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Chapter 108 RUSSEL ~~~°~~~ “Get me a bottle of the strongest scotch available here and a glass.” I instructed the first man I found by the door as I entered the basement. “Right away, Boss.” The man responded before scurrying away. Tonight, I was feeling a shit load of emotions- anger, pai
I walked to the table where an array of tools was laid out—pliers, knives, a blowtorch. My fingers brushed over them, feeling their cold, unforgiving metal against my skin. I stared at Ignacio and saw the flash of fear in his eyes but he quickly replaced it with a look of indifference. “You know,
“Do your worst,” Ignacio hissed. I stepped back, breathing heavily, my mind racing. This wasn’t working. The old bastard was too stubborn, too seasoned in pain. I needed another approach and I knew just what that was, but I was saving that part for later. I had to remind myself that this was j
Chapter 109 ALLESIA ~~~°~~~ Last night, the screams coming from the basement echoed through the mansion, chilling my bones with every agonized cry. I knew without being told that it was Ignacio in that basement and it was Russel who was orchestrating the torture. It had taken every ounce of my
My feelings towards him now might be complicated and somehow hard to understand, but I was not going to let him think I was comfortable with any of the things he was doing. Nor was I going to wait until he came to terms with what he actually felt. I might want him, but he had to realize he wants m
Chapter 110 RUSSEL ~~~°~~~ Gausto pulled the car to a halt in front of the mansion and I stepped out, taking a moment to breathe. The familiar scent of New York which I hated so much whisked right into my nose, giving me a rethink of my whole choices lately. I shook my head, dreading the moment
But what was worse than the disgusting look in the dude's eyes? It was written clearly all over his face that he wanted her, body, soul and spirit. In the next picture, Allesia was smiling as he tossed her up and caught her, the skimpy flair gown revealing her yellow panties to the glory of the came
All through the drive, I was seething as those haunting images made sevaral appearance in my head. How could she be so fucking stupid? How dare him? For fucks sake, Russel, the girl had always been a complication, a distraction and now she was a fucking problem. But she was also more than that
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I watched as Vincenzo Mancini stepped down from the private jet. Dressed in a sleek, custom-tailored Italian suit, he took a minute to adjust his tie and cufflinks. The handsome bastard, I thought with a proud grin, ever so cold. It was past 10PM, but Vincenzo had no intentions of staying the nig
I watched her for a moment, marveling at her glow and beauty, which just kept increasing like her bump every day. She looked radiant, even more so with the big swell of her belly showing. Her staff saw me first because they slowly began to disperse; all of them knew how protective I was of my wife
EPILOGUE RUSSEL ~~~0~~~ I stood perfectly still, my thoughts reeling as I waited in the quiet hall of the warehouse. During my absence, Stacy had refused to speak, see, or let anyone touch her. Even Kegan, who was supposed to order a pregnancy test done for her by now, couldn’t do that because
I reached out and touched his face, “I have the perfect man, and I wish to keep everything around us perfect.” After a while, Russel turned to me with a mischievous smile. “You know, we still have some time before we have to go back.” I raised an eyebrow. “What are you suggesting?” He leaned in,
Russel released a shaky breath, his eyes slowly meeting mine. “Nolan killed the fucking detective you went to,” his voice was strained, barely audible. “He wanted to frame me for it, wanted you to hate me, so when that didn't work out, he went to Stacy for help.” “So you took him out.” His hands c
Chapter 165 ALLESIA ~~~°°~~~ Three wonderful weeks on this island, as much as we enjoyed the bliss, we couldn't stay forever. Tomorrow morning, we'll have to return to our life in Sicily. Kegan handled things in Russel’s absence up until the second week, allowing us undivided time to enjoy our h
Everywhere his finger bared, he pressed his lips there. “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he murmured against my skin, “My wife.” “My husband.” it came out in a low moan, “How did I not know I’ll never be able to move on from you after that first time?” Russel grinned, “You were the most helpless,