Luciano.Her whole body looked rigid as she stared at me with wide eyes which quickly went back to their normal size a minute later.We both stared at each other without saying anything, paying closer look at her eyes I could tell they were the same thing as Pedro’s. That’s all I’m going to see anytime I stare at her.I didn’t bother to hide my disdain as my eyes roamed the length of her body. The black dress cling tighter to her body than I thought and the slit, the fucking slit was too high for my liking.“You are dressed like a goddamn whore.” She jumped slightly at the sound of my voice and then licked her lips.My eyes followed her movement, it’s a shame such a gorgeous set of lips will be wasted in a face like her, a face with eyes like his.“Aren’t you going to say anything?” I asked, looking at her face but not her eyes.She shook her head without making a sound.What the fucking hell?Is she trying to get on my nerves by not saying anything because she doesn’t need to do anyt
Luciano.I looked above her head in the mirror to check out my suit. With her face still turned to the side I could see her reflection in the mirror and the tears gathering in her eyes.I wasn’t surprised. She’s as weak as her father and just as hopeless.She has no qualities I would ever want in a wife—that’s if I wanted one in the first place.“You will talk about how excited you are for the wedding, how much fun you are having going shopping for your wedding dress, and whatever the fuck makes women so horny for weddings, and make sure you convince them all. You know what will happen if you don’t.” I went on without bothering to pay another glance at her.“Don’t make me wait too long.” I spin on my heel and reach for the door handle.I stopped before opening the door and said,“Wipe those fucking tears. Nobody wants to see them.”The bathroom door closed to the sound of her pathetic sniffles, she better get her goddamn shit together before coming out m. If she messes this up for me
Maria. Morning sunlight enters the room through the gauzy drapes on the window, bathing it in warmth. It would make a perfect day for a wedding if only it wasn’t mine. It might be warm outside but inside of me, a cold war was going on. Maybe I should have run away, I wouldn’t be here if I had done then. And then what? What would I do if I ran away? Will that stop me from being in danger? Will that protect my sister from harm? No, instead that would bring more harm to us than this. And they would have found me eventually, dragged me back from wherever I went. “Miss.” I snapped out of my thoughts and stared at the mirror. My seamstress stared at me with worry obvious in her eyes. “Is the dress too tight?” She asked. I sighed and quickly removed my hand from my abdomen before shaking my head. “No, it’s alright,” I replied, and that eased the worries on her face. I rubbed my throat, I have been talking too much for the past couple of weeks and it’s seriously telling on me. I w
Maria.I couldn’t help but compliment my younger sister, she looked pretty in her wine dress with spaghetti straps. Her hair was braided and swept to the side and the tiny flower on her hair made her prettier.She looked so grown up.“There you are, my beautiful daughters.” Our heads whipped to the side, and we both stared at our father as he approached us.Seeing him made my heart beat faster, I knew what would come after this since he was here. The wedding is about to start.I forced a smile and avoided his eyes, our relationship hasn’t been the same since he practically forced me to marry Luciano but that’s no surprise. All my life I have known him to be a loving and overprotective father, someone who wouldn’t make any decisions for us. He let us make mistakes and then correct them but here he is pushing me to a murderer.I really want to believe he’s doing this because he knows that this is the best for me.His eyes remained on me until he was standing before us.I know he’s looki
Maria.There was a lot that I wanted to say, a lot of comebacks that I have for each word he spat out but I couldn’t say them because of my damn condition. A time like this is one of those times that I wished I had a voice; a normal one where I can talk without having to move my hands or even feel pain after saying one or two words.“I said. Is. That. Clear?” He asked, inching closer, and right now I wished for the wall to close on me.I would rather stay there than marry this man.I hate him. I don’t usually hate people but he’s one of those people that I rarely hate. I thought I could make this marriage work out after everything but guess I was wrong.This man standing before me will never love me, he doesn’t even care or see me as his wife except for whatever transactional reason he’s doing with my father.“Don’t make me repeat myself, Mariana.” He growled, holding my chin and making me look directly at his eyes.“I will….never….love you,” I stressed the words as I forced them out.
