"You're a very vigilant man, yet how was an ordinary girl able to go as far as stealing your wallet right under your nose?"Marcel was stunned by that question from Macy. What had he been doing to have gotten pickpocketed by that redhead?Well, simple as ABC, she was a siren who had charmed him with her magic and like a fool, he had fallen under her influence. But that would not be the case the next time they would meet. He would surely pay her back for the humiliation she put him through."Sir?" Macy called, rousing him back to the presence. "Huh?" "You haven't answered my questions and you seem lost in thought. Are you sure you're okay?" she was concerned about him. That annoyed Marcel greatly, in just one day a certain redhead had made him look helpless and useless. Maybe before he gets Elijah's identity from her, he would teach her one or two lessons that involve never messing with Marcel Luciano ever again."How do you think she was able to steal from me?" He sneered at Macy,
Two years ago.....Macy hummed a tone as she stepped out of the shower, tieing her robe belt. Her hair was tied with the towel since it was wet and she went back into her room.She stood over her dresser, about to untie the towel when her gaze somehow connected to the mirror and she saw a figure sitting on her bed, causing her to release a yelp."Christ, Jesus! What the fuck, Victor!" She shouted, her hand over her chest as she was still reeling from the shock."You scared the bejesus out of me," Macy complained once more only to realize the person she is speaking to has not even said a word."Victor?" her brows arched questioningly and she was beginning to get uncomfortable with his silence. The victor she knew would always welcome her with a kiss and was quite jovial. His sudden attitude made her scared a bit. Victor sat on her bed staring at her with deep emotionless eyes. The first three buttons of his white shirt were opened, exposing his chest while his hair was ruffled as if h
Note: Dark scene ahead "I guess he didn't touch you like I'm doing to you," Victor murmured into her ears before kissing down her neck while working her. Macy moaned, feeling herself slowly reaching the edge. She didn't dare to tell him that Marcel was good as well. If not better. But both cousins were good in their own different ways and she was tempted to keep them both. Victor increased the pace and she whimpered, finally reaching that edge. However, Victor didn't stop and planted two fingers inside of her this time, thrusting in and out until she came undone for the second and third time. Macy was panting, still reeling from their hot session when she heard the sound of his belt. A smirk crossed her face, if there was anything she was good at, it was giving a blow job. So she turned around, helping him do his belt, and intended to pull him free when Victor suddenly turned her around and bent her over the dresser, his hand pressing her head hard against the surface. He whispe
Recalling her past encounter with Victor only strengthened Macy's desire to conquer. There was no turning back now and so she resumed her journey to the second floor where she knew Marcel would be since it belonged to him.Marcel sat on the sofa pouring himself another drink since his cousin stole the first one when Macy came in. At first, he wanted to ask her the reason for the unsummoned visit when he noticed her aura and he knew immediately.Macy stood before Marcel without saying a word before her hands began to work on the buttons of her overcoat till she took it off and was in nothing but her underwear.She was wearing a waist bra with a high-waisted lingerie thong that accentuated her waist and booty plus a silky stocking to the garter straps to complete the look. Macy was sexy and confident and not even a man with a huge appetite like Marcel could resist her."You've been tense and stressed lately, I thought you should take the edge off," Macy suggested to him. "Well, what a
"What did you just say?" Big Joe asked in a low tone that did not hide the ferocity in his eyes.Kenith had his eyes down and head lowered after relaying the news of Arianna's disappearance to the short man before him."I'm afraid she's gone," Kenith said once more, knowing keeping silent to his question would only aggravate the whole situation. "She's gone?" Big Joe repeated after him and then began to laugh hysterically as if he had laughed his mind."She's gone! What kind of fucking bullshit is that!" Big Joe suddenly yelled, his features distorting immediately and without warning, kicked Kenith hard in the leg since he wasn't tall enough to launch a slap on his face.Perhaps, the inability to strike Kenith on the face added to his frustration because Big Joe kept kicking Kenith on his leg till he almost tripped.Kenith didn't dare to complain nor move, instead, his expression was neutral and he bit the inside of his mouth to keep himself from whimpering in pain. He bit the inside
Arianna had a comfortable sleep this time. There was no marrying the short man Big Joe in her dream nor the man she stole from coming after her.If there was anything she dreamed about, it was of gorgeous blue eyes. Hence, it came as a huge shock to her when those gorgeous blue eyes stared back at her when her eyes finally opened."Aah!" Arianna screamed, falling from the bed because, in her bid to come down quickly, she had somehow tangled her legs with the sheet. "Oof," She fell on her stomach and it hurt like shit. This was not funny at all."Shit!" Elijah cursed, coming over to her side to her feet. Arianna didn't dare to reject his help and clung to him like an octopus as he lifted her back to the bed, his powerful muscles rippling with the effort. Carefully placing Arianna on the bed, Elijah leaned over her and that was when he made the mistake of staring into her eyes. Arianna gulped when her eyes connected with his and it seemed like it was just the both of them at that mom
