The car stopped in front of a huge house that looked more like a hotel, hidden within trees. It looked old but quite okay, and since it was night, the night lights complimented the greenery.The gates opened, and the car drove in, stopping in the middle of the compound.Then he came down, went to the other door, pulled it open, dragged her by the arm, and pushed her into the house."Just let me be Damon," she struggled, but either he didn't hear her, which was impossible, or ignored her.The illumination in the house was bright, and she felt it hurt her eyes immediately after being pushed in.Still dragging her, he pulled her up the stairs, and as they were almost at the top of the stairs, she looked up only to see Luca gaping at her.When her eyes met him, she saw him freeze on his spot, watching as Damon dragged her in and disappeared into the corner.They were all in Rome then, for she recognized the goons from Sicily, and each one stared at her in surprise.Finally, he kicked open
He glanced at the location sent to him by Abby; even though she was Maya's friend, she had a lot of sense left, but Maya, on the other hand, he clenched his fist at his side; how could one person be so bullheaded?He walked up the stairs, looking at the neighborhood he had just entered; it wasn't fit for anyone to live in, let alone children. How had she even survived here?Tiny compartment, not enough space to stretch out one's legs, and light? It was not enough. He felt like he had just walked into another part of hell.Now in front of the door, he stuck his phone into his pocket and knocked; he waited. Not only was he angry, but he was also curious.Curious about the children.About to knock again, she pulled open the door and came face to face with him, wincing, even though he hadn't touched her; her blue-dyed hair was packed in a ponytail so he could see her face. She looked dressed.She swallowed."You know what I'm here for," he said, his hands feeling itchy; he sure as hell wan
He knew he had told Luca he was going to take a drink and thought he might get wasted through the night, but who was he kidding? Sitting down, he couldn't even manage to keep two glasses in.He had stood up from the chair, placed his bills on the tray, and left the bar.Since Luca had told him about Maya being found by Damon, no matter how hard he tried to push it off, it still bit a part of him.Luca was right; he was almost scared to face her, running from explaining their night together.What was he going to tell her? That it was a mistake? All of it? It might have been a mistake, but damn, he couldn't help but relieve the night in his head.And for five years, it had stuck in a part of his brain.He sighed before entering the car, turning on the ignition, and driving out of the parking lot. Hopefully, once he got home, sleeping the thought off was the best thing to do.Dodge Luca like the fucker was shooting bullets.The only one who wasn't scared to tell him how it was. It's a g
"But, mom, do we really have to go to school? We could stay with you and keep you company," he smiled brightly, looking at his mother; her one word broke three of them."No, Milo, you are all going to school; you'll have fun."Milo's face fell. "Come on, ma.."She sent him an annoyed glare, and he shut up.Maya sighed. She wanted them away from the manor as much as she could, far away from Damon and Derinem. Yeah, she knew Derinem had helped her last night, but for the sake of their safety, she didn't want him close to the kids.Looking into Damon's eyes and seeing all the pent-up anger in his glare, she had to be careful, for he was like an untimed bomb just waiting to explode."But do we really have to go, mom? I want to stay with you."She kissed his forehead. "I know, but you can't," she fixed the last of the buttons, "come on, let's go."She walked out of the room with three of them; it was hard finding the way to the food, but as she moved, she recognized the stairs and went down
Derinem drove the car, consistently staring at the rearview mirror to see the kids, who couldn't stop watching his back to the extent that he could feel holes boring into him.He rubbed his forehead with the back of his hands, wondering if he had overreacted. It was bad enough that he had to think about that when the deed had already been done.He had found out that the man in blue was the bully's father, and he was so mad with anger that he had to shoot him in the foot, after decking him with blows.The teacher had stood with her palms over her mouth, crying silently because he had told her to shut the fuck up. Though he had not done anything to her, he sure knew that was going to traumatize her for the rest of her life.Maya shouldn't hear of this; he wasn't prepared to face her wrath. The last time he did face her wrath, he had gone sleepless for about a week. Now if she finds out he dealt with the kids' teacher and shot their classmates' parents in the foot, damn.And the way the t
A week later Maya stood with Abby, folding clothes and piling them up in the wardrobe neatly, most of them were new and for the kids all thanks to Abby.Even though she never told Maya how she got the money, Maya was still appreciative.She rarely saw the children though, for even when they were back home once they were done with their assignments they were downstairs waiting at the stairs for Derinem.When she had the strength she sent them inside. But when she wasn't ready for Milo's silent treatment she let them be.Like the day before yesterday, they had stayed with him and by eight, he carried their sleepy body into their room dropping them onto the bed one after the other.Still, he didn't say anything to her, not even a goodnight.She had closed the door and placed her back to it watching the triplets sleep, feeling prickly sweat running down her body even though it was slightly cold She couldn't help feeling scared Damon was going to find out of Derinem was going to find out
