I get when I don't get my coffee first thing in the morning when I come to the off
Caterina Morris:-"What is happening over here?" came my best friend's voice who stepped out of her room with sleepy eyes as she smudges on them. Her eyes widened when she saw me and her brother standing in a compromising position. Cameron was only in his boxers, standing so close to me with my fingers running down his chest, while I was wearing a slip on mini nighty dress without robe. She was about to say something when she heard her father's voice."Bella Mia, just stop. She is gone." Uncle Dante tried to control Aunt Gabriella. Ella watched her parents from the stairs, then at me with a raised brow."What did you do, Erin?" only she is the one who calls me Erin and I love it."I might have caught your brother bringing a hooker into his room and I might have not liked it, and I might have not knocked on your parents door and interuptted their sex by telling your mother that Cameron has brought a hooker in her home to fuck." when I finished the sentence, Ella was looking at me with a
Cameron Harrington Matthews:"Cameron Nicholas Harrington Matthews, bring your naked ass out of your bedroom right now." I heard my beautiful mother yell at me from outside of my door as I bang the stripper that I brought from the club and after hearing her right now, I gulped because it could be the last day of my life.No one can win from Gabriella Harrison Matthews. That's what my dad always says. I thought it was because he loves mom so much that he keeps saying that to make her happy but that's totally not the case, he says it because he means it. My mom can be pretty scary."Who is she? Is she your girlfriend, fiance or wife I should know about because I don't sleep with the man who are in a relationship and cheating on their woman." the hooker speaks from underneath me, making me roll my eyes. Great, even the hookers have got rules now."Eeeeww, that's my mother out there who is currently so pissed that I might die tonight." I replied pulling out of her in a hurry "You need to
Gabriella Harrison Matthews The sun started to color the evening sky with hues of pink, peach, and orange, and I felt an odd combination of gleeful anticipation and wistful sadness. It was the most meaningful day. Our little baby girl Ella was celebrating her 1-year milestone. As my gaze fell upon our little miracle, my heart overflowed with happiness, and I was eager for the party. “This is the perfect day Dante and I have planned for Ella,” I said as I looked around the balloons and streamers covered every inch of the living room while a huge “Happy 1-year-old birthday to Ella!” birthday banner hung on the wall behind the chairs where we would gather to sing to her. Currently, Dante was busy looking after our daughter who won’t stop laughing and running after the balloons on her tiny little feet. Unlike, other kids Ella started walking when she was only ten months old, and man, if it hasn’t been tiring since because she always manages to do something odd. She was dressed up in a
Dante Matthews"Dante Giovanni Matthews! Where the fuck are you?" I heard my wife scream out loud as she could on the other side of the phone. I would have almost gone deaf if I hadn't put some distance between the phone and my ear. She is due any day now, and cranky as hell. Don't ask me about her mood swings at all because if I do then I am afraid it will be hard to stop because the list is that long."Hello, my love. I love you so much, what can I get for you this time?" I asked, trying to be as gentle and lovey-dovey as I could because one wrong word and I would be dead today."What can you get me?! What can you get me?! And, don't you dare say that you love me because if you had loved me then you wouldn't have left me over here all alone when my water just broke and what can you bring? You can bring your sorry lazy ass own at the hospital because Sylvia and Carson are taking me to the fucking hospital because your daughter is being too impatient to enter the world by giving me a
Dante MatthewsAfter our wedding reception, we finally came to our hotel room, leaving Cameron with Valentino, Carson, and Sylvia for protection and to look after. We knew that these men would give their life to protect Cameron so we were not worried about it at all. Unfortunately, my brother couldn't make it to our wedding since he needed to be somewhere really important and I understand because being a mafia leader is not an easy task."How are you feeling, wife?" I asked my pregnant wife who looked tired after being on her feet for so long."Tired, but not for you. I just need to get this dress off me. It feels so tight now. My boobs hurt." she replied and complained because indeed she must be tried wearing this tight dress for hours when she is used to wearing only baggy and comfortable clothes in this condition. I placed her down on her feet gently and helped her in getting out of the dress."Ahhh! Feels so good. Finally, I can breathe freely." she let out a deep breath of relief