ANTONIO The pain was getting too much and I didn’t know if it was the healing gunshot or my past that was hovering over me like a black cloud or if it was the thought of Erica getting kidnapped and worse dead which made me so out of control. My hands were bloody, my knuckles raw and my shirt bore the witness for the death of the man I had killed. And I knew, that among other things it was his words that had set me on edge. “I would’ve fucked her raw. At least I’d have known what eighty millions of pussy felt like. And what do you know, he was going to give all of us a free access to her once she served her purpose to him.” I hadn’t given him a simple and easy death. No. A slice of knife to his throat and a gunshot would’ve been an easier death for him after how he insulted my little devil. She was mine. And even the thought of her getting hurt wasn’t tolerable. But even as I had beaten him to pulp, painted the walls of the warehouse with his blood and then proceeded with breaking eve
ERICA The wait was excruciating with my skin buzzing and sight compromised. But I could hear the shower going on in the bathroom and more than that I heard the silence when the shower eventually stopped. And as I anticipated his return, the anticipation turned out to be something I wasn’t prepared for, the wait left me feeling adrift and lost. I didn’t know how much time passed but I knew one thing that with each waiting moment my desire for him increased and I was about to give up and call out his name but before I could I felt him. He was close, the fresh scent of him, just out of shower, enticed me and I unknowingly arched up on the bed. The soft exhale of his breath didn’t escape me as my hearing was sensitive with my eyes closed and I knew that he noticed the slight movement of my body. “Did I make you wait for long, my little devil?” I nodded. “Too much.” He chuckled, the soft sound prickling my skin. The mattress dipped near my waist as he sat down. Then a moment later, I g
ERICAI kissed him back just as hungrily as he kissed me, I had decided to stop holding back especially when he was showing me the side of him that I could’ve never expected, that too something so intense directed at me. I never imagined, much less ever hoped to be the centre of someone’s obsession but looking into his eyes I feel like one.Gasping for breath, I wrenched my mouth away from his and on my knees, I moved toward him, pushing him back until I straddled him. “Antonio...” “Yes,” He murmured, kissing the side of my throat, my pulse point and the curve of my shoulder.I wrapped my arms around him as I pulled myself up until his côck was cradled between my thighs, rubbing against my pussy. “I need you inside me.” “Take me, Il mio piccolo diavolo.” His thick voice rolled through me like a heated caress as I inched up and he notched the thick head of his côck at my opening. With a low moan I slid down on his length, my sensitive walls clenching around him. The thick groan that
ERICAI replaced the wet towel with another cold one and caressed his wet hair back from his forehead. “Please, be okay.” I whispered as I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his clammy cheek.It had been two hours since Antonio locked me in the closet and when I had peeked out he was standing on the bedroom door like a guard. I had called Ephraim from his phone and he had sent Mario upstairs who had managed to talk Antonio to go back to bed with a promise that he’d look after Caterina.Mario had somehow calmed him down enough that he had gone into a fitful sleep and even when I could’ve come out anytime from that closet, I didn’t. I was busy crying and feeling helpless as I sat there and watched Mario and Antonio interacting with each other. Antonio had sounded like a boy who wanted someone to protect him but from his words I realised that he was the one doing the protecting even when he had been just a kid himself.It was only when Antonio was half asleep and Mario had knocked on
ERICAI fell asleep sometime in the early hours of the morning and woke up sometime during the noon, but the room was still shrouded in the dark. And when I turned on my side, for a moment fear gripped me when I found the bed empty as I started to worry if something happened when I was sleeping and they took Antonio to the hospital without waking me up. But as I sat up, my frantic eyes found him sitting on the chair with a long back near the window where he was gazing out from the corner of the window where the curtain was pulled aside.Waiting for my heart to calm down, I sat there and watched him. He was in his shirt and pants, his face looked drawn and his posture sad, almost forlorn. I slipped out of the bed and tried to make as little noise as I could to not startle him as I made my way to his side.I wanted to touch him, to check his fever and also to feel him but instead I settled on the chair opposite him only to freeze when he turned his muted brown eyes on me. I sat there lo
ERICAMario entered the bedroom with a breakfast tray and behind him I could see Ephraim. “You can come inside, Ephraim.” Antonio said, probably coming to the same conclusion like I did as I remembered that apart from Mario any other man resembles his father when he slips into his past. But right now Antonio was no longer stuck in his past, which I was grateful for as seeing him tortured by his past memory had made my heart hurt.At Antonio’s invitation Ephraim entered and while both him and Mario asked Antonio if he was okay and Mario literally turned into a mother hen, the way he fawned over him, I excused myself to go to the bathroom so I could freshen up and wash off the night.It was only after taking the shower when I was tying a bathrobe around myself and dropping the wet towel in the hamper that I saw the clothes already there. Antonio’s clothes, in which he had come home and hadn’t let me see him. I pushed the dark jacket aside to have a clear look at the white shirt beneath
ERICAI didn’t give him an answer, I couldn’t. Because it surprised me how easily the answer popped up in my mind and came to the tip of my tongue. Instead I told him to not hide from me. His ruthlessness was not directed on me but it was for me and it was surprising how much I loved it. I wanted to see it again and again, and revel in it. The feeling of it was so euphoric that I wanted to experience that high again. And I didn’t want him to think that he has to hide himself or any part of him from me. The only thing I was afraid of was the coming week. Because it would mark the end of our deal, our decided ten weeks after which he would allow me to return home. But... now, I didn’t want to. Not really. I only wanted to return back to my sister to erase her worries so I could come back to him on my own. And I was worried that, after ten days to be exact, he will be the one to ask me to leave then how would I come back. I’d like to think that he wouldn’t do any such thing considering t
Erica“Heyyy...” I crouched down to pick Thor up as he was trying to get my attention the whole time we walked to the elevator and rubbed the soft spot behind his ear, making him let put a happy bark “Give him to Gio, he’ll take care of it.” Antonio grumbled from my side.I paused and held Thor up in front of my face so he faced Antonio, my poor baby let out a whine and I said, “He is not a it, Antonio. And look he’s so cute, just needs some love.”When I didn’t get any answer, I tilted my head and peeked at the man. He looked like someone turned him into a statue and the way his brows were drawn in a frown and how his jaw was clenched, I wondered if I crossed a line. Afraid that I had triggered some bad memory, I quickly passed Thor to Gio and stepped closer to Antonio. “Hey,” I whispered softly as cupped his face and asked, “What is it?”He blinked his golden brown eyes and flicked his eyes over my shoulder to his men as he ordered just as the elevator doors opened, “Take the next