That announcement dampened Arianna's countenance at once. Although she knew that she would have to leave just as he told her yesterday, she just didn't think that it would be so soon - she was beginning to like this place. Or maybe, she was beginning to like his company a little."Okay," Arianna said nodding her head. Suddenly the once appetizing pancake didn't look that enticing anymore. Her stomach was churning and it made her pretty much uncomfortable. She lost her appetite."Would you be coming along?" She asked and at the last moment realized how stupid that question sounded. Why would Elijah come with her? She was lucky enough that he helped her escape the bad guys and was risking his life to get her out of the country. Gosh, she was so stupid. At that question, Elijah glanced up from his plate, holding her gaze. He then arched a brow asking, "Do you want me to come with you?" he threw the ball in her court. "Would you come if I told you to?" Arianna challenged him and when h
It seemed like Arianna had been dreaming when he pressed his lips against hers. She froze up, her body unmoving until Elijah deepened the kiss and a moan left her mouth.Arianna was stunned, her eyes widening. This was the first time she had kissed a man on the lips - the pecks she gave Big Joe didn't count at all.Her heart pounded in her chest with a concussive force that made it seem like she would suffer a heart attack soon. Arianna loved watching soap operas and each kissing scene had always made her crave that emotion. She wondered what it would feel like to have the lips of the love of her life on hers. Only now, she didn't know how to describe it.Her toes curled on itself and she felt this urgency to respond so she wrapped her hand around his neck while the other fisted his shirt, pulling him closer.Elijah must have seen that gesture as her permitting him because he boxed her in, his hand wrapping around her waist while he braced himself on the seat.Nothing mattered to Aria
"Good morning love," Arianna woke up to Marcel peppering butterfly kisses on her jaw and nuzzled her neck, deeply inhaling her scent as if she was a drug that he was addicted to. Well, that was not entirely wrong. He was fucking addicted to her. "Morning," Arianna croaked, sleepy-eyed, and turned her back to him. They had done a lot of bonking last night and she was sore and tired as hell. Not that the move deterred him because she could feel his hands caressing her naked body beneath the sheet, stirring up a fire that should be extinguished already. Unfortunately, her body was a greedy bitch and a sucker for pain. One would have thought that after giving birth to three children, their sex life would have dwindled, but the reverse was the case. This was the reason they had to get away from the children and the base. Sex with Marcel was always loud, dirty, and rompy and they didn't want the children walking into something inappropriate. Moreover, just because they had children, did
Ten years later….. ___________"Mummy? Daddy?" Penelope walked into her parent's room only to realize that it was as dead as a graveyard. Her parents were nowhere to be seen and she went into a panic. Penelope was four years old and the third child to be born to Marcel and Arianna. It was obvious that the girl was conceived with love and named after Marcel's mother whom she bore a bit of resemblance as well. The young girl had Marcel's blonde hair and her late grandmother's blue eyes marking her different from her siblings who had the signature gray eyes of the Luciano family. With Penelope taking up the role of their last child - although that position was likely to change in the future - she was spoiled and treated like a princess and it was not surprising that she burst into tears when she was unable to find her parents. "Mummy," She climbed into the bed and began to cry at the top of her lungs knowing that somebody was going to find her anytime soon. Penelope was used to the a
For someone mad at Marcel for taking Aricel out for a visit in the middle of the night, she ended up spending more time there instead. By the time they decided to go home, it was already three o'clock in the morning and even their resilient daughter couldn't fight nature anymore and had fallen asleep. It happened that Adele ended up revealing the news of her pregnancy publicly instead and that sparked off a celebration. There was a lot of drinking and eating in between light conversations that by the time they were done, Arianna was a hundred percent sure that she was drunk. Marcel was the daddy of the year because he refused the alcohol knowing that he would have to drive a drunk wife and sleepy daughter instead, even though Luka was available to take up the role of a designated driver. ραпdα---nᴏνa| сom And yes, it had taken Marcel quite some time to get used to the fact that his best soldier and friend - he would not admit it - did not betray him, rather he stepped out of line i