She felt her heart skip a beat as she watched Sergio call to one of the goons who stood by the door, which Derinem had just run through.Two of them came, walking past Damon surrounding her; she swallowed again, feeling her body suddenly growing hot, as they each held her arm.Sergio then walked to the dining table and picked up the spoons. She felt all the emotions at once, raw and eating into her. Swallowing hard again, she turned to Damon before they could pull her away."I have to see my son." Damon nodded, "Yes, you will, Maya," he caressed her cheek, "when the results come out, I want to know what the fuck just happened right now.""It could be genetics," Abby stuttered now behind her, and the glare he sent her had her clutching Maya's hand for comfort.He glared at the both of them, then turned to his goons and ordered, "Take her away, Sergio. The report should be ready by tomorrow morning."Before they could take her, he grabbed her hand and whispered, "Something tells me I'll
"What the fuck are you telling me right now?!" He sounded more shocked than angry: "Five years and you're telling me just now?!"Luca raised a brow, not interested; he had done his best to explain to his older cousin, and all he could do was just pace."Dude, you hid something so important from me. All of you watched me call myself their uncle." He dragged his hands to his face. "God, I'm so fucked.""Well, you are fucked, and yeah, I don't care about you; you'll manage." Luca jumped in, surely tired of his pacing. "Maya decided it was time to tell you after Damon saw Milo attack and decided he wanted a DNA test."He wasn't waiting to hear the rest when he suddenly ran out through the door of the hospital.Luca said nothing. Knowing he was going to his car, he looked at the key he had picked up from the chair Derinem had been sleeping on.When he heard Derinem's footsteps come in, he smiled sourly and said, "You're ready to listen to common sense now?"Derinem sneered, "You took the c
Heyyyyyyyyy I'm pretty glad I'm done with those two. I'm hurting too. Being the Don's Obsession is finished now as the second book in the series, "Angels for the Demons." Gianna Venditti and Zayne Xavier, this has to be the easiest book I've ever written, all thanks to you all for taking out time to comment and bug me. Lol, I love that too.Mint Mocha, you deserve a special chapter. I think I hurt you the most. Lol.To be clear, there were few terms Zayne used that weren't understood, like when he said, "I can't get enough blues in my life." Well, that's about their eyes. Gianna has blue eyes, the same as Jane.The Nico book is in the works, and I'm still not sure when it's coming out yet, but keep your fingers crossed, for that will also be a wery bumpy wide.I can't give out the name yet, maybe because I haven't settled on any, and that's the hardest part.Sorry for the grammatical errors; I'll work on that.Once again, thank you for the gems, the stars, the comments, and even the
Gianna blinked, facing the immaculate white walls and the beeping that sounded far away. Unable to feel her body, she decided she was in heaven.Only heaven could feel this painless; only heaven could feel this safe, well, heaven and Zayne's presence, but since he wasn't in sight, maybe she was in heaven.She waited for the angels to take her into paradise, wipe the tears from her eyes, and tell her she would be okay, that the earth was never her place anyway, that she'd fallen.The image of Axel holding the sledgehammer with a sick smile while watching her scream in agony had tears filling her eyes. She was never meant for this brutal and sinful world anyway.She wondered if Zayne would find her dead body. She wanted to cry out for him, tell him she was sorry she had gone off track, and cry that she didn't deserve him, but it was too late; she was dead.Or was she..."I had a feeling you'd open those eyes today." She turned to see him sitting on a chair beside her bed, looking into h
He drove hard, he went fast, his wet cloth clung to his body as he cursed at the car for not moving more quickly than it was doing, and he slammed hard on the steering wheel, flying past the few trucks on the way."Gia..." He whispered in the car, one hand dragging his hair back, Axel's voice ringing.'Run, Zayne, or not; either way, she won't make it.'Cartel's quarters, he breathed hard. The last time he had gone there was the first time their paths had crossed, and now it seemed it would be their last.He pushed off the negative thought. He had to think positively; he fucking had to think positively, but knowing Axel and his anger toward her, he hoped he didn't get there too late.He was alone on the road, in the dark stormy night, with lightning striking and thunder rumbling, and all he could think of was how scared she would be, how wounded, how dead. He swallowed."Goddamn you, Axel!" He gritted his teeth and groaned and swore that if Axel touched a hair on her body, he'd make s
