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You Can Run But... Cold (2)
He pulled the car right to the middle of the hospital compound, pushing the car door open and banging it closed once he was out.He quickened his pace, pushed into the hospital door, and ran down the hallway with a thousand and one thoughts running through his mind.He felt numb and needed silence, but the steady chatter in the hospital was enough to push him over the edge.In the waiting seats, a young boy was crying; he had a burn on his leg. He was about six years old, and his mother was trying to shove candy in his mouth, so he stopped.A teen was smiling at another, showing off broken bottles in his mouth, and his painful chatter hurt Damon's ears.He stopped a nurse, peering down at her, trying not to sound so desperate.fuck it! He couldn't! He was running out of control, which he thought he had."A woman was pushed in here with a bullet wound two hours ago,""Sir, you can check with the receptionist behind you."His teeth gritted, and the woman seeing the anger on his face, cou
You Can Run But... Indefinite break
Derinem covered the gun at his side before he walked into the manor, his black shirt drenched in sweat and blood. He only hoped the blood splattered on his face was cleaned thoroughly.Greta spotting the red liquid wasn't what he wanted, though no matter how long they've gone over that, she always finds a way to find it out.Derinem had left Luca talking to Lina on the phone in the car; hearing Luca's voice straining, Derinem had instantly climbed out, giving them space to quarrel for the hundredth time that week.Now that he was in, he only wished to dodge Gretta, shower, call his brother's side of the manor, and drink the day off.Luckily for him, Gretta was on the phone, hands over her mouth as she faced the wall.Did everyone have bad news today, or was he just in the wrong place?"Is Donna OK?" Greta was asking, Making Derinem stop in his tracks, with his ear tipped in her direction."Maria, calm down and tell me everything." She said it in a wild Italian accent that sent off the
You Can Run But... Plug Decisions
Maria gaped at the older woman in her wheelchair, her face turned to the side, not wanting to see her."Greta, you can't let him push me away," she sobbed, moving closer. Her eyes were swollen and red, with dark circles and a little bulge showing how stressed out she was.Greta said nothing, her eyes on nothing in particular; the girl suffering wasn't what she wanted to watch, but she had to hurt her so maria knew what she had done was wrong."Greta, talk to me," Maria sniffed, shedding silent tears she had gotten used to in the last few days since Maya was hospitalized. "Greta?"The woman slowly turned to let her pupils fall on her, still saying nothing.Maria sank to the floor, holding onto the woman's legs and placing her head on her knees. "Not you, too; I think I've suffered enough. A little sympathy."That broke the woman's resolve. She caressed the girl's hair, earning a gasp from her and even more tears as she looked up at her."I'm so sorry, Gretta; I messed up, I know, and do
You Can Run But... Trust/Fall
She closed her eyes and opened them again, blinking up at the familiar face of her fear in a person, except this time, he had a big smile on his face, looking down at her and kissing her hand.She didn't die then. But it felt like she was this close.He was muttering something she couldn't make out, his lips against her fingers feeling surprisingly warm."Maestro?""Maya" Her curiosity died. Yeah, he was the one; she wasn't mistaken.Her head felt like thousands of monkeys were going wild on a trampoline in it, and it made her wince."I'll be back," he muttered against her hand again. and was gone; she heard the door open and close. She was surprised to see him beside her again."How do you feel, Maya?" He asked her, not allowing her to talk before he was muttering again, "I thought I had lost you, damnit! Don't you ever do this to me again?"She swallowed hard, wondering why her body refused to give up when she wanted it to. Even in her coma, she had felt and heard him, and with the
You Can Run But... Rollercoaster
I couldn't stop gaping at him, feeling out of touch with reality. Even I would never dream of something like this, no matter how delusional I got."Maya," he called my name, "say something.""Maestro..." I whispered, and that was all I could say. My brain seemed blank as he pulled close to me; the ring, though black, was twinkling."I could change it if you want me to too; black diamonds don't seem to suit you," he muttered, leaving me and then dropping it on the bedside table.Before I could blink, he was in front of me again, raising my gown from the hem, then pulling it above my head.Throwing the clothes on the floor, not even sparing a second to look at my semi-bare state as he reached behind me to unhook my bra.Before he could reach my pants, I was pulling them down. Quickly, he grabbed my hands, pushing them at my sides, his thumb trailing down my legs, making me shudder.Then, looking me in the eyes, he pulled down my pants.I thought I saw him swallow, but I wasn't sure, for
You Can Run But... Can't leave you alone
She was more trusting of him after that; she couldn't tell if it was feigning or even accurate. For she still tried not to shudder when he was close to her. But she would give it to him; he was doing his best, his hands around her, staring into her face when she woke up. If anyone had told her Maestro could be this person, she would have slammed a door on the liar's face and melted them with acid. But here she was, in Maria's cozy pink room, everything looking unreal. It was how he didn't go too intimate, no matter what shade of undress she was; sometimes, he covered her with the sheets and turned his face to the other side. Like Dora would say, "We make ourselves happy, Maya, 'cause the world isn't a happy place," and she knew firsthand how bad it could be. She was going to let him woo her. Give him a chance as he asked, and even though she knew he was going back to the monster once this personality was exhausted, she was going to enjoy it while it lasted. "Hey," she felt a hand
You Can Run But... Teaching Her
Emotions screaming no and reasoning whispering yes, she stood staring at his hands, weighing her options. Here he was, asking her when he could have just taken it like he did the last time without giving a damn about her feelings. But he was asking, waiting for her permission, and in a way, weren't they married? Wasn't it the right thing to do? She stammered, "It's going to hurt, right?" He smiled, shaking his head, "The last time was..." He was finding the right word: "I got mad you were still in your dress and..." When he saw the fear returning in her eyes, he stopped and said, "You'll feel the pleasure this time, Maya. It goes both ways." She pressed her lips against each other and swallowed hard before nodding. And that was all he needed. She watched him pull off his suit jacket, letting it fall to the floor, before working on his buttons, snapping them open at a time. He came for her, bare torso and all, but his suit pants were still on him, and her eyes stuck on him while
You Can Run But... Burn
Lina was asleep when the slow creaking of the door pulled her out of the fantasy her brain was working on. She frowned in her slumber; it couldn't be morning yet, could it? She was no longer using an alarm since waking up naturally at five came easy. She turned to the other side, pulling the sheets over her breasts. If it was Maria with her silly needs, she wasn't standing up. While waiting to hear Maria call her name, she sighed happily when nothing came. Pulling the pillow perfectly, she smiled, her dream resuming. She felt breath on her face and then whispers, "Lina, baby." She frowned at the familiar voice; where was the dream taking her that she heard Luca's voice in the manor? What kind of fantasy was that? A hand tapped her cheeks. "Baby, open your eyes." And she did one lash after another, catching her breath at seeing him. "I dreaming?" she asked unbelievably. He chuckled, pulling her up to wrap his arms around her. Oh, how he missed her. So badly. Though she hugged
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You Can Run But... pheww (2)
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
You Can Run But... Bit uh sweetness
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
You Can Run But... Touch of death
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
You Can Run But... Little revenge
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,
You Can Run But... Little hurt
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
You Can Run But... Chaos
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
You Can Run But... Perfect chaos (2)
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
You Can Run But... Perfect chaos
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
You Can Run But... Owning him
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
