MasukDAPHNE The ride back home was what you'd expect, silence, tension and unexpressed emotions. I didn't hate Uncle but I wasn't happy about what he did. He didn't listen to me nor did he ask me if I was happy about his decision he just did it and expected me to be happy about it.I didn't blame him though. I couldn't blame him, I mean who would want their child to be with a murderer and the leader of a mafia? Hell my father wouldn't have agreed to that but it wouldn't change how I felt about him. As stupid as it sounded, I was in love with my fiancée’s killer and there was nothing I could do about it…The silence grew thicker and so did my anger but I didn't show it. It wouldn't matter not when my husband was probably going to jail. As for the girls, Uncle told them to go home, he was very pissed at them for not telling him where I was especially since they knew how much he'd searched for me.“ Are you mad at me?” A question which he knew the answer to but yet he asked.“ Of course I am
DAPHNE When we finished, I cleaned myself up, although with trembling hands because Alex refused to look away, his lips playing with a smirk. I tried to avoid his gaze but the heat of his eyes lingered, taking the air from my lungs. His hand touched my hair, lightly but it was enough to make my nerves go haywire. “ You taste good, Cara Mia.” I was tempted to ask how good I tasted but I knew it would only to result to more teasing so I kept shut and just blushed. He pulled his hand back and continued on his phone as though he didn't spent the last hour undoing me with his touches.That thought made desire scorch between my thighs like a flame, immediately I clamped my legs tight and picked my phone too focusing on other things even though Alex remained at the back of my mind, lingering, doing things— making me lose focus.The AC was on but I could barely feel it not when my entire body was still on fire and Alex was just sitting inches away from me with those perfect eyes, gorgeous h
DAPHNE We’d arrived safely and were now on our way home. After Alex's weirdly reassuring words, I slept better and this time without Rico coming to mind till the end of the flight. The feeling that someone was with me, watching me, protecting me made me feel safe and that was something I didn't expect to feel from someone like Alex who murdered daily like it was a hobby and cursed as much as he breathed.I chucked lightly at the thought at returned my gaze to the open window taking a lung-ful of Italian air. The nostalgia hit me like a brick— it'd only been a few weeks but I'd missed Italy so much. The exotic scents, the warm and gentle breeze although now, the warmth had vanished, giving chance for the cold winter air.I turned to Alex whose gaze happened to be on his cellphone as he texted furiously at someone. I tried hard to ignore him but my plans failed when his groans and grunts became too much to handle. “ Is everything okay?” I asked.Immediately the frown cleared off his f
DAPHNE The door broke open, a gust of wind rushed in, pushing me to the ground— I covered my eyes, crawling to the corner of the bathroom. At first I heard mumbles and then I felt something firm wrap around my wrist tugging me gently. His scent rushed in first, then his voice came, crystal this time. “ Cara Mia,” his voice was soft, warm and low as though speaking any higher could hurt me. “ Shush, it's okay. I'm here, don't cry anymore.” Slowly, I opened my eyes, meeting his blue ones.It wasn't as cold as I remembered, his gaze was much softer, much more comforting and my barbed nerves loosened as an exasperated breath ran out my lungs. I wrapped my hands around him, crumbling into a mess of sobs and hiccups. He took it all, he didn't let go as I sobbed into his arms. His hands brushed against my hair lightly as he repeated kissed my hair, mumbling calming words.“ You'll be okay,” he said as he tightened his hold around me. We stayed there for minutes although it felt hours then
DAPHNE I traced the lip gloss over my lower lip, finishing my makeup routine, my eyes slid down my lips to my neck, the portion of skin glowing a bright shade of red— evidence of Alex's engravings last night. My face burned as I tore my gaze from the mirror. The mental image of Alex ramming into me, muttering sinful things into my ears grazed my mind but the thought was gone as soon as it came. “ Are you ready?” Alex asked, his voice peeking through the bathroom door.I'd rushed in here and showered before he woke up to avoid looking at him. Knowing him, he was going to tease me throughout our flight back home and now he was standing inches away from me with only thing between us; a wooden door and I was sure that couldn't do anything to protect me from him. He wasn't even in here yet and he was already stealing my breath.“ Almost done.” I managed, blood rushing to my face, my cheeks hurting from smiling so much. Foundation wasn't helping. “ You can't wash my touches from your skin
CHAPTER 48DAPHNE His gaze remained gummed to my skin, his eyes sparkled with lust, My gaze shifted downwards as I gaped at my body but I didn't see anything wrong— my towel was tightly wrapped around my chest and I was sure the only thing seductive about my look was my cleavage but why did he look like he saw something more? Maybe he did?Curiousity tied knots in my stomach. As I couldn't stop myself from wondering what he was thinking about— what he saw that made him look at me that way.“ Alex? Is everything okay?” I said, my hands planted over my boobs.“ Nothing is okay, Cara Mia.” The door slammed with behind him, the wind brushing against my skin— my feet stayed rooted to the ground as he walked to me, his eyes burning with a certain kind of intensity— one that burned deep and consumed everything in its path.“ What do you mean?” I rasped, my voice breaking as the air seemed to hot to breath and too thick to ignore.“ You're tempting my Cara Mia, slipping out of the bathroom l
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