ERICA “Then let him come to get you.” “Are you shitting me right now?” His blue eyes flashed at my disrespectful words. “He was in the hospital, we don’t even know if he woke up or not.” My throat tightened up at the words as I gritted out, “And you want me to wait for him so he could come for me just because you don’t believe me when I say that he loves me.” “We can’t just let you go, Erica. Even if what you are saying is true and if he really loves you then he’ll come, and there are things we have to talk about. A man like him doesn’t give up his revenge for nothing, what if down the road he hates you or comes after me and my family again?” I was dumbfounded as I listened to him, and I couldn’t council the man with the brother-in-law I was trying to protect. “He gave up his revenge for me, Gabriel. And he will never hurt me. And the family you are talking about is also my family that I protected and stood by and never took his side even when he promised me the world.” “Erica, I
GABRIELThere was a time when I didn’t know right from wrong. I was too hard-headed and stubborn to sit and think about the consequences of my actions. But then I fell for my little red and I had to be a man she deserved. I tried to forget about the guilt of all my past decisions that ended badly, but past has a way of catching up with you. And mine was finally here. Looking back I wondered if I had talked to the man— Bosh Lori, my mentor who taught me everything and took me in when I came to New Orleans then perhaps he’d have listened to me and Summer would’ve been safe from the Mexicans without me killing him to make it happen. But I killed him, I was too afraid for my little red, scared to lose her and angry at the fact that her father made the deal with Mexicans with the help of Bosh. That time it had felt like I didn't have any choice and I did what I knew will guarantee Summer’s safety and the fact that I could control her father so he won't put her and her sister in that situat
ANTONIOI have never let anything control my life. Never became obsessed with something so deeply that now it was like an addiction that I needed to survive. But right now I felt like one, an addict. And all because of one person, a woman who came into my life and upended everything. I didn't want to even think her name of, I had refrained from it for my own sanity. For some reason it felt necessary to not say her name even in my own mind. Her memories already pained me enough that even bottles of scotch hasn’t helped in erasing it.“Antonio, you haven't eaten anything.”I looked up from my fifth or maybe it was sixth glass of scotch to look at Yuri. We were at his house with a home cooked meal between us. I had only half listened to his plans for the redevelopment of the warehouse and building a new one because no matter how fucking hard I tried I couldn’t push her out of my mind. I couldn't forget our last night together, the way she had clung to me and had given into my demands. Sh
ANTONIOAs the car moved through the city, Nicole took a seat beside me. Her body leaning into me as she inched closer. “Are you alright, Antonio?” She asked, her hand coming to rest on my chest.I swallowed as I looked down at her hand on me. It felt wrong. So wrong. Her presence. Her scent. Everything about was so wrong. But why? Just because I was in love with another woman, the one who left me. And here I was feeling guilty to let some other woman touch me. For how long I would've to endure this pain? And why should I be a pathetic man too much in love? I moved further on the seat, not to get away from Nicole’s touch but the action resulted in her hand dropping off, to take out the bottle of whiskey stored in the small fridge even though I was already losing sense of my present but at least it would make it easier to do what I set out to do tonight— taint her memories she left in the castle. Also, I wouldn’t remember anything of tonight if possible with all the scotch I have alre
ERICAGabriel asked me to wait for a week but I couldn’t. A day felt like an eternity, how will I manage a week. But right now, what had me anxious was the pregnancy test sitting on the counter near the washbasin. Never in my life I ever thought that there would come a time when I’d love a man, want to marry him, want to have his baby and built a family with him. But now as I stood there in the bathroom waiting for the results, I wished it was positive and I prayed for all the things I didn’t want before. I wanted to have everything I never wanted with Antonio.When I was sure that enough time had passed, I inched forward, holding my breath as I peered at the small screen of the pregnancy test. And what I saw had me crying and laughing. I never thought the amount of happiness I'd feel in this moment. “Oh my god, Antonio...” I whispered, my hand going to my stomach. “You stubborn man, you fucked a baby into me after all.”A knock came through the door and I wiped my tears but it was no
ANTONIOToday marked a tenth day since she left and all I have were the photographs I was looking at sent to me. For some reason, she was no longer staying at Gabriel’s place, now she was at his twin brother’s house. She moved there yesterday. The time stamp showed around eleven in the morning. I hadn’t received anything today so I was going through the same pictures I watched last night. The Wolfe estate was big enough that one could spend a day roaming around it and get lost in the forest that surrounded it. And hugging that forest was a recently built cottage where she was staying as per the report sent to me. This time there were pictures of her in the garden with twin girls of Raphael. With animals of all kinds. Horses. Cats. Dogs. A cow. And... was that a panther? My shoulders crowded with tension to see her so close to such a dangerous animal, last night I had been too drunk to really focus on anything except her beautiful face— and despite the fact that she betrayed me and l
ERICA“Are you really okay?” Ami asked for the hundredth time since I came to live with them yesterday.I smiled at her. But I doubted I was able to pull it off. I hadn’t slept last night and whatever fitful sleep I’d gotten, for once it didn’t bring me dreams of Antonio, but of monsters in the shadows. It happened because I came face to face with the man who had introduced me to those monsters in the first place. He was there. In Gabriel’s home. Under the same roof as me. The thought made me shiver and Ami squeezed my fingers, comforting me without knowing what affected me. I met her gaze and she asked, “Do you want to talk about it?”I felt my eyes prickling with tears. Ami knew about monstrous fathers but I couldn’t bring myself to share what my father did to me. Antonio knew because he wouldn't leave it alone. He was stubborn and arrogant and obsessive to a point that no one could stop him when he puts his mind to it, just look at me— I was in love with him, needed him like air a
ERICA“Little devil....”My hand shook terribly as I lifted it, afraid to find out if it was a trick of my brain and at the same time dying to touch him and feel him to know that it wasn’t a dream. That it was real. The moment my fingers touched his cheek stubbled with days worth of beard, I broke into sobs. Sobs of relief, happiness and the pain of all the days that I spent without him.My knees gave out in utter relief as my heart screamed in gratitude toward whatever god heard me and sent him to me. Finally. His strong arms wrapped around me, breaking my fall and he gathered me in his embrace. His deep voice settled into my heart like a soothing balm. “My little devil...”More loud sobs left my mouth, shaking me to the core with their intensity, the tears making it hard to see him but I could feel him. He was real. He was here. “Antonio...”I cried, my hands frantic as I touched him. “You came. Oh my god... It’s really you... You are here!”He nodded and in one swift move he lifted
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