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
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