Poor Yanna, she can't even get a break for one day! Anyways....like, comment and voteđ
*SLAP!* *SLAP!* *SLAP!* âOh gosh!...â Yanna moans out as she bounces on Enzo. Their hips move in union, grinding against each other in a desperate search for release. Enzoâs brows scrunches in pleasure as he feels Yanna tighten against him harshly. He hisses in pleasure. âFuckkkâŚ..yeah, baby.â Delicious shivers litters Yannaâs body as he feels the familiar tug in her belly. She increases her pace and leans down to capture Enzoâs lips. âMmh!â She moans against his lips as he increases his pace, jotting up into her while groping her ass as leverage. âIâm about to cum.â She rasped against his lips. They both moan while grinding harshly against each other for their release. Yannaâs toes curl as her orgasm rips out of her so suddenly with her jaws slacking in the process. Enzo jerks harshly, spurting his cum into her with a deep groan. On cue, the shrieking sound of their six months old son sounds through the baby monitor. Yanna chuckles softly against Enzoâs f
Enzo âWait, w-wait please!â Victor yells and scrambles back in fear. I cock my head to the side and watch his disgusting face filled with fear, my eyes scan down to his arms and the thought of him putting his hands on Yanna flashes into my head. I notice a sledge hammer at the far end of the warehouse and with a snap of my finger, my men brings it to me. âYou put your hands on my wife.â I state roughly. Victor gulps and scrambles to his kneels. âI-it was a foolish mistake on my partâŚ..I-I would never do such a thing again!â Donatello snickers and eyes Victor. âBullshit.â I crouch down to his height, giving him a blank expression. âYou donât have a choice again, I warned you didnât I?â He shakes his head as his fearful expression changes into that of pure anger. âYouâve got to be fucking with me, Iâm an Ivanov dammit!â My lips stretches into a smirk as I rise back to my full height, weighing the sledge hammer in my arms. âYouâre a fucking psycho that deserves
Enzo I place a kiss on Yannaâs forehead as she sleeps through the night. It was time to permanently get rid of the problem that has been taunting us for some time now. Alonzo grabs my arm. âWhy donât you wait until everything is settled before dealing with Roberto?â he whispers. âMy son was born prematurely, my wife is in a lot of pain because of that and youâre telling me to wait?â I clench my jaw in anger. He sighs and guides me out if the VIP hospital room. âI understand how you feel but donât you think that this decision might be too drastic?â I snicker and cock my head to the side. âI didnât want to tell you butâŚ..Roberto has been behind everythingâŚ. Rossi and Matteoâs death.â His brows scrunch in confusion. âWhat do you mean behind Rossi and Matteoâs death?â I let out a sigh. âHe ordered Rossi to get rid of MatteoâŚ..he said this himself yesterday.â Alonzoâs expression changes to that of distraught as he takes a few steps back. âM-my own blood could do such
Yanna *BEEP* *BEEP* The sickening sterilised smell, that is the first thing I notice once I become conscious. My eyes still feel too heavy to open but I can feel the dull aching on my body. I let out a whimper as memories of Victor flashes into my head, the annoying beeping seems to increase as panic floods my system. âMaâm, its okay youâre in the hospital, you had an emergency C-section done.â A woman stated frantically. My eyes shoots open at the word if âC-sectionâ but it quickly closes back by the blinding lights of the room I lay in. âBaby, itâs okay.â I hear Enzoâs voice which comforts me a little. I feel him place a kiss on my knuckles while I try to blink my eyes open to adjust to the lights of the room. His face was a little bit blurry with his brows scrunched in worry and bloodshot red eyes that looks like he had been crying. âHeyâŚ.â He mumbles. I clear my throat from the dryness. âO-our babyâŚ..i-is he okayâŚ.â I mange to mumble out hoarsely. My h
