"Babe, are you not attracted to me?" Sylvia questioned innocently and Anthonio raised a brow. "You know I do. I love everything about you," "Then what's stopping us from Having sex?" She asked in an unfamiliar voice and He swallowed hard. "Silvia, I wouldn't want to hurt you and you know the consequences.... " "Damn the consequences, babe, my family has no right over me. I want you. I am ready to give you my body and virginity," She said holding him against herself, and Anthonio smiled. Silvia Winfold and Antonio Parker's love for each other became the building block of their family's long-time unending rage and hatred for each other. Silvia was ready to defile her family for the boy he loved, A decision that would cost them a lot since the horrific past experiences between their family were unfixable. Anthonio had always wanted to know the mystery behind his father's death since his mom had always shunned any word about his father's identity with a make-to-believe story that he had died after his conception while she also tried to hide her real identity as a notorious gangster from her son. With the pain The winfold had inflicted on Monalisa Parker in the past there was no way she would ever want anything to do with them except for cooperation for vengeful Revenge on Bruno Joe, Antonio's father who must remain dead for hurting her. Will Sylvia and Antonio be able to pull through the consequences and damnation that must accompany their love?
View MoreSYLVIA'S POV, "I'm sorry, miss," Raynold said, his voice as hard as granite. "I cannot allow that."The finality of his statement hung heavy in the air, suffocating me with its weight. He straightened his spine and fixed his gaze on a distant spot, unwilling to meet my eyes, as I pleaded with him,I pleaded with Reynolds, desperation bleeding into my voice. "Please, I won't take long. He's here already, waiting outside. Just give us a few minutes, I beg of you.".I knew I had to press more if I wanted him to bend a little, how could I let go of the perfect opportunity to spend some time with Antonio, when I had carefully drafted out my plans, I had lied to both my father and stepbrother about stepping out to get something downtown."Reynolds, we're still friends right?" I said, looking into his eyes, even though his eyes were far from mine, "At least I know I don't see you as just my guard," I paused, allowing it to sink in, I knew eliciting his pity was one way to get him to bend
BRUNO'S POV,The incident from earlier kept replaying in my mind filling me with worry, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what would have happened if Monalisa hadn't shown up in time, As I dwelled on that, my mind went back to her proposal, I kept weighing the weight of her words and the implications, that would mean me going back to my vomit, even as I tried to find a good reason to change my conviction, I was yet to lay my fingers on any, making me skeptical about it all."Daddy!" Isabella called me back to the present, which made me fix my gaze on her in response,"Is anything the matter?" She asked in her small shrill voice, "You've been pacing about since we got home, you look worried." She added, making me realize I was standing right in the middle of the room,"Oh Bell! It's nothing, your daddy is not worried at all." I responded forcing a smile to my face in an attempt to dissuade her from her conviction,"No Dad, you're worried, it is written all over your face," sh
Twenty-five years earlier, Monalisa's pov, One month had passed since my relationship with Bruno crumbled, and every day felt like an eternity. I missed him with an almost physical pain, an all-consuming longing. I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't focus on anything. My days were spent in a haze of grief and regret, wondering what I could have done differently, and how I could have prevented this from happening. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find a way to make things right again, except I was ready to go against Don Pablo and risk Bruno's life. The realization that Bruno was unwilling to compromise, that he would not bend his desire for the sake of our relationship, was devastating. It was a painful reminder that sometimes, no matter how much we want something to work, it just isn't meant to be. And as much as I wished we could find a way to make it work, I knew deep down that he was not ready to make the sacrifices I needed him to make. It was a bitter pill to swa
Twenty five years earlier Bruno's Pov, The mission was fraught with peril from the very beginning, and the slightest miscalculation could have spelled disaster. We were racing against the clock, knowing that the slightest misstep could result in our capture. It was a game of cat and mouse, with the stakes higher than ever before. And just when we thought we had made it out unscathed, the police appeared out of nowhere, nearly foiling our plans and threatening to end it all. But somehow, we managed to slip through the net and escape with our lives, our hearts pounding and our nerves frayed. It was a close call, and one we would not soon forget. I had promised myself that if we made it through the next two operations, I would leave the gang and start a new life with Monalisa. Despite Don's selfish and self-centered nature, I was determined to break free from his control and forge my path. But the thought of leaving everything I had known behind was daunting, and the risk of failure l
