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
ANTONIO“Fuck me, husband. Make me scream.”My balls drew up tight at her words, the sparkle in her brown eyes were my undoing and I slammed into her in one hard thrust. Fuck. More than twelve years of having this woman, of having her tight pussy wrapped around my cock and it still somehow feels like the first time. If I could, I’d turn into three of me and fuck her mouth, arse and pussy at the same time, claim every inch of her, every part of her like I wanted to. My hunger for this woman hasn’t abated in all these years and I doubted it’d ever until the day I died. “Oh, god, Antonio...”I grabbed her face, my fingers digging into her cheeks not so gently. “Yeah, baby, tell me.”“Don’t stop. Please.” Hearing her someone might think that she didn’t get proper and regular fucking, but they’d be fool to think that. The truth was my little devil was just hungry for my cock, was still covered in last night bruises and still was begging for more like the dirty little slut that she was fo
EPILOGUE IITwelve years later...ERICA“Mamma, perché siamo qui? Voglio tornare a casa e invitare i miei amici." My daughter asked, her golden brown eyes like her father’s stared up at me in exasperation. It was the third time she had expressed her displeasure to be here at the charity event Gianna has hosted at my behest because I wanted to do something good for their father’s birthday which was tomorrow. But knowing Antonio wouldn’t want anything to happen on the actual day of his birthday as he likes to spend it with us instead of celebrating it, we had made all the arrangements for a day before. (Mom, why are we here? I want to go back to the house and invite my friends over.)“I don’t understand why you want to be with your friends they are all stupid.” Unlike my daughter who had inherited all the explosive characteristics of her father along with his eyes, my son got all the indifferent genes from his father which make him look like an unfeeling brute most of the time but there
Epilogue ITwenty eight weeks later...ANTONIO“So, I thought you wouldn't come again?” Mrs Khan asked.We were sitting in her office. My wife was sitting opposite her own therapist a few doors down, as I sat here after two weeks ago when I had declared I won’t come again. But the problem with anxiety was it never fucking disappears and as the time for Erica’s delivery drew closer, my anxiety only grew bigger. For some reason I feel like I won't be enough for them. That there were hundred different things that could go wrong and my family would've to suffer, it keeps me up at night and makes it hard to get through a day.I rubbed a palm down on my face and I leaned forward to pick up the glass of water. Any other time I might’ve not drunk it but therapy had helped enough to not make me paranoid all the time. After taking a sip, I put the glass down and met her eyes as I said, “I thought that too. But,” Fuck. It was still fucking hard to express myself, to put my fears into words. “But
ERICASome people say the happiest moments come after you’ve lived the saddest ones. And for sure I have had my fair share of sad moments in my life so I guess my husband here was a god’s gift for all those tears and heartache I suffered. And if someone asked me now if I was given a choice to suffer through the same things, same monsters, if it meant getting him at the end of that dark tunnel then I wasn’t sure if my answer would be a no. As we pulled apart from a long hard kiss that wasn’t appropriate for a wedding, I heard our family and friends cheer around us and then a moment later I felt something soft touching my cheek. I looked up and a delighted laugh left me when I saw twp choppers circling over our heads and rose petals being thrown over us. A literal shower of roses. “Antonio!!” I exclaimed, my happiness unbound, and then I ended up squealing as Antonio lifted me up in his arms and took me to the little raised stage set up for dancing. As I danced in my husband’s arms, e
ANTONIO“What’s taking them so fucking long?” I muttered, tugging on my cuffs to straighten them for the sixth time. For the second time when I had woken up in the early hours of the morning, my little devil wasn’t in the bed where she had fallen in a exhausted sleep after I had carried her from the tower. But unlike before this time it was Mario and Summer who decided that it was a great fucking idea to keep Erica away from me until I see her walk down the aisle. It had been only a few hours but I already felt impatient and on the edge. I wanted her glued to my side for every breath I take. It was fûcking impossible to put into words how much I was obsessed with her, how much I loved her. But I swore to myself that I’ll try to convey that to her for the rest of my life. “Are you nervous, Antonio?” Ephraim asked from my side. I refrained from looking at him, unless I’d end up punching him in the face for what happened last night even though he didn’t do anything that I didn’t ask o
(Skip this chapter if you have problem with exhibition and voyeurism and other related elements).ERICA“Here.” As soon as the word left me, Antonio stepped back from me, leaving me feeling cold and adrift. I turned to him, panicked that I made a mistake but found him lowering himself in a loveseat. He crooked his finger and demanded, “Come here.”A calm washed over me when I saw the dark look of arousal in his eyes. When I took a step closer to him, he leaned back in his seat and pointed to his lap as he ordered, “Bend over my lap, baby, present me that arse.”My lower belly clenched at his words and a heated desire coursed through my veins. My eyes went to Z who was still staring at Kat but when I looked at her I found her gaze fixed on me. She arched her brows, silently telling me to go on. I smiled at her, feeling my blood heat at her attention as my heart started to beat in excitement. That smile turned to a hungry look when I faced my dark villain who grew impatient and grabb
ERICA“My handsome Duke!!” Ami stood up, waving on her two feet that were encased in heels and stumbled her way to Raphael, who looked only a little bit amused but his blue eyes darkened as they raked down his wife. She was wearing a red sequin dress that ended just below her arse and by the look on Raphael’s face, I’d say Ami will finally get what she was wishing for. “See, what I did? Are you going to punish me for it!” She asked, blinking her eyes at him as she stumbled and he caught her in his arms.Kat snickered behind me and I couldn't help as my own lips pulled up in a smile. Raphael picked her up in his arms and announced for our benefit or maybe to the men standing on either side of him. “I’ll leave you to deal with your wives, mine needs a strong hand.” We could hear Ami squeal in excitement as they disappeared from the view.“Gianna, go to your room. And for fuck’s sake get rid of that dress.” I shivered at his deep voice, my eyes barely fluttering to Gianna to take in the
ERICA“OH MY GOD! I think I am drunk!!” Ami squealed as the half naked man with a cat mask twirled her around and then took Gianna in his arms who was also half drunk.We were in one of the back towers that I was admiring earlier in the day and Kat had managed to invite the party we were supposed to have here in the castle right under the watchful gazes of our husbands and their men. She was a tricky one. I didn’t know how she managed it but it was awesome and I wasn’t complaining.There were four women out of which two were filling our drinks— unfortunately, non-alcoholic for me, and giving us snacks to munch on while the two men were entertaining us with half their bodies bare and muscles painted what seemed like glitter that shined in the lights. The music was loud but we had checked and the noise couldn’t be heard to the main part of the castle. It was really the bachelorette I didn't think I’ll be having after Antonio fucked me so har
ANTONIOI don’t know what woke me up but when my eyes opened, I instantly became aware of the fact that my little devil wasn’t by my side and that I wasn’t alone in the room. There was a heavy presence in the room that couldn’t be ignored. I slipped my hand beneath my pillow and pulled out my gun as surreptitiously as I could.I wasn’t afraid for myself but my mind was on Erica, she was sleeping in my arms and now she was nowhere in the room, I didn’t even have to check the bathroom to know she wasn’t there. Her absence was like an open chasm in my chest every time she was away from me. After dinner where we were joined by her sister and Gabriel, we had come to sleep in the bedroom but not before I had exhausted her by fûcking her in the mirror room where she had screamed her pleasure that I was sure everyone in the castle heard. Erica was really a voyeur, she came so many times by just looking at our reflection as I fucked her hard, warning her to not go anywhere her friends and sis