ERICA
ERICAI woke up with a jerk in a sterile white room with white lights and smell of disinfectant. The last thing I remembered was walking or trying to walk with Leo and Riley, but as I breathed slowly and closed my eyes, the little bit of flashbacks rushed in. And through blurred memories snippets of Antonio came back. Like him holding me in his arms and I remembered him wiping my tears though I couldn't remember why I was crying in the first place. But his words were crystal clear in my mind, him telling me that no one will hurt me because he was there for me.The throbbing pain in various parts of my body pulled my attention to myself and I pulled the blanket off to find myself in a blue hospital gown. My eyes tracked the bandages on my arms and one around my wrist in the left hand, besides them I could feel that there was one on my shoulder too and another on my side. For a brief moment I wondered why I was covered in bandages like I had a fight with a wild cat but then... my eyes w
Erica I woke up to loud shouts and curses outside my room. At first I sat there confused as to who was shouting in the hospital but the moment his deep voice registered in my mind, my whole body went on alert mode and I slid out of the bed. I ignored the warnings that echoed in my mind of the nurse and Ephraim as they had told me not to pull out the IV like I had done the first time but as the tenor of his voice rose and echoed down the hallway outside which I could hear clearly as the door to my room was wide open, I didn't care and pulled it out, biting back the painful gasp and cursing the swelling that had occurred after the first time I had so unceremoniously done it.I had been prepared for a lot of things that maybe he was having an argument with Ephraim or threatening the doctors like the nurse had suggested previously which had warmed my heart, her exact words were- 'I felt a little jealous to watch a man care for a woman so much', but instead I found him being manhandled by
ANTONIOPast and present blurred in my mind as phantom fingers of the long ago memories clutched me tight in their grips. As much as I fought the darkness, every time it dragged me down deeper. I didn’t know how much time it took me to wake up from the haze of pain, the only thing that I remembered was Mario holding my hand and sitting beside me. It was the same scene from when I was a kid. And what woke me up was not anything else but her.As the memory replayed like every time it had in all these years, this time when my younger self looked back over its shoulder, the bloody red footprints weren’t there. No, it was worse. This time Erica was there, unconscious in a pool of blood around her. And it was that nightmare that woke me up. I sat up too fast and without any care, and instantly blinding pain raced down my back. “Easy, there...” i recognised Mario’s voice, and when I turned to look at him, I found his eyes searching my face.I rubbed a palm down my face and asked, “Where is E
ERICAI woke up feeling like someone locked me in a sauna. For half a second I was confused until my body recognised the familiar cage of his arms and the scent of him that was uniquely his. When I opened my eyes I found him half lying beside me and half of his body was beneath mine as my head and my bandaged arm rested on his chest and stomach. I slightly tipped my head back and looked at him. His eyes were closed but there was a frown line on his forehead which I smoothed with the soft touch of my fingers. He was hot to the touch, almost feverish and my heart ached for him. This man, so complicated with so many layers, I didn't know how to understand him or how much I truly do and even if that was right.He looked tired and so vulnerable as there were dark circles beneath his eyes. I ached to see him like this, my eyes stung as I thought that he was here, looking like this because of me. This mountain of a man shielded me with his body so I won't get hurt. He saved me by putting h
ERICAThe kiss might’ve started slow but soon it escalated and became hungrier and desperate as I clutched my fingers in his hair and Antonio tightened his fingers around my throat. Even as my chest constricted for a lungful of oxygen I didn’t want to pull away from him and he didn’t seem to be in any hurry to do so himself. “Fûck, little devil. You make me insane with need and want and...” His eyes met mine, similar to liquid gold, and the unsaid word hung between us.I cupped his cheek and leaned up to nibble on his bottom lip, matching the fever in his eyes. “Antonio...” There was no hiding the needy whimper that escaped me.“My little devil...” He slipped his hand back between us and used his fingers to part my folds. “Are you feeling empty?” I nodded. “Words.”“Yes... please.” I finished it with sliding the soft silk of his robe from his shoulders and smoothening my palms down on his back, only to stop when my fingers came in touch with the bandages wrapped around his torso. Onc
ANTONIOThe doctor showed his reluctance to let us leave, especially for me with his proclamations that I could get an infection if I didn't get the proper treatment. And I was ready to ignore him and Ephraim but Erica was the one who made it impossible to gather her in my arms, bundle her up and go straight to the castle where I could hide her. Even though I knew she was doing it for me but when she insisted that we stay in the hospital for another day under doctor’s observation I couldn’t say no to her. And especially when she was glued to my side, looking at me with those shining stars in her eyes and the desire that I have never really seen in her eyes before. It was like putting my life on the line for her opened something inside her and it wasn’t just that, her realisation that I could get hurt too, her fear for me made my chest warm and the change it brought in the way she looked at me and touched me was something for which I’d take more bullets for her. Her worry for me was l
ANTONIOI laid her down on the bed, ignoring the sharp pain that shot down my back. It was the first time I got hit. I got shot at many times in the past but my men always protected me and I never left myself vulnerable enough to let the enemy have the upper hand but this time I was the one doing the protecting. And as I looked down at her, the way she was still gripping my arm, I didn’t even regret it.I freed my hand, pressed a soft kiss on the corner of her lips and pulled the covers over her. We were back in the castle after spending another day at the hotel and I had many things to focus on no matter how much I wanted to spend another day and another night wrapped up in her, deep inside her pûssy filling it with my come. When I walked around the bed, my eyes caught a moving shadow near the head of the bed. I paused and scowled at the unwanted little ruffian. I took a step closer to the dog and he let out a low growl. I exhaled out an irritated sigh and glared at the culprit. “Fû
ERICAMy life seemed to have turned into a fairytale in a blink of an eye. I was living in a castle like I was the Queen of it with the King of the said castle fûcking me every night like he couldn’t get enough. Obsessed. Then there were Mario and Ephraim, who were like the best ever support characters the King and Queen could get. And the guards, his men nodding their heads down whenever I walk by, without meeting my eyes like their life depended on it. And I guess it did as my eyes flitted to Elijah who had one of his hand in a cast and a face which was a map of bruises. No matter how much I tried to remember, I couldn’t remember everything of that night and what I did wasn’t enough to make sense. The only clear memories were of me with my friends in the rooftop bar. I even remembered that I was exchanging texts with Ami before my phone got lost. I knew everyone back at home must be worried when I suddenly stopped texting, today marked the fifth day, and I should probably ask Anton