Luca shut his eyes, dumping himself back on the car seat, eyes now out of the window, calculating.Derinem looked down at the phone, face blank and breath wavering, eyes on the phone, knowing the call was still ongoing, his thoughts flaring in all directions."He's playing with you," Luca told him; "he didn't shoot her."He only hoped."Luca?" Damon's voice called out through the phone, "Aunt May passed on her smart genes, didn't she?" They heard a door jam shot: "Fortunately, our cousin is right.""Damon...""Eight o'clock, Derinem, that's all I give you, the manor any minute after that," there was another loud shot. "Then you won't see your bitch anymore.""And you promise you'll let her go?""Well, when I'm in a bad mood, I change my mind; I can't help it." Derinem heard the smile in his voice: "Make the right decision, brother."Then the call ended, and Derinem covered his face with his two palms while breathing in. He knew this was coming and thought he was ready, but it seems tha
She looked up, and he glared down at her, a gun in his hand pointed at her, daring her to say something, anything. The familiar smile on his lips"Maestro..." She croaked, pushing back on the seat into which she was bound."We're done." She could hear the fury in his voice. "Tell him I'll get him, wherever he is."" MAYA! "SNAP OUT OF IT!" Wasn't that Derinem's voice?Damon pulled the trigger.Then she snapped awake, her breath heavy and sweat trickling down from her head down her body as she held onto the sheets of the bed for support."It's a nightmare." She heard the voice again beside her and turned to see Derinem, sitting on a sofa, watching her.Her head suddenly felt hazy and her sight blurred, She placed her two hands at her side for support, looking down at the sheets, hoping to regain full consciousness."That'll pass," he told her, standing up and grabbing a glass cup from a table beside the sofa in which he sat. "Water?" He asked, raising a bottle of water.The top of her m
She saw the man throw a punch at Sir Derinem, who pushed himself back; alarm ran through her seeing he was trying to slash the Don with the knife.She clutched her chest, holding her breath. She felt like hiding in a corner. In case Sir Derinem was subdued, she was going to be safe.But conscience didn't let her—or was it really conscience?"Derinem!" She screamed when she saw the man suddenly slash Don on his arm; she knew that was going to be very deep, and the blood streaking down his wet arm told her it must have hurt a lot.Still, he didn't flinch. The knife was coming again, and another scream was bubbling in her throat as she watched the shaft tip aim straight for his heart.But to her relief, he held on to the intruder's wrist, slowly, and Maya knew that with all of his strength twisted, it and the dagger fell into the water.In a flash, he held the man's hand and pushed his head into the water, holding him so he couldn't move.And as she watched, she saw the man struggling, b
Carefully, he laid her on the bed, so delicately that even the brushing of her back against the soft quilt felt like magic.He stood in between her legs, her eyes on him. She watched him pull his shirt over his head, dropping it to the ground.With round eyes watching the faint rising and falling of his chest, she noticed a small cowrie joined by a rope tied around his neck that she hadn't noticed before.God-like body taking her breath away, her fingers twitched so much, yearning for the feel of these glistening muscles against them.Upper body bare, he leaned down, his hand on the knot, and looking into her eyes, he breathed, "Let me, Maya."Seeing the pleading in his eyes, she only had to nod before he pulled the knot free of her, spreading the extras of the towel so that, except for her bikini, she was bare before him.He watched her, gulping down air, feeling his mouth salivate at the sight of her almost-naked state."You're beautiful, Maya," he said, flattening his hands on her
"If by twelve there is still no sign of me, take off with her and hide her for as long as you can," Derinem ordered, trying not to avert his gaze from Maya, who was in the back seat of the car.Luca rolled his eyes; obviously, these two were having another round again, and he wondered what could have happened this time when they had spent the night with each other.He had gone to his bed, craving the feel of his Lina, and now here they were, with Maya throwing her gaze out of the window; she was angry this time. And Luca knew whom that little fury was targeted at.Derinem, who had the brains of a mule—hell, the mules should feel insulted being compared with Derinem—wondered what he might have told her this time.Knowing he might die, wasn't this the time to make peace?Derinem exhaled heavily, "If this works out the way I expect it to, we'll be in Calabria by tomorrow, but if it doesn't, I trust you to find a way out."Luca nodded, "Trust me to find a way that won't get me killed, " L
"He should be here by now! What is he doing anyway? He said he'd be here before twelve." Maya muttered, trying not to look at the watch she had kept close.They were hidden behind a phone booth, and each time she looked out of it to check if a familiar car was approaching, she was disappointed again.She shouldn't be so hurt, especially when he told her he might not make it the last night they were together. She shouldn't be blamed if she couldn't accept it.It was so hard to think that someplace, probably back in the house they had just left, he would be laying on his back, staring at the ceiling, with blood oozing out from under him.She dragged her back down the glass, burying her face into her knee, feeling Luca's stare on her. Unlike chill Luca, this Luca was tensed up, and definitely what he didn't need was someone who couldn't keep her mess together.She took deep breaths, knowing it was almost twelve and they would soon be leaving that spot so Luca could hide her for as long a
She had to steady her breath so she wouldn't slump down from a sudden heart attack. The shock was an understatement when she saw him right in the center of the room, looking at them with a twisted smile crawling on his lips, but he wasn't moving close.But those eyes were swallowing her, sucking her into their depths, and promising to drown her in their darkness."How..." She could only stutter.He raised his brow. "You mean how I got here before you?" or "Or how is one mode of transportation faster than the other?"Maya pulled back."No Maya," he shook his head, pointing the gun at Derinem. She looked at where he aimed and gulped air; Derinem wasn't going to survive a gunshot to the head.no matter how lucky he was."You move one step, and this won't take a sec," he looked at Derinem, who looked up to the ceiling, then to the side of the room...Damon laughed, "No, brother, don't think about that too; I might just forget the plan about keeping the bitch alive."Derinem pulled his hai
THREE MONTHS LATER.He watched her laugh, tilting her head back, her brown hair dancing to the wind.She had her palms placed on his chest, loving the feel of his body against hers, and hands wrapped around her waist, holding her still so she didn't get pushed by the waves."I can't swim if you keep holding me like this, you know?" She smiled into his face. He dug his finger into his wet hair.He raised a brow at her, trying to keep the smile at bay while watching her. "Woman, I didn't snatch you out of Milo's bed, bribe Luca and Lina to watch the kids, and hide from my men because I want you to swim."She thumped him on his chest while frowning, "You big bully if I had known that's all you had in mind, I wouldn't have come."In response, he turned her around so her back was pressed against him. That opportunity presented itself to him, and he planted kisses on her neck, and she shivered. "Pfft," he scoffed, biting her soft skin and earning a slight moan. "Maybe if you don't do that
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