ERICAAntonio came back a few minutes later but it didn’t give me enough time to calm my raging heart. I wondered if he could see the shame written on my face as he met my eyes and sat down on the bed with a dish in one hand and a bottle of wine and two glasses in his other hand. “I brought red wine to go with your food.” I thanked him and prayed to whatever god was listening that the tears I held at bay didn’t make their appearance. “Come.” He pulled me closer and I watched as he put the glasses down and filled them with red wine before giving one to me. “I am letting you have this one because you asked so nicely.” I smiled, a genuine smile. “Now, you plan to stop me from drinking too?”He looked down at the plate of lasagne he had brought and even as my stomach let out a hungry grumble at the delicious scent, I was half afraid of getting sick with all the nerves. “I should’ve stopped you way before, and maybe then what happened wouldn’t have happened.” He replied in a gruff tone,
ERICA“I want you to love me.” I said, my voice rough and tight with my emotions. It took me a moment to raise what I had said she fire different it was then what I was going to say.Before I could rephrase it, I felt his hand travelled from my stomach to the valley between my breasts to my throat. He loosely circled my throat as he replied, “I already do, little devil.”It should shock me but it didn’t. Hadn't he already said it and showed to me in so many ways, but those simple words had a different effect on me. The love starved little girl cried inside me. She wanted to hold on to him tightly and didn’t want to let go. Our eyes locked and a tear escaped from mine. I smiled, trying to shake it off as I replied, “I know.” I licked my lips and said, “I meant... Make love to me, please.” And if possible love me forever, even after my betrayal because I will love you to the end of the world. He dropped his forehead to mine and said in a voice so soft that I had never heard from him be
ANTONIOThirty minutes ago....I was in the kitchen, pulling out a plate to serve the lasagne I had heated in the microwave, when I heard the soft words as if someone was speaking them directly behind me, and it felt like a knife was being pushed into my back. Slowly and painfully. The echoing walls of the castle had made it possible to hear Gianna and her sharp exclamation, at first it had caught me by surprise and I almost didn’t believe what I was listening to. When I stepped into the corner of the kitchen, half inside the pantry it became much easier and clearer to hear the conversation happening just above me where I stood, in my daughter's room, between her and my wife who shredded my heart as she planned her escape even after I confessed to her what she meant to me.But I didn’t accept it right away. I gave her the benefit of doubt, I gave her a chance considering that I hadn’t been someone she could easily trust. So when I returned to the bedroom, I pretended to not be aware o
ERICA“Going somewhere, little devil.”I gasped as I recognised his voice, my blood chilling in my veins. I slowly looked up and sure enough I found him standing at the threshold of the castle like a beast. In the darkness only his eyes shone like two burning embers and I swallowed at the way his features hardened.I blinked at him, for a moment I thought I was hallucinating until he took a step forward and the moon cast shadows across his face, and lightening half of it showing the rage that dripped from him like molten lava. His golden eyes stared at me like he hated me. “One would think it wouldn’t hurt this much when you already know what’s going to happen.”My lips parted on a shocked exhale. I didn’t understand. He drank the wine. There were two of those sleeping pills. I blinked at him as I choked out, “How?”He didn’t respond to my question. His voice was cold and clipped as he ordered, “Let’s go inside.”I stood there, frozen, still unable to comprehend. In the back of my min
ERICAI put the gun to my head and just as I pulled the trigger his hand shot out directing it upward. I almost passed out as the gunshot rang out in the cold darkness, my ear rang from it and my breath left suspended in my lungs, making it impossible to breathe out. I fell against him as he pulled me with a jerk on my hand. “Fuck. I have had enough of your nonsense.” He sounded feral, a wild beast on the loose. With a single twist of his arm, he took the gun from me and then with a hand at the back of my neck he dragged me inside. “Sei così fottutamente testardo. Ne ho abbastanza di questo. Metterò fine a tutto questo una volta per tutte. Non capisci la gentilezza e non capisci il mio amore.” You are so fucking stubborn. I've had enough of this. I will put an end to this once and for all. You don't understand kindness and you don't understand my love. “È ora di mostrarti quanto posso essere crudele. E tu, cazzo, ricordati che mi hai fatto fare questo.” It’s time to show you how cr
ANTONIOI closed the secret panel and leaned my head down on the cold stone. My heart was beating like I was going to have a heart attack and I almost had one when she put the gun to her head. How fucking dare she!? I could've lost her. I almost did. Another woman I love could’ve died, this one in front of my fucking eyes. To think that she was going to do that to me. How could she?! With a growl, I slammed my fist against the wall. I did it again and again until I couldn’t feel my left hand but it still didn’t take my mind off the ache in my chest, the liquid lava that burned through my veins.I could have lost her. And, for what? Didn't I give her everything she asked for? Didn't I promise to leave her family alone? Then, why? If she had just asked me what else she needed... I will give her everything. My chest felt compressed like someone was squeezing the life out of me. I knew what I should do but knowing it doesn’t make it easy. I didn't want to let her go. I have already lost e
ANTONIOI didn’t know how many minutes or hours passed as I sat there on the floor with my back to the wall with the secret door to the dungeon. But at some point Mario had left a bottle of water with a woollen blanket on the table. Now, my eyes once again fell on those things and my mind went to the woman in the cold cell. I rubbed a rough hand down my face at the twisted feelings that crowded my mind and heart. I hated myself for feeling this way. I hated that feeling which had me cursing and standing up to get the blanket and water bottle. I hated that I care which was the reason for this pain engulfing me.I took a deep breath in as I tried to subdue the turmoil going inside me as I opened the secret passage and made my way down the stairs to the cell where I locked her in. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. The moment my eyes fell on her equal amount of pain and rage blossomed back. I still couldn't wipe that image of her with the gun pressed to her temple of my head. T
ANTONIOI gripped her jaw, my fingers dug into her cheeks, making her lips pucker up, giving me perfect opening to plunder her mouth with my tongue as I dominated her with a rough kiss. At first she was still but then she let out a little growl of her own that went straight to my côck as she grabbed the back of my neck, her nails digging into my flesh as she kissed me back, fighting for control. Giving me back just as much. My stubborn little devil.When I momentarily pulled back to look at her, her hands went to my pants to unbutton then. She looked eager, angry and out of sorts. I grabbed her hand which had her looking up at me, and I got a glimpse in her dark brown eyes filled with frustrated need. And my own need mounted seeing hers.I have no idea how this woman has me wrapped around her little finger and how she managed to squeeze the life out of my long dead heart. The only thing I knew was that I needed her now to live the rest of my life. Without her, it’d be impossible to br