She struggled to open her eyes, but each time she did and the bulb overhead hit her, her head ached so badly she had to shut it again; she felt like she was running in a maze of blurs."She's coming awake," she heard the voice, and she snapped her eyes wide open, coming face to face with Axel, who was sitting opposite her. When her eyes met him, he smiled.The thud of her heartbeat was loud now as she quickly looked around for a place of escape."Welcome home, Bonbon," Axel laughed. "I told you we'd meet again, didn't I? Heard Zayne fuck another pussy?" He settled back on the pink couch and asked, "Is that why you went running?"Her color drained when she saw she was back at the cartels' mansion in her room, tied up on a wooden chair while he sat on her pink couch, staring at her in the face with a psychotic smile on his lips.He raised her phone, "Amara has been calling; she says she's sorry, and why are you not in her apartment?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face, "Gianna,
The next seven days had her stuck in her room, glaring at the window time and again, her eyes falling to her ring wrapped around her fingers, reminding her of the hurt.She cried until she couldn't cry anymore, clutching at her chest, wanting to rip out the damn organ, refusing to heed that it was only needed to get blood out.When she wasn't by the mirror, she was curled up on the bed, listening to her stomach groan in protest at being the one carrying the load of her heart.The manor had gone quiet, and day in and day out, she could feel him by her locked door, pleading for her to open up and let him in so they could sort things out.But she wasn't ready to decide what she was to do yet.He'd pounded on the door forcefully the first day, yelling at her to understand and listen to his explanations: "Gianna, I didn't do it; I'd never do it. Gianna, I detest that you don't believe I'd never hurt you! Gianna!!"That wasn't it; she had considered it and concluded that he was speaking the
Author's POV. He had a hand stuck in his hair, pushing back while glaring at the smirk on her face. Alexa looked so proud of herself, and Gia couldn't stop staring; she was frozen."So darling," Alexa whispered, and he could see Gia wince. "Now that she knows I'm three months pregnant, what will we do about it? It's a boy, your flesh, and.....""Shut your mouth," he snapped at her, then walked over to Gia, holding her shoulders, "Gia, I should have told you; I wanted to; listen, it's not what you think, I swear."She struggled to open her lips and get a word out, but she was stuck. Alexa appeared pregnant, so it was apparent she wasn't lying about that one, and that confidence on her face was beginning to scare her."Did you..." Gia started, but then she swallowed, hating how shaky her voice sounded, and asked, "Did you sleep with her?"He shook his head, "It's not that sim...""Oh liar," Alexa rolled her eyes, coming closer, "he fucked me, Gia, like an animal. You can get your bag
GIA'S POV.He had his back towards me, his tensed shoulders visible with the singlet he wore, his hand gripping the phone as he gritted into it, and he grabbed the chair before him."No," I could sense his irritation, "I thought we agreed on keeping things clear; what the fuck do you want now?"When he had that tone on, it worried me, for slowly, he began to withdraw into himself, and it took a ton to get him out. Whatever it was that was behind that phone had a hold on him.Most of what was said lacked content; they repeated the exact words, and this was the third time he picked up the phone.I encircled my hand around his waist, placing my cheek on his back, sighing when I felt him loosen up; sometimes, this was the only comfort he needed.He slammed the phone back on its hold, glaring down at it, but soon it was ringing again.I held his palm before he grabbed it, and he looked into my face.I raised a brow, "who's that?"He narrowed his eyes to the wall, but I brought it back on my
2 MONTHS LATER..."I don't want a dress!" Jane stomped her foot on the ground, glaring at the blue ball gown Gia held in front of her like it was mold. "I want a suit like Zayne."Gia inhaled deeply, glaring at the top of the girl's head, unsure of what to do next, for she had tried everything, including threats of no dessert or no more outing, but Jane retained her stand.All thanks to Zayne, she breathed fire, spoiling the girl rotten and always giving her what she wanted when she wanted it, and Jane, knowing she had him wrapped around her fingers, also knew there were no limitations to what he could do for her."Why didn't you tell me all this when you watched me pick this out for you?" Gia had a stern look on her face.And that had Jane melting, with fake tears filling her eyes.Gia groaned, looking at the clock on the wall above the door; just an hour remained, and she was still in her robe, her hair still curled in rolls, with no sign of beginning her preparations before the banq
A week later and the room had him most of the hours of the day.Shame Guilt When he appeared to have everything in order, Sins called out and reminded him how much he didn't deserve Gianna.He tried to tell her several times what had happened that night when he believed she was gone. Tried to tell her when he held her hand during a walk on the beach with Jane in front of them...But then, losing her again wasn't what he wanted. He'd never been so afraid; he had never been so threatened.Alexa had called him two days after that night, and he could hear Nico's voice in the background; the call was filled with whispers and secrets."Don't get worked up, Zayne," she'd laughed over the phone, "that night was all I wanted; I promise not to tell anyone.""Your words don't mean sh*t, Alexa.""It hurts; that is all you can say after the best night of my life," she sighed. "Besides, I'm ready to let you go; you won't see me anymore; it's your fucking loss."That was the last he heard from her