"Hey ... wake up ... we have to go," Diego was up early the next day. He woke her up after hitting the shower, he was already halfway packing up their stuff.
Her eyes were heavy, the vodka was still thick in her system. "What? What time is it?"
The carnival was rather crowded. Families with small children, teenagers, young couples mostly. He scanned the whole area for suspicious-looking people. A lone man in the corner, a couple of guys that didn't dress casually enough to be there, anyone that was looking their way, he didn't notice anything worth worrying about, but he worried nonetheless.
Armand Lombardo was born to be who he is. His father, Cossimo, had dreamed him into life. A son to continue the empire he had built all his life. When he was born, it was the only legacy he needed to preserve his dynasty.Cossimo took his wife, Veronica, t
At 14 years old, he was told by his parents that he will meet the girl who will be his mate for the rest of his life. A girl was what Ariana was at the time. Skinny, flat chested, awkward. Shy like a wallflower. Quiet as a mouse. He wasn't interested.Afte
"Are you ready?" Diego asked for at least the twentieth times.She nodded.
The urge was hard to control. Especially around Ari. He wanted sex almost all the time, he tried to distract himself with other things to reduce his anxieties, sometimes it helps. Whenever it came, it was as if his body wasn't his own. Something else took over him and the only way to get it out of his system was to have sex.
Armand Lombardo held a simple funeral for his parents and in-laws seven days after their demise. It was a private ceremony attended by their closest relatives and friends. They were buried at a private cemetery in their hometown, Lancaster, not far from their mansion in the elite neighborhood of Redburrough Hills.
Diego held a stopwatch in his hand. He had driven them to a remote area and stopped on the side of the road. It was training day. He told her to get her sneakers on and run into the woods as if she was being chased by Armand's gunmen. He was going to time her.
He dragged a barrel to the front of their motel room. It was a slow night at the motel, except for the hot couple next door who's been staying since the night before and couldn't seem to get their hands off each other. They've been having sex all day and all night, and they were loud.