LOGINToday, I'm allowed outside the bedroom for the first time. The guards came to the room without Valentina, which, at first, had me worried. She usually hated letting them interact with me.They untied me from the bed and instructed me to wear a robe. I appreciated the little bit of modesty. A bath robe like this thin silk one, would have made me feel very bare before, but now it is like wearing a parka. Compared to the see-through, lacy lingerie, it was downright conservative.The house was richly decorated, but you could tell it hadn't been in use for years based on the dated furnishings and the dusty smell. I wondered if we were in an out-of-fashion neighbourhood. It was a shame that a house this large and beautiful was left empty when there were so many families in need of a home.I was taken down a flight of stairs to a sitting room where Valentina was enjoying a morning tea. She was dressed impeccably in a cream cashmere sweater, tucked into cream slacks. Her red hair in a perfect
She smiles demurely and says, "Oh, you know I don't get involved in that kind of thing. Best to leave it to the men. I'm happy to support you all by making sure you're fed and rested.I smile back like we're close friends again and say, "Allegra, I know you're more capable than that, and you see everything that happens in the house. Is there anyone that's been looking suspicious to you?""Cass, you know women only survive in this world if they know how to stay quiet," she says, pretending to be nervous."The door is shut, this room is soundproof and you know I can keep a secret," I say, hinting at our affair.It does the trick. She says, "Look, ever since Christmas, Constantine has been different. Not just with me, with the business as well. He's been trying to clean up the illegal aspects and distancing himself from them. Kind of like how you did in Chicago. I don't know why the sudden shift, but there are a lot of people who don't want the illegal side of things to end. That's where
I swipe my hand across the table, knocking a crystal vase onto the ground. The sound of it shattering gives me a momentary feeling of relief before the agony rises to the surface again."That's not good enough!" I yell, and I can see that Constantine is trying to be patient with me. He normally doesn't tolerate being treated like this and my tantrums have been incrementally increasing over the past two weeks without Alexa.I'm in hell knowing that she's with Valentina. She was finally starting to get over what happened the first time and now she's right back there, only this time we can't find her."Calm down," Constantine says, waving off the guards in the room. I know he's struggling with the guilt of her being taken from his own house, he'd even let it go when I punched him a couple of times."It's been two weeks, and we don't have a clue where she is!" I rage."We know she's no longer in the city of New York, which means she's probably being hidden in the suburbs somewhere in New
Valentina came back early that day and watched a movie with me. She sat behind me with me between her legs and held me in her arms. It was an intimate position that felt extra vulnerable because I couldn't see her. She would periodically caress my hair or arm and it would give me shivers. Not the good kind.For the next week, the days pass slowly in a similar pattern. Valentina bathes me and stays with me for breakfast and joins me later in the day for a movie and then dinner. During meals, I try to keep the conversation fun so that she lets her guard down with me.Mostly, I keep learning of the horrors of her upbringing. She talked about each of her brothers and their particular tastes in the bedroom. I was absolutely horrified. If I made it out of this alive, I wouldn't even want her punished. I would want her to live comfortably in a good psychiatric facility where she could get help and some peace.I felt we had spent long enough establishing a routine that, during dinner one even
Breakfast is waiting for us at the table and I'm a little unnerved that I didn't hear anyone come in during my bath. It leaves me feeling exposed.We go to the same places as yesterday and we both have the same dish of one poached egg and avocado in front of us. After sharing two meals with Valentina, I'm starting to wonder if she maybe has an eating disorder, because this definitely isn't enough food for one full meal.I'm already starving from only eating a salad yesterday, so I decide I need to invoke Cass's name in the hopes of getting more food."Could I possibly get some toast with breakfast?" I ask. Trying to ask nicely first."I don't eat carbs," she responds, like it's the most reasonable response."Cass and I eat carbs every morning, it's good for brain activity," I explain.She looks up at me suspiciously, then asks, "And you let him decide what you eat? That seems a little controlling. I'll have to talk to him about it."I hold back my laughter at the irony of the situatio
I eventually fell into a fitful sleep. For hours, I had nightmare after nightmare until I was finally exhausted enough to fall into a deep dreamless sleep.I wake up to a gentle stroking of my hair and I know it's Valentina. I try to keep my breathing steady so I can pretend I'm still sleeping. I'm hoping she just wants to watch me sleep and that she'll get bored and leave soon enough. However, after what feels like forever, I finally pretend to wake up.I open my eyes to see her leaning over me. I wonder briefly if this is going to be in my next nightmare. She smiles such a loving smile that you would never know she was crazy."Good morning, sweetheart," she says.I can't bring myself to respond, so I just smile. Her eyes light up at my response, thankfully telling me it's enough."I thought you might want to clean up a bit today," she says thoughtfully. "I've run a bath for you, and I'll help you wash."I don't relish the thought of having her present while I wash, but it's been a c
I realize I'm cuddling him post sex and I'm slightly mortified. I don't think this man has cuddle once in his life, I just can't see him being that guy. I brace myself on his shoulders and push myself up so I can try to get my balance and stand.Cass notices me trying to stand, so he stands from th
I sleep in Saturday morning and wake with the room already filled with sunshine. With the days being as short as they are at this time of year, I leave before the sun rises and return after it sets. I take time to enjoy the view before showering. I'm excited about enjoying a coffee while looking ou
We enjoy breakfast in companionable science. I don’t think either was expecting to have a mind-blowing orgasm so early in the morning and now our brains are rebooting. Unfortunately, our calm breakfast is interrupted when the elevator dings, announcing a visitor."Please tell me it's not Valentina,
She arrives at the office at 8am on the dot, ever the perfect employee. I feel like a puppy whose owner just came home. I want to go talk to her and figure out where her head is at with this whole situation, but I know that's not the right move. She'll come to me when she's ready.I also wait becau



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