Gabriella Harrison Matthews:"No, you have to eat that too." Dante forced me to eat more with his hand when I was already full. Our son giggled looking at me and winked."Mommy, do you want my help?" he asked cutely and I nodded my head."Of course, I will always need my handsome little prince charming for my rescue," I tell Cameron. He smiled, walked to his father after getting off his dining chair."Dad, mommy, and my sister are full. They don't want to eat anymore so would you please stop?" he asked Dante " I promise you that if they are hungry. I will tell you about it or I will feed mommy with my hands. But, for now, please leave mommy alone.""You little devil. Are you turning your back on your father?" Dante asked with an arched brow "Because, if you are then daddy is going to be really angry. I am telling you, son.""What? No, Dad. Why would I do that? You and Mommy, both are my superheroes." he replied, leaned close to his father, and hugged him "Love you so much, Dad. And, I
Gabriella Harrison Matthews"Because he is not my son-in-law but my son." Sylvia announced pulling Dante in for a family hug too " I consider him as my son, not son-in-law, because he proved to be the one. My own son, my own blood turns out to be evil and on the wrong track. I am not a good father.""You are a good father, Sylvia. You did what every father would have done to protect his child. To provide better from the child." I told Sylvia with a smile and kissed his cheek "I don't understand why Damien hated you so much and was against you?""Because I have always been strict with him. He began to sit with the wrong guys, in the wrong environment, and became addicted to drugs, what hurts me the most is that he raped several innocent girls when he was young. I tried to get him out of it, even when it got too much I tried to send him to rehab and sent the cops on him to arrest when I found out that he was going to rape another innocent girl. Damien was once a really great guy but aft
Dante Matthews:"How do I look?" I asked Syliva for the hundredth time in the past one hour. Sylvia groaned and rolled his eyes at me."For the hundreth time, Dante. You look perfect. Calm down; you are being nervous for nothing. Gabriella is already your wife so what makes you think that she is going to say no to you?" Sylvia asked as he watches me from head to toe " I don't know what's with you being dress up in full black though. And, silk? Do you really need to wear the balck silk shirt with black jeans?""Yes, I do. Because Ella loves it. I am trying to create a Deja vu memory from our first college date." I replied " I was wearing this black silk shirt and jeans when we first went on a date while Ella was wearing a black bodycon dress with red flowers on it, and if I am thinking right, she is going to wear the same dress tonight. She is a smart woman and might have gotten the idea.""And, this Harrison mansion? Why this place?" he asked."Because, from this day forward. We will
Gabriella Harrison MatthewsDante didn't waste time bringing me to Hawaii to remarry me. And, today I stand in front of the full-length mirror admiring myself as Dante's bride. He didn't let me do anything. He did everything from A to Z, even choosing the wedding dress for me saying that all the bad luck from our lives had gone so even if he chose the wedding dress for me, it was not going to change anything or bring bad luck in our life."You look beautiful," Sylvia complimented when he entered and kissed on my cheek "That dress really looks so stunning on you.""Thanks, Sylvia," I replied as I looked at my beautiful soft lavender dress silk and chiffon mix dress, with a sweetheart neckline, delicate spaghetti straps, with a modest train back. The bodice of the dress is covered with rhinestones. Instead of choosing the veil option, we chose the flower crown to match the culture over here. My hairs were left open on the front after giving it some curls.My makeup was soft and elegant.
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
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
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
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
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