He should have known. Marcel felt his phone ring earlier, but then, he had been so engulfed in the fun he was having with the children that he ignored it. Moreover, he had not expected Arianna home until the early hours of the morning, nor had it ever crossed his mind that she would ever come here. Even late at night, the children had a great burst of energy and didn't tire easily and who knew that the game would turn out to be more fun than he thought? Victor decided that they should play paintball and it was even stunning that he had the equipment in his booth as if he had seen this coming. Enlightening the kid on how to play the game was a bit taxing at first, but after about four trial games, they were good to go. The kids were smart and Marcel couldn't have been more proud of his daughter over the way she expertly dodged the Marker, paint-filled pellet. However, they were holding back on purpose because he, Elijah, and Victor were all expert shooters and this was supposed to
"I feel sick," Adele moaned over the toilet seat. "Shhh, it's okay," Arianna muttered, rubbing her back, "You're going to be fine and we are going to take you home right now." "No, I'll be -" She was about to protest when another wave of nausea hit her and she was retching into the toilet once more. Good thing no other person was coming in to use the restroom since this wasn't exactly a pretty sight. Adele was kneeling over the toilet while Arianna was behind her keeping her hair from getting in the way. The toilet cubicle was opened since it wasn't spacious enough for the both of them. "Mimi, could you stop staring at that strip and get the car ready? '' Arianna chided her with a glower. This was not a joke. Mimi in question was leaning against the sink and staring at the pregnancy strip as if it was a national treasure. While Adele had not denied the allegation of sleeping with her "husband" she was positive that she wasn't pregnant. It was too early nor did she have plans of
"Daddy! Daddy! carry me!" "Daddy! Me too!" "Daddy! Liam pinched me!" "Daddy! Look, I'm a dinosaur! Roar!!!"Such was the condition Marcel and Victor found Elijah in when they arrived at his place. The cousin had not come together, but somehow they met in the driveway and thus, came in at the same time only to see this disaster. "And I thought I had problems." Victor hinted at his son trying to wriggle out of his arms. "I second that," Marcel said, glancing down at his daughter Aricel who was trying to reach for her cousin Caleb, both of their hands touching but not exactly reaching. "No, Leo! Don't touch the vase!" Elijah was already reaching for the boy but the deed had already been done because the vase fell to the ground and shattered. At this point, Elijah stood helplessly staring at the twin who lifted his hand to his mouth and giggled shyly,"Daddy, sorry." "God, no," Elijah lifted his hand and rubbed his temple where he could feel a throbbing headache. He thought that h
Adele was so embarrassed by her breakdown that she didn't dare to look any of them in the eyes and she was extra grateful when the food arrived. Now, she had a reason to not look up, burying her face in her food instead. As if they understood her, Arianna and Mimi did not bother her and let her be. Perhaps, this was the reason she preferred their company rather than being completely alone - aside from the fact that both of them were the only people relatively close to the word "friends" in her life. They respected each other's boundaries - most times, she thinks - and didn't push their buttons. Also, Adele felt better, lighter, like this huge load in her chest had been taken off. Who knew talking was therapeutic? "So…." Mimi started up another conversation, which wasn't surprising. She must hate the silence or something. "What's Marcel's plans towards Aricel?" The question was obviously directed at Arianna. "What do you mean by that?" Arianna looked down, absent-mindedly rolling
Arianna, Mimi, and Adele finally decided on a simple restaurant that was just around the corner and didn't have to trek too far. Although the late-night air cleared their head just a little bit and in no time they were basking in the warmth the restaurant provided. Picking up the menu, they made their orders before relaxing for a conversation that wasn't going to end anytime soon. "So…" Mimi started, which honestly wasn't surprising. She was a natural at initiating conversations even with the most awkward company, "How is married life going for you?" The question was directed at Arianna and she blinked in surprise, pointing a hand to her chest, "You mean, me?" "Yes, you. Who else was I going to start with?" Mimi shrugged, looking between the both of them - she and Adele. Arianna said, "You practically know everything about me. I thought you were going to start with her, she's the most reclusive person in this group." Adele in question lifted the glass of water to her lips and to
The slap sent the man reeling as he saw stars in his vision. Unlike Mimi who had been taken aback by his action that reacted instinctively, Arianna's slap was well planned hence the reason she put a lot of her strength into it; she intended to hurt him "Who are you calling a bitch, your mother?!" She scolded him, stepping in line beside Mimi with her head lifted high. How dare that piece of shit lay a hand on her girlfriend? "Y-you!" The man raged, now holding the cheek where Arianna slapped him, "The both of you are dead!" He threatened her. "You have quite the confidence." Arianna scoffed, folding her arms across her chest. And oh, she finally saw why the man was confident because he did not come alone and about three of his minions stepped out confidently from the crowd. Just one night Arianna decided to be away from the stress of motherhood, and violence calls instead. At this point, those dancing on the floor abruptly halted their having sensed something violent was about to