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You Can Run But... Donna (2)
Authors POV She shook her head slowly, bringing her hair back to her face again. She pushed them away, her sobs resuming furiously, "I didn't do it, Anna did, and I was forced to agree to it because... " He had his hands on her shoulders, and she gasped, "Anna? Your sister," She nodded in desperation, searching his eyes so he would believe her. Her petite frame was under his glare. Before he turned, she thought she saw guilt on his face. Looking up at his stiff back and down to his clenched fist, she could see he was fighting the urge to believe her. "You were there; she wasn't; you saw it; she didn't; quit the lies, Maya. It's fruitless." She inhaled, staring at his back; it surprised her the hurt she heard in his voice; he just found out she was innocent, and he was guilty of everything he did to her; did he hurt too? But why not admit it? "I couldn't forget about it. It stuck in my head, and all I wanted to do was turn it off, so I wrote it down in my journal." "Why did yo
You Can Run But... Not Yet
Alfredo Petra hugged his coat around his body immediately after he climbed out of his car in Don's Manor,He looked up at the sky, seeing it darken, and knowing the rain was about to come down in torrents, he hurried up to the terrace in Don's Manor.Whatever the reason for Don's calling him over when he could have just sent a message, Was.... unnerving.It had to be good. For years he had been loyal to the godfather and now to his sons, who were even more ruthless than him.Going as far as to lay low as an underdog during the investigation of the president's son's death, taking all leads in the wrong direction so they didn't point to Don's sister.It seemed his hard work had finally paid off, and soon he would be second in rank, next to the Don. All it took was Don saying it.He sighed in happiness, removing his hat and holding it in his hands as he walked through the hallway with Don's men escorting him to their boss, each at his side, in black suits and holding a gun.It seemed like
You Can Run But... Devil in her (3)
It was two days later, and she was alone in Maestro's room. Since the wedding night, he never slept in the room; he only came in to get his clothes and left again.It wasn't all that comfortable; it seemed weird when he dodged her eyes, guilt welling inside those grey, tired orbs.She also noticed that there was blood on most of the clothes he had changed from, and when they were together on the dining table, his fist was bruised, bluish, and looked painful.Quiet was the term, and it suddenly felt slightly over the edge.Her body had begun to calm from the assault of that night, and all she did now was keep Maria company, and when she wasn't doing that, she was signing ownership papers.Revenge couldn't get any sweeter than this.Lina flowed into the room, her face looking brighter than usual. She knew the source; she had finally forgiven Luca, and these days she was always on the phone, so Maya found herself pitying Derinem."Donna" Maya blinked at her reluctance to tell what was go
You Can Run But... Danger zone
"It's seven, madam!" Lina scolded the girl before her, all dressed up in a skimpy black gown that barely covered her thighs, jewelry glittering on her ears and hands, and makeup so heavy that Lina wondered if she could even move her face. "Come on, Lina, don't be such a killjoy." Maria pouted, "All you have to do is cover up for me till I'm back." She went behind Lina, who was arranging cups on the rack after cleaning them with a towel."There are high chances he won't even ask." She shrugged, saying, "All I ask is for you to tell him I'm in my room till I'm back."Lina turned to face her, her hands akimbo. "Where to, madam?"Maria avoided her eyes. "Well, I won't be long; that's all you should know."Grabbing her bag from the counter, she began to walk out of the kitchen but stopped when Lina called after her, "When you be back?""Two," she called back, fleeing from sight.She was tired, tired of the tightness of the manor; everyone had their emotions pent up, including Damon; he nev
You Can Run But... Stranded
It was quiet, and she was frightened and numb at the same time; the weed had taken its toll on her. She wondered what was in the wrapped paper.Then she heard the voices just outside. "You've got to pay for the drugs, man. It took a lot of work to get her here. "That was Marco's voice.There was a grunt, which she couldn't tell from that said, "I agree, she'll be a good fuck, but I disagree she is worth that amount."Her heart tightened. Was Marco selling her? To be a sex slave? He made her unconscious so he could do whatever he wanted with her.Damn him. Damn her!She carefully stood up, her eyes taking in everything as her heart thudded. She needed to get out there. Or, better still, defend herself.Her eyes fell on the gun at her side of the bed, and she swallowed. She was going to do it again! Kill somebody again. Go through another trauma again. She held her hand, tears threatening.Marco was saying, "La riporter indietro allora." —I'll take her back then—"Calm down, dude. Take
You Can Run But... Cold
Maya's POV Lina and I stood staring at each other's faces as I pressed the phone to my ears, unsure what to make of Maria's voice. She sobbed so much that it was hard to hear what she said over the phone.I steadied my shaking hand against my jeans."Maria, Maria, you have to calm down," even though I, too, wasn't calm one bit, "where are you at so I can send someone to get you?""NO!" she interjected immediately over the phone. Hearing her pure fear, I had to wince, "Not Damon or anybody. If you can send George,"I looked at Lina, and she shook her head, "George's not home since he went."My fear intensified. "Maria, we have no choice; we must send one of Damon's men to get you. We have to."I could feel her shake her head even from the phone, her desperation to be home waning: "No, Maya, I'd rather walk all the way home than for Damon to find out about this."There was only one decision left, and I sighed in defeat, praying it didn't end up in disaster like most of my choices."Wher
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
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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
