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You Can Run But... Conditions
A month and a week had gone by, and the Costellos still hadn't named their price, and though there hadn't been any attack on their side, it was easy to feel the tension arising in Rome.Derinem always had the phone to his ear, speaking to Maya. Alexa's phone was always ringing, but she never picked it up, and he watched his phone. wondering if to call Maximo and ask him to get Gia.But that was the boundary; he had excuses; he always came back to the manor in Sicily drained out and tired to the bone. If he wasn't on the field, he was in the ring with Milo, training with his brother, and more times than he could count, Milo came out of the ring victorious.Then taunted him about having his focus on Gia's tits.He had left the hotel after finding where the camera was hidden, just overhead at the side of the room. The hotel service had no idea how it got there, but taking matters into his own hands, he traced the connection and found it stopped in one of the stores.There was a note for
You Can Run But... Puzzles
"No!" Costello sprang to his feet, eyes fiery, glaring at Milo, who looked so chill one wouldn't know he just destroyed his life, "Zayne is who we want, not you, Don Milo Xavier.""Didn't you want a Don for Estela?" Milo stretched his arms wide, "You have a Don, Costello; what don't you like about me for your daughter? Why Zayne?"Zayne's face was still in his palms, motionless, and Derinem looked on at his younger son, wondering what all of this was about; for with Milo's stance, a lot was festering, as expected because the two stayed in the same region."Milo, I can't let this happen," Derinem clenched his fist on the table, "you will not marry Estela."Brian jumped at it: "Your father says no.""Stay out of this, Don," Milo breathed, not even staring at his father but staring into space, his face blank and unreadable. "I already signed the papers, so I'll have Estela."Derinem looked at the Costellos, "Please leave. I need to get my son in order."Costello jumped at the opportuni
You Can Run But... Make a move
She was on top of him, bra hook undone, and she knew that with any sudden movement, her tits would be spilling out. His thumbs were in her pants as she leaned down, ass up, and planted kisses on his chest and down his abdomen. "Fuck Amara," he groaned, "how the fuck do you do that?" His hands hitched her upward so she was directly on his boxer-covered erection, But then she stopped what she was doing, and instead, she crossed her arms on his chest. He looked down, wondering why she changed her mind, with a slight frown on his face. "I'm worried about Gia," Amara offered without being asked. Damon groaned this time in frustration, "I thought we were over this? You can't keep worrying about her like she's a child," he said, sitting up, "why don't we have our moment?" She glared at him, and with the way her nostrils flared, he knew he had annoyed her, so before she could climb down from the bed, he leaned, grabbing her elbows. "All right, princess, I'm sorry." She turned her face t
You Can Run But... Shattered hearts
She had her back against him in the bathtub while he splashed water on her shoulder and her chest, which was a little red and scarred, and she inhaled, looking peaceful, her eyes closed, as she snuggled her head against his chest.At intervals, he picked up a soft sponge and brushed her shoulder."Went too hard?" he asked.She knew what he was asking; he had ravished her like an addict at the sight of cocaine, and while he had whispered his apology as she whimpered, he didn't stop.But she shook her head, "Just perfect."He then traced her shoulders again. "We're even now."'what""I marked you too."She chuckled. "I didn't know it was a competition; I'll try harder next time."He then held her chin so he could kiss her already swollen lips, and she reciprocated, not able to get enough of the bad boy.He suddenly stood up from the water, leaving her frowning alone in the bathroom. If this had to go on for a few more times, she had to find a way to even forget about the fun Amara told
You Can Run But... Little dark past
The following day arrived so quickly that it seemed as though nature was pressuring him to make the choice he feared the most at the time. As a result, he was standing there looking into the mirror, fastening his cufflinks, and folding the collar of his button-down shirt.He despised his own image in the glass. He detested the fact that he was about to harm her once more. He despised having to return the one person she had come to adore.He only prayed that she would heed the advice Maximo had given her not to discuss it with Jane.Was he lying to Jane?She needed to be somewhere else, somewhere other than the manor, so he pushed the remorse away.Besides, Gia would be gone soon and where did that leave her? Alone in the manor, with him who had his head buried in a gun.He buttoned up the shirt, then stood, staring at himself in the mirror, he wouldn't deceive himself, Jane had also weaved her way into him, and seeing her and Gia together, there was this satisfaction.The satisfaction
You Can Run But... Space for three?
Under the sheets, which were over her head, she was working to get the pain out with a little bit of sleep, for she was tired of crying, which she had been doing since they left, and now it was past evening.She didn't know if he was back, and she didn't think she cared; she knew she was selfish, but she couldn't shake the feeling that Jane's grandparents weren't the real deal. And why did Jane not know anything about them?"Gianna, you want to go drink it out." She turned to Amara, who was dressed in a shimmering short dress, her elbow placed against the opened door, her dark hair packed in a ponytail; she wasn't in the club already, but she was looking drunk."Amara, please don't come home drunk," she said out loud before realizing she had called it "home." "If you do, get a taxi or call, alright.""I think that's exactly what we both need—Jane's gone, and Damon's acting like an asshole," she blinked, pushing the tears back in, "not like I feel it, he can go to hell for all I care;
You Can Run But... Interruption
"Miss Venditti, please focus."Her eyes snapped back to Ms. Blanchet, who held a look of silent frustration on her poker face; as far as Gia could tell, she had never smiled or even frowned, but her tone held her emotions.To be sincere, Gia was a little terrified of her, especially since she had made it a habit to be distracted from her class to stare at Jane, who was red-faced and practicing the pirouettes Ms. Blanchet had ordered.She was never alone climbing up the stairs to the studio; she always had Jane next to her, excited and still complaining about how harsh Ms. Blanchet was, and though it had been just a week, with them beginning lessons the day after Jane came back, Jane had wowed her and perfected the art.Ms. Blanchet was saying, "Your Italian fouetté has gotten rusty; we're going to perfect it before I let you off."Let her off to Paris, two weeks away from now."Hips up, Miss Venditti."And she did, making the difficult turn and feeling the stress on her bones and musc
You Can Run But... Dim Decisions
Heart racing and blood running cold, Gia looked up to see Zayne, who had Jane on his shoulder, beginning to walk towards her, and immediately she typed the number out on her phone and quickly threw the napkin in the water.She tried to regain her composure before they reached her, her phone beside her again, glasses over her eyes, so they didn't see the tension that lay underneath.He and Jane were in the middle of a very heated argument."I didn't mean it when I said yes.""But you said yes.""With a frown on my face, I'll tell Gia to whoop your ass, and you'll be sorry.""Language Jane"And she grumbled. He dropped her on the floor, standing on her flip-flops, then he bent down and took Gia's lips, flowing gently, trying to get her in his mood.But then he pulled back, his brows knit, and asked, "Are you okay?"She forced a smile on her lips and nodded, "I've just been here for too long; I think I'm ready to go back to the manor now."His brows furrowed, and she swallowed, feeling g
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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
