Rated 18 Contains possessive, obsessive, and arrogant ML. Heavy on smút. A lot of explicit content. Please proceed with caution. EXCERPT; "Will you think me a monster if I do what you are afraid of?" He whispered, his eyes never leaving mine. "Sei un mostro(You're a monster)," I spat at Matteo. "Nothing can change that." "I've always cared for you, but you chose to betray me by running away with my child. Did you know how my reputation dropped because of that? I become a laughing stock BECAUSE of you. A man who can't keep his woman in check." His hand gripped my neck, cutting off my air supply. I gasped, pounding his chest as he smirked. "Go on, scream, darling," he taunted. "I love the sound of your screams." Gasping for breath as he released me, I saw the bulge in his pants and shook my head in disgust. "You don't care for me, Matteo. Your idea of caring is twisted, controlling, possessive, and obsessive....!" _________ Deirdre faced a heart-wrenching choice: surrender her child or endure a bitter court battle. The mere thought of another woman in her child's life, especially one of Matteo's passing fancies, was unbearable. Their journey began coerced onto a cruise, tossed astray by a raging storm, mirroring the turmoil in their hearts. Amid nature's fury, both were entangled in their tempest - a fiery passion reigniting into deep love. Yet, family disapproval marred their brief happiness, threatening to tear them apart. A lethal secret emerged, endangering both her and her child's lives. Compelled to hide this truth, Deirdre knew silence couldn't last. When Matteo discovered her secret, he presented an ultimatum: risk everything and reveal it or bear lifelong consequences in silence.
View MoreDIEDRE POV"He's going to be fine," Mrs Smith assured me for the umpteenth time."No," I murmured, my gaze traveling to the wall clock.It was close to midnight, yet Matteo wasn't there. How was he going to be okay then?My head reeled as I thought back to the gunshot I had heard, followed by the scream. I couldn't precisely say whose it was, and it could be anyone. Yet, I couldn't help but think it was Matteo's.The voice had been a deep, masculine voice. It sounded almost like Matteo, and I could barely hear what was said, seeing as Lucia had nudged me into the car."He isn't here; how do you want me to believe that he's fine?" I asked her.Folding my arms in front of me, I breathed out.I shut my eyes, opened them again, then shut and opened them again, hoping he'd magically appear in front of me.But I knew then to hope for that to happen.Mrs. Smith's expression softened. "You're exhausted. You haven't slept since arriving. Mr. Ferrari wouldn't want to see you like this."Then he
DEIRDRE POVI groaned, turning in my seat. My stomach did a flipflop, and my eyes shut tightly.I was not too fond of flying. It was one of my many fears, but I didn't think I had any choice in this situation.I couldn't tell where Matteo and Victtorio had gotten the chopper, but I was grateful. We had set out of the island very early, and soon, we'd be arriving at the airport as it was stated.I had been sitting in my seat for only God knows how long and counting until the moment we were going to land."Cara," I heard Matteo's raspy voice in my ear, then he placed a hand on my forehead."Are you sick?" he asked.I shook my head slowly, swallowing back the vomit that surged up my throat for the umpteenth time.My eyes were shut tight, and I continued to grip the chair I was in as if I was holding on for dear life."You look pale, and you're sweating..." he murmured.I didn't need to stare at him to know he was frowning.I didn't respond to him, and I shook my head again. Hoping he'd
DEIRDRE POVMatteo didn't love me.Of course, he didn't. I was stupid to think he'd be bowing at my feet when he didn't three years ago.I was just a fuck mate to him then and still a fuck mate now.I assumed his taking me to the forbidden waterfall could mean he was into me and wanted to explore other things with me, but he had done it to fuck m,e, and I had allowed him.Sighing as my eyes closed and opened, I sat up on the bed, pushing a hand through my hair.Why would I want him to love me anyway? It was silly. I was going to leave him and never intended to stay with him after leaving the Island, yet I still desire to hear the three-letter words."Deirdre," I groaned, falling back to the bed. Everything was confusing, even my heart. It knew what it wanted, and at the same time, it didn't."I don't want to leave him anymore," I muttered, pushing my bottom lip out.I guess it was insane. Staying in a loveless relationship and barely knowing what your husband was up to. He'd disappear
DEIRDRE POVI was exhausted by the time I finished translating the last word on the map. It was tiring, yet at the same time exhilarating.The last time I did something like this was three years ago, and everything had ended instantly after meeting Matteo.I barely went to functions, and I didn't have any clients as well to ask for my service. At that time, I had believed Matteo had a hand in it.The way he glared at men who stared at me whenever I walked by, I believed he had gone behind my back to say things he shouldn't.He was very much possessive and meddling. I remember we had gotten into an argument after he had accused me of flirting with a client just a week after we started seeing each other.Yes, it wasn't only Vittorio he had accused me of flirting with, and I had taken it at that time to be jealous.I had thought it cute, but I had ignored the deep red flag waving in front of me. It was obvious.To be honest, I guessed I was into Matteo's overall personality. Domineering,