Twenty five years Earlier, Monalisa pov,As I lay there, my head resting on Bruno's bare chest, I felt a sense of calm and contentment wash over me. I wanted to stay in that moment forever, with nothing to break the spell. I felt loved and protected, surrounded by the steady rise and fall of his chest. It was as if we were in our little world, cut off from the outside chaos. All that mattered was the two of us, wrapped in a cocoon of love and understanding. I could feel Bruno's heart beating steadily beneath my head, and it was like a soothing rhythm, calming my own heart and mind. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to drift into a state of blissful relaxation. I knew that this moment would be with me always, a moment of perfect tranquility and contentment. But as I drifted off into this peaceful state, I felt a pang of sadness. Reality dawned on me. I knew that this moment could not last forever and that the outside world would eventually intrude again. I wanted to hold onto this f
Bruno's pov, I watched Monalisa's face as she sucked on my hardened cock, she was paying close attention to my reactions. She was so focused on pleasing me, and I felt overwhelmed by her sincerity and determination. Every movement she made was precise and purposeful, and I felt like I was melting under her touch."More lip and tongue, less teeth," I said, my voice breathy. She complied, adjusting her technique. Her focus on my cock was intense, and it felt like she was reading my body and my mind. it was like she was intent on giving me exactly what I needed. Her passion was intoxicating, and it drew me in like a magnet. As I stood up and helped her to her feet, I was struck by how beautiful she was. I could feel my pulse quicken as I looked at her, i couldn't take my eyes off her. "You are so stunning," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. She smiled, and I could see a blush spreading across her cheeks. I reached out and touched her face, and she leaned into my hand, closing
Twenty-five years earlier, Monalisa's pov, As I drove to Bruno's house, a cocktail of emotions swirled inside of me. There was anticipation and excitement, but also a hint of nervousness. I had never been with a man like this before, and I wasn't sure what to expect. But I knew that I wanted to experience everything he had to offer.I was finally going to have real sex for the first time with Bruno, the butterflies in my stomach turned into a swarm as I thought of what was to come. Bruno was the man I loved, the one I had waited for my whole life. And now, finally, I was about to experience the ultimate expression of our love for each other. I felt a sense of anticipation and joy that was almost overwhelming. I couldn't wait to be with him. Furthermore, I bit my lower lip as my lips curved in a smile, wondering what Bruno would think about the skimpy red dress I was wearing under my trench coat. He was used to seeing me dressed in Jeans and a masculine shirt as one of Don Pablo's
Monalisa pov,As we spoke, the animosity I had carried for Bruno throughout the years only deepened. It's becoming clearer to me why nobody could have recognized Bruno after all these years; he was a shadow of his former self, with an abundance of beard all over his face making him appear even older. He was so scarcely recognizable. "If Don Pablo had known of the winfold plan to kill Martins, would he have come after them?" Bruno questioned cutting off my thought. "Martins was not a member of the gang. Although rumor has it that Don wanted him back and that was the reason he sent him to you,""Don sent Martins to me?" Bruno gave me a shocked look and I nodded. "He never mentioned it to you?" I questioned."He did but never told me Don sent him. Now I know why they got him killed, I'm sure they saw him with Don," Bruno grunted. The death of Martin was never part of the whole plan as usual Bobby Winfold has shown his cowardice again by going against our bargain. He promised to threa
Bruno's pov.It's been one week since Martin's demise and I still couldn't let go of the hurt his thoughts brought me. Even though I failed him by not being able to protect him when he needed me, I was glad I could fulfill his long-time wish to be buried in Choco his hometown. Isabella handled the news of his demise with so much maturity even though it was obvious she missed me as much as I do. For the past week, I had locked the coffee shop in honor of my late friend. If Martins was alive, he wouldn't want that, he believed in not wallowing yourself in sorrow and regret no matter what happened. I resumed work that morning after dropping Isabella at school. I tried to pretend all was okay like Martins would advise but deep down my spirit was down. As I walked toward one of the customer's tables to serve him his order, I saw the same black car that had zoomed past me the day Martin died. The moment he got to where I was standing, the masked man lowered his screen and stared at me,
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