Enzo âLet go of him Enzo.â I quickly turn to the voice of Roberto behind me, a few of his men stood behind him armed and the familiar tattoos on their body. A smirk makes itâs way to my lips and I abruptly fire a shot to Victor's shoulder with makes him to wail in pain. âYou fucker!â he groans âEnzo!â Roberto yells. I turn to him. âWhy the fuck are you here?â He steps up the rest of the stairs, scanning my injured form. âGo back home, youâre in no shape to start this.â He proceeds to make his way over to Yannaâs room but I shoot and the bullet fires just beside his head. âWeâre not done talking.â I state firmly. His men points their gun towards me but Roberto waves them off. âI donât have the for this Enzo-â Thundering footsteps are heard as my men surround Roberto and his men suddenly which makes a smirk to appear on my lips. âYou should be wise and behave right now.â I state smugly Roberto scowls at my men and turns to me. âI shouldâve gotten rid o
Enzo My heart raced in fear of something happening to Yanna as I point the gun at Igor who looks confused and pissed off. âWhat the hell, Bernadi.â He scowls. I clock the gun. âTell me where the fuck is Victor!â His men rush in with loaded guns pointing our way but Igor halts them with a wave of his hand. âLast time I tracked him down, he took his chip out so I really donât know where he is.â Igor states. âBullshit.â I storm over to Jim, not caring for the gun pointing my way. My fist clamp on his shirt tightly. âTell me where he is or Iâll blow up your sea port in Russia.â He scoffs and attempts to release my fist but it doesnât budge. âDonât be carxy Brrnadi, my sea port is highly secured thereâs no way you couldâve had the time to send your men over there to plant bombs.â It was my turn to smirk. âWant to bet, Ivanov?â I wasnât stupid to head over to Igorâs warehouse without something to use as collateral. My men in Russia had already planted the bomb a
Yanna I let out a groan from the soreness of my joints, memories of being kidnapped flashes into my head which causes my eyes to open abruptly but I quickly squint them shut from the blinding lights of the room. My hand unconsciously palms my belly, checking for any sign of injury or the movement of the baby. I let out a sigh of relief when I feel a kick and try to open my eyes again. I notice the change of my outfit, Iâm in a light blue hospital outfit laying on what seems to be like a bed with my right and left ankles chained to either side of the bed. Fear struck me like lightning as I wiggled my feet but the chains were too tight to even move them. The memory of Sunny being shot flashes into my head as tears streams down my eyes. âWhere is this place?â I mumble to myself and sit up slowly. The room is proclain white with nothing else in it except the bed Iâm chained to, it looks like asylum rooms that they used in the movies. The door was a rusty metal one with on
Yanna âAre you sure that youâre going to be okay going alone?â Enzo asks for like the tenth time. I roll my eye in frustration. âYes, Enzo youâve been asking this and Iâll stick to my answer.â He sighs and tucks in his shirt. âOkay, Iâll have Sunny and Donatello go with you.â âEnzo Iâm going to the doctors not a war groundâŚ.I donât need so much protection.â I state. âFine, Sunny will go with you and thatâs final.â He places a kiss on my head. I let out a sigh but nod as I get my purse to head out. âyouâre seeing Igor today right?â âYeahâŚ.I have to see him before he leaves for Russia.â He leaves the room while I finish getting ready to head out. My hand unconsciously caresses my swollen belly, he has grown much the past few weeks Iâm so sure heâs going to be a chunky baby. I head down to see Sunny cleaning her gun on the kitchen counter. âDo you really need to bring that?â She looks up and nods. âYes, with the huge threat of Victor, I definitely need to bri
Yanna I storm after Enzo, hot on his heels as he paces over to the garage. âEnzo, you must be crazy!â He clicks on the carâs remote and the car beeps to unlock. Luckily I reach to the car just before he could open it just for me to shut it back. âYanna, please.â Heâs pissed but so was I. I cock my head to the side. âIâm not letting you barge over to RobertoâsâŚ.its a foolish plan and you know it.â He clenches his jaw with glossy eyes as he tried to hold back his tears which breaks my heart, I know just how much he cared for Matteo. âThat bastardâŚ..he is behind Matteoâs death.â He groans out and kicks the tires of the car in anger. I place my hand on his arm in a comforting manner. âWe donât know that for sureâŚit was just a guess.â He lets out a breath and runs his hand through his hair. âIâm gonna kill that bastard.â I nod and make effort to guide him back into the house. âOkayâŚ.but please letâs just plan out what we need to doâŚ.I-I canât loose you this way-â