Maria.Hours later, I found myself sitting in the back seat of a car beside Luciano, being driven out of town to my new home—Luciano's home. After exchanging words with most of the families, we decided to call it a night. Before that, I did have one last chance to hug and talk to my sister before leaving, even though Luciano insisted we leave at once. Just because he had put that damn ring on my finger didn’t mean he could control me."I’m going to miss you so much, Mari," Emilia said as she wrapped her arms around my waist.I didn’t hesitate to do the same. "I will miss you too," I sniffled, blinking back tears so I wouldn’t cry.I wasn't crying because of what Luciano said; he could go screw himself for all I cared. I just didn’t want to make Emilia feel worse by breaking down in front of her.“Promise me you are going to let me visit you always?” She asked as she buried her head on my shoulder.That was a tough promise I didn’t know if I could fulfill. It still wasn’t clear if Luci
Maria.I stayed quiet waiting for him to be done with whatever he had to say. I was tired, my feet were sore and killing me. I needed some sleep but I guess I can’t leave until he’s done speaking and besides I have no idea where my room is.“It will be just us and the workers staying in the mansion, unfortunately, my brother had to look for another space because of the wedding.” He said and I frowned slightly.Is he trying to blame me for marrying him? Well, in case he has forgotten he’s the one who insisted on this wedding, not me.“Come with me,” I rolled my eyes. Finally.He took the steps two at a time but I was slower, my feet ached even after taking the shoes off.He was waiting for me at the top of the stairs, glaring at me like I was the cause of his problems.Well, he doesn’t expect me to be quick when my feet are killing me, and not in this dress.When I got to the last step, he turned without waiting for me or even asking if I was alright. Asshole.God, I can’t keep count
Luciano.The whole wedding was a hassle, I had to make my face neutral so I wouldn’t show any sign of disgust at Pedro or his daughter.Luckily the wedding had gone through and everything was perfect, the only thing I wished I could avoid was staying under the same roof with her.But like every other thing that came with this marriage that was impossible, newly married couples are expected to stay together for as long as they are married.They are not to be separated for a long time; the longest a couple could go without being together is forty-eight hours and when it’s more than that it sends suspicions to whoever was watching our marriage.“Happy married life, brother.” I paused in my steps as I glanced at Adriano who was leaning on the staircase.“It’s late. Shouldn’t you be at one of those parties of yours?” I asked as I took the stairs down without bothering to see if he was following me.I needed a drink, a strong drink that could help me fall asleep.I entered the kitchen and g
Luciano.I know she would do it, I know she would beg for it because that’s what she is. A fucking needy slut who just can’t get enough of my cock.“Beg for it.”“Please.” She whimpered, trying to move his hips against my hand.“Please touch me…..I need it.”My lips curled up in a smirk, “You do.” I nipped at her neck and then licked the spot, groaning at the taste of her skin.“Needy little sluts always do, don’t they?” Her head bobbed up and down as I gathered the wetness at her entrance and brought it up to her clit, rubbing it and soothing it. The touch relaxed her.“Hmm.” Playtime is over.I raised her hip higher as I slammed into her in one easy stroke. Fuck, it was always amazing with her. Every single time was amazing and different, I wouldn’t mind getting lost in her.My teeth ground together at the way her pussy wrapped around my cock, it fucking knocked the air out of my lungs.She’s so fucking beautiful. Warm. Addicting.Fuck, I wouldn’t mind being addicted to her body. I
Luciano.A stinging pain in my arm woke me up.The first thing I realized was that I was sore but the pain wasn’t much like last night. The second thing is that I’m not alone on my bed, there was a warm soft body pressing against mine. And the third thing I realized was that my cock was as hard as a fucking steel as I lay between the legs of the person on my bed.Everything that happened last night came to me in pieces. Adriano. Getting shot. Taking the bullet out of my arm and Mariana helping me to stitch up the wound; her soft caresses and words as she did that. And finally my dick—I wasn’t going to blame my brain, for not wanting her to leave even when she offered to sleep on the couch.All I wanted to do last night was hold her beside me as I slept, I didn’t know what came over me but I just went with my instincts, and judging from the position we were in right now, I could tell we slept together.Her delicious scent wafted into my nose causing me to look at her, she was still asl
Maria.He let me do anything I’d wanted to do after I said that, the asshole really wanted me to say something. I know that’s why he’s doing this.Thinking about everything that happened tonight I couldn’t believe I spoke that much, this was the first time I had said something more than once or twice and I haven’t felt the achy pain in my throat ever since.Once I was done washing the items we used, I took Luciano's pants off but didn’t dare take his boxers too; I know we’ve had sex but I don’t think I would be able to see his huge ‘thing’ without reacting.I wiped his body with a wet towel and gave him a clean shirt since he didn’t let me call the doctor. I had to sneak a text to Daisy asking what drug I could give him to relieve the pain.He reluctantly took the medicine before walking back to his room.I returned to mine to take a bath and changed my clothes. I stared at myself in the mirror and all of a sudden the image of Luciano’s head resting on my stomach popped into my head.
