"Frank!" I yelled on top of my voice knowing I should leave to go get help but also not wanting to leave a hurt mam by himself. There was no way Frank would hear me even if I kept screaming on top of my lungs.
I tried to help Marcello sit on the floor. He was still coughing hard and his nose bleed was worsening. "Just sit right here, I'll be back in a second." My chest rose and fall as I turned to leave and get help.Frank and Bianca were laughing over something by the time I showed up. They turned to look at me and when they saw the panic on my face, Frank left her side to stand by me, "Hey, are you okay? Did he do something to you?" He ran his eyes all over me to find an anomaly. I wished that was honestly the case."No," I shook my head fast, "Marcello, he's hurt." I swallowed and left his side.Frank hurried with me to the room where Marcello was and by the time we got there, he was unconscious, sprawled across the floor with blood streaming dowhi guys, I see your reads, it would be nice if you left your comments so I know what you're thinking XO, mystery :)
"Morning babe." I stretched, sitting up in bed. It had been three months since Marcello died and that meant it had been three months since I'd been sleeping in this room every night but I was still yet to get used to the luxury of our bedroom. It still marveled me every single morning."Morning." Frank called back in a lazy voice, groaning as he said my name. He swung his arm around me as though we had nowhere to go.I gently slid his hand away and got to my feet, "come on babe, get up, we have places to be." I was attempting to move away when he held my wrist and forced me back down to the bed."Frank!" I chuckled at his behaviour.He opened his eyes and tried to settle himself on top of me. "Not even a little morning kiss.""Ew, your breath stinks." I said, dodging his kiss. When he leaned away from me, I planted a soft kiss on his lips and got to my feet, "you know we can't be lste for work." He groaned his disapproval and lazily got to his feet. I offered him a small smile, "come
When Frank left for work I decided to check on Bianca in her room where I knew she would be sitting on the bed with her iPad and her messy hair."Hey baby what's up?" I called after knocking and going in, closing the door behind me."Don't you have work to be at?" She rolled her eyes at me barely looking up from her iPad.I sat beside her on the edge of the bed, look baby girl I know you're upset but trust me dad is only trying to do what is best for us for you especially and on the bright side I decided to take today off working just so we could spend some time together so why don't you get yourself cleaned up and you and I just have some girl time." I spoke in an excited tone with hope that she would match my energy.I heaved a sigh, "Bianca you can't stop talking to me, OK what do you want to do?""I just want attention from my father is that too much to ask for, I'm just a child and he spends every single day of his life working and he doesn't listen to anything I want he thinks th
Getting to the ground floor and not minding all the stares that came with me running through the hallway, I waved the driver over. I knew it would take a good while before the elevator got to him again and he surely wouldn't want to embarrass himself by running after me in nothing but his boxers, knowing how well news spread like wild fire especially since everyone was interested in knowing what was happening to the Marcello brand after his death."Just take me home." I directed the driver. My head was fuming hot and a terrible headache had formed where my thoughts had been surrounded by what had just happened."Can you fucking drive any faster?" I groaned when I realised how slow he was being."Yes ma'am." He nodded and increased the speed. In this moment, I couldn't think about anything or anyone, not even Bianca even though at the back of my mind, I wished I could have taken her with me, she must have been so scarred to witness what had just occurred.I didn't wait for the driver t
I reread the same line over again, waiting for something to change. It wasn't possible that I was pregnant. I wanted to scream but I couldn't find my voice and I didn't even feel as bothered as I thought I'd feel.For some reason it felt like fate had intentionally played this card. Now I felt like I had another purpose. I never thought I'd be ready to carry a child but I felt satisfied even knowing it belonged to Frank. I had someone of my own to raise and love the way I wanted to.This meant that I needed to plan my life out as best as I could and as quickly as possible.I needed to hire my team and grow the millions I had in my bank account. If I spent too long, I would end up exhausting all that cash without making anything from it.Suddenly all my headache was gone and nothing mattered to me except Frank, I didn't want to bump into him at any time soon. I wanted him far away from my life and I couldn't even trust anyone at this point.I was going to work on leaving the country, s
"Fuck me harder, daddy." I moaned, gasping as my boyfriend rammed his cock into me, thrusting in and out. "I'm coming." I cried, feeling at peak pressure.We released at the same time and he went into me at least two more times before lying on the bed beside me.I attempted to get up to my feet, but he held my hand back, "where are you going Jane?""To clean up." I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "But we just got started, come on, wait another round with me." He whined but I only shook my head at him."I have to go to work, I shouldn't be late again." I stood up anyways, heading into the bathroom and ignoring all his calls for me. I rushed my bathe and went back into the room to put on a white floral gown, packing my brown hair into a bun on top of my head."You barely spend any time with me." He complained."Don't start with me this morning Dan." I tried to hold back from frowning, "I'm not leaving you to hang out with ra
"Shit." I widened my eyes. I would normally not care but even though dancing got me so much money, I needed the extra cash from babysitting and Frank just saw everything I did. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks. Without thinking twice, I waved a taxi over and got in not uttering any words to him. I'd seen him as the type of man to want to go home to his daughter with every chance he had. Why was he here tonight?*I got home to find Dan in the kitchen, making dinner. "Hey baby." He called with a smirk. He was shirtless and wearing his tight green boxers. That was his way of telling me he wanted to fuck me soon. I groaned internally because I was exhausted from today's work and just wanted nothing but to lay in bed."Hi." I picked a chicken nugget piece from a black tray and munched on it. My house was a one bedroom but I shared it with him even though I covered all the bills and living in New York, rent was hell. But it didn't matter because Dan treated m
"Fuck." I put my hand over my mouth while he held the area, his face going blank as he winced in pain. "I'm so sorry. Shit, you need to sit down." I tried to lead him back into the house but he was in too much pain to move.I slung his arm over my shoulder and he tried to resist but I pinned it down and left him back to the house. He was groaning and I just knew I'd lost my job. First, he'd seen me perform and now I was going to make him dickless.When he was seated on the couch, I looked around the room, "is there an ice pack or something I can use to make you feel better?" I sighed, "I'm really so sorry.""It's fine." He groaned the words out, "just leave me alone for a minute-""Dad?" Bianca came downstairs and looked at us. "What have you done to him?" She snapped at me, noticing the look of pain on Frank's face."It's okay my love." Frank faked a smile, "excuse us for a moment, okay?"Bianca glared at him for a second before
The bed I woke up to was super comfortable and I rolled over, wondering why Dan's leg was not strapped over me. I opened myself to a brown themed bedroom and sat up sharply, immediately regretting taking that action. I tried to remember where I was and it all came back slowly, I'd had too much too drink last night.My performer clothes were on and there was an oversized black t shirt over them."Shit." I picked my phone from beside me and I had over fifty texts and calls combined from Dan. Just great.The bathroom door came open and Frank walked in, a towel around his waist and he was drying his hair with a white towel. "You're up, finally.""Finally? What time is it?" I looked at my phone, it was almost 12 p.m."You're lucky I didn't have to go to work today else I'd have dropped you on the streets." He said, opening his small closet and bringing out a green shirt and black shorts."What happened?""You drank too much,"