DEIRDRE POVA while later, Matteo walked towards me with a large paper in his hand.He sat on the bed, making me rise slowly and gazing at his hand."What's that?" I asked."The outcome of today's search," He said, then opened it slowly and turned it to face me.It was a map. My eyes widened, and I sat up straight, "Does that mean we can..." I trailed off.I didn't want to be too excited for fear that it might not really mean what I was thinking about."Yes, darling. We can finally leave here. However, we need help with decoding it. And you are the translator here." Matteo pointed out."What language is it in? And do you realize I don't know all the language of this world?" I asked him.Matteo shrugged his big shoulders, "I am sure it's nothing you can't handle," He said.Then he added, "I believe it's in Armenian."Matteo set the map before me, looking at me with expectation-filled eyes."Tell me it's one of the languages you are fluent in, Deirdre," He said."Well, today is our luck
MATTEO POVI followed her, watching her wrap another towel around her.Then she looked up at me and grinned, "We should go to bed. It would be easier.""Yes, that's true," I said.Deirdre dropped the towel to the floor, then laid on her back and spread her legs wide.I couldn't help but stare at her pussy.It was already glistening, dripping wet."I believe it is only fair if you eat me; I would do the same." She said."Eat me, Matteo." She ordered.My mouth watered at her words.She was offering me her pussy.How could I say no to that?"Fine, baby," I said, then moved towards her, "But first, we'll try something else. I'm sure you're going to love it.""Okay," She shrugged.I got on the bed and knelt in front of her.Then, I gripped her thighs, pushing her knees against her chest, her feet by her head."Keep your legs that way," I commanded, "No matter what happens."Deirdre nodded, and I pushed her thighs further, opening her pussy more.I moved closer and blew at her entrance.She
MATTEO POVVittorio groaned, stumbling out of the hut. Then he straightened, "I could have killed you!""No, I could have killed you," I retorted, then narrowed my eyes at him, "I thought we were a fucking team. Why the fuck did you take off in that manner?!""I fucking had everything under control, and I knew no one was in there; that was why I ran inside." He said."Whatever, De Luca," I said, "You should have responded when I called you. And the mistake you made was pointing a gun at me. If you weren't someone I knew, you should be in your pool of blood right now."I walked away from him, hearing him curse. But I wasn't fazed.He did deserve to be shot. I wished I could shoot his ankle at least to teach him a fucking lesson, but I couldn't.There would be consequences."Come on, let's check the rest hut. We'd definitely find something." I said to him.Vittorio and I searched the remaining huts, and we did find something: a map. Also, we realized that they didn't actually leave beca
MATTEO POVDAY TWELVEAs I walked through the forest, the sound of cicadas surrounded me. It was barely morning. Vittorio and I had set out again.Even though our search had been futile previously, I believed it would be better today.It was my suggestion to leave as early as this because when the sun had risen, I doubted we would be able to catch any of them."These things are fucking too loud," Vittorio groaned, placing his hands over his ears."Yeah," I muttered, rolling my eyes. I didn't care if it was too loud or not. It was nature, and there was nothing we could do about it.It wasn't as though insects understood human language that when we yelled, they'd be able to listen to us.Their sounds might even get worse."This is really dumb," Vittorio muttered."What is dumb?" I asked him, frowning as he halted."The walkie-talkies that are barely working, and us walking this way each day without any tangible information gotten. I mean, why waste our fucking time when it's very much e
DEIRDRE POVIt only took a few minutes for us to catch our breaths. I thought we were done. Matteo had said he brought me here to fuck me, and he had done that, or so I thought.Matteo had other things in mind.Wrapping his arms around me, he stood me down to where I could easily see the water, and he nudged me inside."Matteo!" I screamed, my eyes widening at the suddenness.He started to chuckle."I can't fucking swim!" I cried out, my hands flailing in the air."Jokes, Jokes, Jokes," He let out, rolling his eyes. "Do I need to remind you I am aware of everyone you translated for in the past? And one of the criteria of being a translator is being an expert swimmer."He was right. Damned Matteo. But there was no way I could let him win. Of course, I wish to lure him inside the water as well. I guess he caught on to what I was doing.Still, I wouldn't let him off easily."I c-can't," I gasped out, releasing my body and letting it go down the water."Don't joke with me, Deirdre," Matte
DEIRDRE"Hey, Kelsey, could you pass me the wine glass?" my best friend of four years asked.I handed her the Bordeaux wine glass, specifically reserved for serving elite guests according to the management's instructions.The Luxe Bistro, located in the heart of Miraval, London, was known for its exclusive private members' clubs, luxury hotels, and upscale dining choices.The Luxe Bistro particularly drew in affluent men and women whom the boss referred to as the "elite." While individuals from all walks of life were welcome, the restaurant predominantly attracted the wealthy, creating a clear distinction between the middle class and the elite.With five stories, the building allocated the first floor to the average customer, reserving the upper floors for the elite clientele.Despite having worked at the restaurant for a considerable time, I had never ventured onto the fifth floor until today. Stepping in, I instantly sensed the shift in the atmosphere. The air was thick with opulenc
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