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You Can Run But... Tempo
"Don!" Her cries pierced through the music as she clutched the sheets with her toes, lifting her ass each time the tempo came through. The sight was maddening, the lingerie that had paved the way to my high expectations, splayed on the bed, her tits almost fully out, for she had clutched on them, before grabbing the sheets again, Her hair had become a mess, and she shook as if she were convulsing, and if I wasn't losing my mind, I would have wondered why she had it on if she was going to react like this, and when she could catch her breath, she whispered, "Don, I beg you, it's—it's..." Though I felt weak at the knees, I couldn't stop messing with her. "Bad?" "Uhm, uhm..." Her hands flew to her hair as her legs rubbed against each other. I turned down the volume and smiled, ignoring my cock throbbing hard against my joggers; she was relaxed on the bed now, taking deep breaths like she had been on a marathon. "How does it feel, babydoll?" "Don't call me th—Oh God, no!" She whi
You Can Run But... Competition
Authors POVZayne pressed the phone to his ear, trying to control the anger that was seeping through. There was so much anger that he had to stare up at the ceiling and steady his breath."Boss" Maximo's voice came over the speaker, "Are you there?""I am," Zayne muttered, narrowing his eyes; he knew he shouldn't flare up over the phone because his first cousin didn't understand the word "no," which he had said countless times over the phone.Damon was in trouble; he could smell it. When Damon was in trouble, that was when he remembered he had ties with the Mafia, though he knew that wasn't his fault but Aunt Maria's; but then there was Clara; she had as much connection with the Derinem's.But Damon... Since they crossed paths when he was ten and Damon was much younger, they never got along—well, he never got along with Damon, to be fair, but it was a case of someone who thought their worries should be carried by other people.And Don Derinem, Zayne clenched his fist as he walked ov
You Can Run But... Competition (2)
"Yes, Aunt Maria, Damon is fine," Zayne spoke to his aunt on the phone for the second time in the whole of his life, which was mainly because she had grown so worried due to Damon's disappearance and decided the brother she abandoned was the only one she could run to.Trust his father, who was ready to jump at her slightest whims and forwarded her to him. Now, like an errand boy, he was looking for Damon."No, aunt, I promise you he's okay." Hearing her yell and demand why he couldn't be faster about getting to her son, he swallowed an angry response and instead ended the call.She wasn't the only one messing up his head; he looked up at her open window to see if he could see her, but the curtain was down. After that night, he didn't see her, which was about a week ago; it was as if she locked herself in her room or wasn't in the manor anymore. When the fifth day passed and he still hadn't seen her, he proceeded to ask Abelie, who told him Gia was in.Did she change her mind? waiting
You Can Run But... Please her
After that, everything went haywire, at least for him, sitting in his workspace. Wondering what the hell was wrong with him, he was acting like a teenager with a first girlfriend whom he was forcing himself on.Everything was about her, his mood, and even his patience, and this day he was having it short, for it seems everywhere he went he bumped into her and his cousin, her laughter so real... but at his cousin.She looked happier and even took her time to put on little pieces of jewelry Damon got her, her fingers on it, twirling her hands on the shiny metal on her collarbone.The sight was so gruesome that when she came into his room after his warnings, he couldn't take it anymore and left her in the room. He wanted her more than he wanted to admit, but he also knew he had lost his chance; keeping her in the manor was him grasping at loose ends with a little hope.Never was one to contradict himself, but recently he did it anyway, trying to hold on to his self-respect at the same t
You Can Run But... Trouble in Sicily
He tightened his hand around the phone, his eyes still on Gia, who had her hand pressed to her chest, trying to make out why she was hearing Axel's voice coming from the phone.The fear was the same as Jane's; her eyes went watery, and it seemed she was taking all her strength not to bolt out of the room.Seeing her reaction, he turned away and walked out, shutting the door behind him before speaking into it, "I saw what you wanted me to see, Axel, and I'm not pleased."Axel chuckled, "They didn't meet your expectations, I see; too bad; I wanted to please you so much, and Jane... Yeah, that's her name. What did you do to her?"He was now at the door of his room, which he pushed open. Now inside, he proceeded to unbutton his shirt. "One can never get enough of auburn, can they?" He stood in front of the large glass window, staring out of it, and pushed his free hand into his pocket. "I'll get you for this Axel.""Not if I get you first." The background of the call was as quiet as a gra
You Can Run But... Trouble in Sicily (2)
He drove into the manor in Sicily, reliving childhood memories. When they were little, this was where they went for vacations with their father, for their mom wasn't a fan of the manor in Sicily; even if she ever came, she rather checked into a hotel. The reasons are unknown and hidden from them. But even with her hatred for the manor in Sicily, she never discouraged them from going, saying she'd rather be with her kind than with four men who drove her to madness. Now that was years ago, and now here they were, already controlling each region, except Nico, who decided holding the title just wasn't for him. And though their father never had him change his mind, Zayne knew his father didn't like the idea. The older Don wanted to retire early so he could spend more time with the most important person in his life, which all three of them knew wasn't any one of them. He told them straight-forwardly while holding her or kissing her on her lips while they expressed their disgust. That wa
You Can Run But... Trouble In Sicily (3)
"Hopefully you get the attention you're looking for," he spat.feeling the pain of his words, for those words meant something. such a jerk, I huffed and turned to the bartender, who gave me a big, comfortable smile and asked, "Husband behaving badly?" He got a glass and placed it in front of me. "Don't worry, I've got something for that."I shook my head with a frown on my face and said, "He is not my husband.""Mon Dieu," he looked alarmed, took the cup back, and brought a bigger one, placing it in front of me and proceeding to fill it up. "Tequila with fruit flavoring," he winked at me, "works best for bad boyfriends."I laughed this time, taking hold of it and taking in a mouthful. I winced as it hit my throat.The bartender laughed, "You take it easy, Mon Cheri; it can loosen you up before you know it.""Too late," I smiled, feeling the knot in my shoulders loosen. Loving the feeling, I took another big sip. The bartender looked at me with amusement."He's not my boyfriend," I sai
You Can Run But... Under his heat
I opened my eyes to come face-to-face with the blue bulbs overhead in the room I was in, and I snuggled further into the soft sheet, suddenly feeling uncomfortable and sticky.I grumbled a silent protest as my sleepy eyes fell on my box at the far end of the room, still unattended. But something still felt off.Slowly shutting my eyes with a little frown on my face, the sudden image of Aldo backhanding me flashed before my eyes, and I jerked up, breathing hard and feeling sweat begin to pop out of my skin.Did that really happen? My hand flew to my face, and I winced at the pain that shot through my head. My jaw still ached, and I was having a banging headache so bad that I had to shut my eyes."A hangover?" Maximo's voice came through.I opened my eyes to see him standing in front of the bed with his hands in his pocket, looking straight at me. I felt alarmed; Maximo didn't look at me like that unless there were issues."How did I get here?" I whispered, dragging a sheet up to my c
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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
