LOGIN_____________I couldn’t remember the last time my mind got troubled over a girl. Strike that, I don’t think there ever was a time I got this bothered over a woman.“I need a mix, give me everything strong” Peter said to the bartender who looked too frightened to speak.“None for me.” There was no way the drink would go down my throat.“Bullshit, give him the dirtiest of your dirtiest mix as well” Peter gave me the stink eye while he spoke and I didn’t say anything.The thoughts running through my head were wild. What would I do if it were Ayla who was pregnant? Would that stop me from feeling the way I felt for her? What did I even feel for her?“I don’t know why you are so worked up over a pregnant chick but let me ease your troubles”I didn’t move an inch as I watched Peter take out the phone from his pocket and set his laptop on the counter. One that I didn’t even notice he was carrying. That was how preoccupied my mind was.“Let’s see, there’s a lot of messages here that I would
________Since Ayla….No, since they all left I have had more time to focus on my biggest issue.“Did you find anything out there?” I asked Peter in my office. He was seated opposite me while Gustavo stood by the door guarding as usual even though he was my consigliere.“They’ve started moving again,” Peter said after a moment. “And this time faster than before.”My jaw tightened slightly.“How close?”“Not close enough but with the rate at which they are going. They would be closing in on us anytime soon”I stood slowly, adjusting my suit. I hated having to dress so formally when I was in the office.“They’re already in America.” Peter’s eyes darkened.“You’re sure?” I asked sternly. There was nothing I hated more than mistakes.“I don’t deal in guesses.” He actually doesn’t.I moved toward the window, looking out over the city like it already belonged to someone else.Because if I were right, it soon would.“Does Luke know about this?” I asked gently.That night at the party this is
___________My hands shook as I wrapped the sheets around me. I was in my personal room, so I wasn’t surprised not to find Stefano. What if he saw the marks and left angrily?.My stomach twisted in a knot at the thoughts running through my head. I began panicking and pacing. I didn’t know what to do. Should I run away? Was I too late? Fuck. I threw the bed sheet off my body and opened my closet to find the fastest and easiest clothes to wear. If I were going to run I needed to be able to do that freely. I saw a pair of shorts and a tank. An outfit that I have never worn out of my room. I wore it and brought down one of my big bags. Fuck carrying a big bag on the run was useless.I reached for a smaller bag that I thought of putting just cash inside. Yes i always saved up. I loved having cash lying around. I was in the middle of stuffing my bag when there was a knock on my door. I froze, looking out the window I thought of jumping out and running away but decided against it. At least n
___________“Did anything happen?” He didn’t look at me. His eyes were fixed on his phone.“Like what?” I asked, looking out the car window.I was asleep when I heard the loud banging of the door. I woke up in a cold sweat because I remembered falling asleep with Cassian beside me. Did he catch us? It was all I could think off but luckily and as if Cassian had done this before he was out and he had been for a while because the side of the bed on which he slept had gone cold.It was only then that I could breathe well and welcome my husband. I looked at him for a while waiting for guilt to kick in. It took some time but it did and even at that it wasn’t so strong. It was a little and it was out the very next second he opened his mouth to tell me to get dressed.“Hmmm, I don’t know, did any of the leaders leave any message for me? Did anyone ask after me?”Nobody did but that would surely bruise his ego so I lied.“Yeah, just a few, De’Luca did. Said he would be in touch” I could see ho
___________“Boss”I heard Gustavo call from behind the door. I looked back at Ayla who was sleeping so calmly on the bed. Something she does each time I fuck her, she really has no stamina and that’s good cause it shows that she doesn’t do it often.I drag the covers to cover the naked breast cause she lay on her back with her legs sprawled out. I chuckled thinking about how she slept in funny positions.“Come in” I said and the door opened.He popped his head in first before entering fully, averting his eyes from my body. Yes, I didn’t bother with covering up my naked body. All that mattered was that he didn’t see any part of Ayla naked.“What is it?” I asked angry that he disturbed my time with Ayla.“He is in the estate” “I see” I looked back at Ayla and clenched my fist.“Say I get rid of him, do you think she would hate me?” I asked without looking at Gustavo. All my attention was trained on Ayla. On the little freckles that scattered across her beautiful face.“Probably. But
_______________My body ached all over. Deliciously I might add. There were bite marks all over my inner thighs and hip bone but nothing above my waist. My eyes were swollen and so were my lips, I could not remember how many times I came and how many times I passed out during. Cassian was an animal, and I loved it. It was just sad that this was the last time it was happening.I got out of bed; Cassian had already gone before daylight. He didn't wake me up to let me know but he ate me out as goodbye. I heard the door closing and that woke me up. Good because I didn't know how to react after last night."Fuck" I couldn't get up, my legs were weak. I have never had such a wonderful sexual experience I couldn't wait to tell my friends about it. I managed to get up and steadied myself on both feet when I realized Cassian came inside of me. His cum trickled down my legs and I froze in horror, briefly before I remembered I was already pregnant, and there was nothing worse that could happen.
_________________There was no fucking way I was going down there.I stood frozen in the middle of my room, my heart hammering so loudly it felt like it would echo through the walls. Lunch. With Stefano. With him.Cassian Moretti.I let out a shaky breath, pressing my palm against my racing heart.
______________“P-pack my bags? W-why?” Moving closer to Stefano i could not help how much my body shook. “Yes Ayla, that son of a bitch thinks it’s okay to invite us out without any formal notice”Son of a bitch? Invite us out? Formal notice? This wasn’t about me at all. My knees almost gave out
___________My heartbeat was so loud it felt like my ears were going to burst from the sound.So many heads were turned in my direction, murmurs broke out, people were talking to each other, my hands grew clammy and my knees went weak. Shit, this has got to be the end of me I thought, because there
_______________The ballroom was already alive by the time we arrived.Soft music drifted through the air, blending with quiet laughter and the clinking of glasses. Women in elegant dresses moved like they belonged here. Graceful, composed, untouchable.I felt none of that, after so many years I s