Maria.Luciano already got a towel in his mouth and the scissors in his hand when I got back, I waited for him to just say anything for me to do.Gosh, I can’t really believe I’m doing this; I haven’t taken a bullet out of a wound before so I had no idea what to do with the ice packs.“Place them here.” I placed the ice packs on his biceps and I felt how his whole body relaxed from the action.His whole face showed how relieved he was by that act.“What….else?” I asked, helping him to pick up the towel.“You will have to look at the other side 'cause I’m about to take out this bastard, but you can be my guest by looking.” He teased me.I can’t believe he has the time to tease me even while he’s in so much pain.I placed the towel in his mouth and closed my eyes; I can do this.“Ready?” I asked, staring at the scissors that were moving slowly toward the wound.I gulped taking my eyes away from it immediately, nope I don’t think I can look at it.With my face to the other side and my ha
Mariana.The movie I was watching with Elena turned boring after she left, she was a great companion even though I didn’t speak much. It was from her that I was able to know that my husband left the mansion without bothering to tell me—he hadn’t done that before but I thought something must have changed between us after the time we spent together.‘This is pure fucking Mariana.’ My mind reminded me of his words. His very harsh words.How does he expect me to think of this as just sex when he has been nothing but kind to me after our very rough sex?I’m having a hard time forgetting about the whole episode, I haven’t seen him in some days now but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t feel him between my thighs.Hell, it felt like I’m walking with his perfect big-sized dick inside me.I blushed at my own thoughts. I will keep on saying this, Luciano is a very bad influence on my pure soul.I turned off the TV and sent a quick message to Emilia and Daisy before dropping my phone and lying on the
Luciano.Carlos arrived a few minutes later with some of his men who were good for the cleaning job, and in less than twenty minutes the whole alleyway was cleared and we didn’t bother with the drinks because they wouldn’t be able to tell what happened by the time they were sober.Carlos agreed although reluctantly to dig in on those guys, I would very much like to know who they were.We exchanged a few words before I left.The ride home was a fucking hard task, I couldn’t stop squirming and grounding my teeth from the pain. You would think after getting shot more times than I could count, this will become more fucking bearable than the last time.My arm is aching with an intensity I haven’t felt before.The blood wouldn’t stop coming out and the pain was becoming more and more unbearable.I ground my teeth together as I step out of the car slowly.“Do you need me to call the doctor, boss?” My driver asked.“There’s no need.” I could do this myself.Take out the fucking bullet and sti
Luciano.The driver parked in front of Devil’s Hell and we alighted the car.The whole place was busy since it was nighttime and the club was fully open.Kyle has been skeptical about Mariana acting like she doesn’t know a damn thing about her father's shady business but I didn’t correct him. If there’s one thing I know is that my wife has no idea what her father is up to.The club was silent on the outside but loud on the inside. I made it that way so it wouldn’t disrupt other people’s peace—not like I care.As we headed to the door, Kyle looked around before placing his hand on my chest stopping me from taking another step.“What?” I asked as I watched him look around again.“Do you hear that?” He asked and my brows raised as I looked around but couldn’t hear anything.“No.”His brows narrowed further,“Listen.”I do. There was nothing out of the ordinary, apart from some drunk people hanging around with alcohol on their hands and some having sex outside the club everything was just
Luciano. I dreamt of them again, the blood pooling around her body and his battered body trying to crawl towards her while trying to save her. I will never forget the look in her eyes while she was staring at me to make sure I was safe and well hidden from the monster. Days like this remind me of them, remind me that they are only stuck up in my head now. That I wasn’t going to see them physically. I will never forget my promise to her, I’ll always protect my life but now I’m doubting if I will be able to fulfill that promise when I haven’t been able to reach out to my brother for thirty-two hours now. His phone was ringing but there was no answer. I have sent him text upon text until I was tired of texting. I would have called Leo to track him if only his fucking phone didn’t turn off at the last minute. “Where do you think he will be?” Kyle asked as he stood in the middle of my office. “I don’t know, maybe he’s passed out somewhere.” I ground my teeth together at the thought.
Luciano.She didn’t say anything after that and I sighed. I changed my mind.“Leave it.” I said more to myself than her.I don’t like what’s going on right now, this was supposed to be pure animalistic lust, just fucking and not us—me, acting like she’s the fucking woman I couldn’t live without.I took a step backward ready to leave and maybe jack off in the shower since my cock wouldn’t go down even after getting rejected by the one who’s the cause of this.“Wait.” She called as her small hand wrapped around my wrist as I tried to walk away.I tensed up at the contact and then looked at her.She was sitting up on the bed now but the look on her face didn’t look certain.I have no idea what is wrong with her and I don’t want to find out, all I want is to fuck her and then leave.I stared at her face and then at the hand still holding my wrist, I believe the scowl on my face would be able to make anyone’s hand holding mine except my wife. It’s either she’s too dense to see the clear me