“I trusted you, I thought you did too, what kind of joke is this, Luna? Do you know what it means to be married to a gangster? “She declares, shaking her head.“There is a lot of danger, I know father. But I love Aleksander. “I wish I could have told you this before, seriously,” I whisper with a wave of emotions in my soul that is difficult to deal with.“Why are you telling me now? “he says, breathing like a buffalo."Because..." I hold his gaze, although now the eye contact burns and tears my heart. I don't want to continue living like this, looking at you and deep down knowing that you don't know the truth. Dad, I just wanted to tell you because lying is like an avalanche that sooner or later was going to fall on us, it was better to avoid the surprise impact and say it now “ I lower my head and play with my hands “. I know mom should talk to you, but don't be hard on her.“You have no right, correction, they have no right to ask for compassion, they have lied to me. “This is unforg
“Hi Moon. Something has happened? “It's weird when you call me,” she adds, her tone not hiding her concern. She is surprised that I called her.“I need to tell you something, and no, of course I usually call you, why does he miss you? “I release taking a breath."I'm just saying," he remains silent for a moment.Every second counts, in one, everything will change... Not knowing how to know how to take it scares me.“Can you come? I know you have a lot of things to do, but it's urgent, Grace.“Oh really? You're scaring me, is it so serious that you can't tell me around here? “he says hesitantly”. You're making me nervous...His admission increases the nervousness in me. She's not the only one who feels this way."You should come, Grace." What I have to tell you is not easy to process, I must admit. But stay calm, the least I want is to see you upset. OK?“Did something happen to mom? “She asks quickly. A sob is heard.“No no, don't rush, we're fine. “Tell Dominic to come, he needs to be
Four Months Later…Aleksander passes through every part of my body in a way that turns me on in seconds. He knows that we are not alone, almost the whole family is outside, however, he doesn't give a damn about continuing the groping. Although it doesn't appeal to me that he stops. At this point I need long caresses from him.“Alek…"Just a moment and that's it..." he says, growling into my mouth.I wrap my hands behind his neck and brush his lips. If you want to continue, go ahead, but I can't stop thinking about my family, how embarrassing it would be if they listened to us."Stop, I would like more but it's not the right time, Aleksander," I scold him and separate myself from his lips completely.He makes a funny face, I roll my eyes.“Do not leave me like this."You look like a little boy, huh," I point out, shaking my head.He sighs resignedly."Good," he places each of his palms on each side of my enormous belly. It's only four and a half months, but it's huge. Sometimes I think
We all witness the moment when Dad kneels. Mom can't believe it and she covers her mouth. I cry in my place, Aleksander hugs me around the waist, tries to contain my emotion, but I'm already crying my eyes out. It's too much for me.“Elena, love of my life, I want you to be my wife, there is nothing and no one that can stop it. You are the best thing that has happened to me, in the midst of ups and downs or good and bad moments, love does not disappear, it is stronger than all the challenges we do not face. Today, in front of our children, kneeling before you, I ask you to agree to be my wife. Do you want to spend the rest of my life with me?"My God, of course," she exclaims overwhelmed, lets herself put on the beautiful ring and kisses him with love.Our ovation applauds them. I'm so happy. Then, after that kiss, what I least imagined happens, Aleksander goes and hugs his mother, he starts crying in her arms. We are all shocked by the scene, we dare not say anything. He looks like a
Although pragmatic, by day he is a correct being, apparently the prince charming that women look for in a fairy tale, being in reality insidious, because when the moon rises he is a crooked, frivolous man, he is dangerous, at night his dark side and the most evil desires take over his dark and relentless soul, unleashing all the demons in him.When a full moon looms in its dark sky, the Russian wolf is already on the prowl, ready to catch and devour its prey.The world does not know that the burly man in a tailored suit, formal and dictator, is indeed a fearless and tough being.When his father, the powerful Dimitri Konstantinov, a vengeful Russian, entrusts him with the task of going after the bastard daughter of his treacherous wife with a prominent businessman in Manhattan, Alek won't hesitate to tie up that loose end."Do not fall in love with Aleksander Konstantinov, because he is an imperious disaster, and hot as a volcano, but he is also the bullet that you do not want to see e
He drove full of rage, hatred and lack of control. A dangerous combination that raged inside him. The thirst for revenge against that cursed man intensified; His breathing became increasingly labored as he approached the agreed upon location, and the adrenaline was released, triggering a deranged desire, a terrible desire to finish off Luca with a single shot.The wolf would blow his brains out with one shot. No one ordered her to interfere in his affairs. He had Luna under her control, and he wanted her for himself, as her father had asked him to.Not in the hands of the enemy, in this case, the head of the Italian mafia.The girl was his, and tonight he would rescue her."I have arrived, if I have everything under control I don't want them to intervene, understand? Over," he spoke through the communicator."Understood, boss. Over.""I'll get out of the car, K71, change and get out," he warned.He dug the tires into the asphalt. Darkness reigned violently as he turned off the converti
Russia Moscow.In a cold, dark room, gagged and hurt, I fight and resist. I face the hurricane that shakes me, feeling even more vulnerable because I don't know my captor's intentions.I wrap myself in a thin quilt, trying to sleep despite the uncertainty. The mist is heavy, heavier than my eyelids that are reluctant to close. The silence is desolating, it crushes me and steals my breath. The air escapes and fears bare my soul, without a barrier or wall to protect me from danger.Nothing keeps me from extinction.Tears flow eagerly, the thickness of sadness floods my being. I don't think I can escape death. The last thing I remember was being hit violently, leaving me unconscious. Every muscle aches, I feel an indescribable pain that spreads through my back and squeezes my heart.I'm starving, I only remember putting crumbs in my stomach in the last few weeks, which is not enough to sustain me.I cry, the spasms do not stop, the intensity of the sensation is overwhelming, it burns crue
PresentI don't have time to reply. I feel the sting on my arm, again, almost instantly I begin to border on unconsciousness and finally I go into a deep darkness. The last thing I saw was his evil look and the hint of victory on his cyanide lips....I wake up abruptly, jumping immediately, because a bucket of icy water has been suddenly thrown at me. The cause is that damned Russian who won't stop shouting at the top of his lungs. I barely manage to find myself in a bathroom, not just any, this place is luxury everywhere. There is no longer a trace of that old room he was in. I'm naked, it's humiliating to be like this, exposed to the unfortunate... Aleksander? I think that's his name.I don't know if it's been a long time since the shadows of a forced dream caught me. The only thing I know about is damn torture on the part of my captor.“Enough! Why are you doing this to me?! “I blurt out trembling, I'm afraid I'll get hypothermia, although at this point nothing could be worse than