NICOLE
“UNCLE GIOVANNI?”The need to run to him was great but my legs remain rooted. The man in front of me wasn’t the same man who’d come to our living room with a bunch of goodies for me and called me his sweet little niece.No, he wasn’t.The man in front of me was something far darker. His eyes glided down my cleavage and remained there the corners of his mouth stretching to a smirk. I stood there feeling as intimidated and as naked as ever. His hooded eyes had this gaze that made me swallow an invisible lump with fear.“You even more beautiful than I remember”, he commented standing up from the overpriced couch, his eyes never leaving mine for a second. The man who’d hit me earlier took a few steps back leaving me under the scrutiny of my supposed not blood related uncle who eyed me like a butcher in a slaughter house.“Uncle Giovanni—I-I don’t understand what’s happening but please let me go. Daddy will apologize for whatever he’s done” Because suddenly everything was clicking into place. Giovanni was the bad man Cannon talked about. My dad had gotten into some bad shit with Giovanni.“Who did that to you?” he ignored my statement inching towards me and placing his finger on my already sore jaw.I flinched at the touch of his hand and at the coldness of his thumb pad on the jaw that stung like the Dickens.“Please”“I’ll take care of you, pet. You hear me? I’ll take care of you”Then without looking back, he raised his pinkie and one of the bodyguards took out his rifle shooting the man who’d punched me earlier. My skin turned to gooseflesh as I glanced over my shoulder looking at another horrific scene of someone murdered.Only, unlike Nance the body lying in a pool of its own blood had a missing part of his head. The inked Viking bodyguard had literally blown another man’s brains to bits. With a lot of concern and my pulse in my mouth, I glanced at the man who’d pulled the trigger.He was even bigger than Cannon, probably six feet and a half, and a whole lot scarier. Like pennywise in John Cena’s body scarier.“No one hurts you except me. You hear me, beautiful?” Uncle—God he wasn’t even my uncle for fuck’s sake.He was the man after my dad planning to kill me to settle a stupid score.Petrified beyond anything, I let Giovanni take my hand. I let him kiss the back of my hand as if he was some gentleman I was in love with.“Flames, call someone to clean this shit up”The guy who’d pulled the trigger grunted before moving past the slider windows to the backyard that had guards circling the house like soldier bees protecting the hive.“Come on, love. Let’s get you cleaned up”, Giovanni said pulling my hand towards the hall that held one of the rooms I was put in earlier.I wasn’t stupid enough to walk with him God knew where. I wasn’t stupid enough to walk away with my kidnapper some place where there weren’t guards. I’d seen that look in his face men had. I’d seen him glance at my chest then at my body as if I were a bountiful meal.“No!” I screamed louder than necessary alerting the one guard who was standing behind us.“Stand down Santino. She’s a bit spooked but nothing I can’t fix”“Please—please let me go”, I begged for the umpteenth time but the damn bastard reached for my face swiping loose strands from my face.“I’m afraid I can’t do that, amor. I’ve been dreaming of this day for years you know”“Please don`t do this. Daddy will fix everything”“He’s already fixed everything, amor. He gave you to me, you are mine”Bitter bile rose up my throat and I felt like throwing up in my mouth. I wasn’t stupid not to understand what he meant and again I wasn’t stupid to believe my own dad would sell me to anyone like him or much less sell me!“You don’t what you are talking about. My dad wouldn’t sell me to a monster like you and even if he did, I’m not that low of a woman to accept a man like you”, I scathed yanking my hand away from him like I should have done in the beginning.“A monster?” he laughed. A laugh so cynical that had my bravery dimming down like steam by the minute.“Santos. Leave us”And the guy behind us left without as much as glancing back.Before I could say something belittling to the man in front of me, the air I didn’t know I was holding got snatched away from me. His hand sunk into the column of my throat and my eyes dimmed trying to breath, trying to beg for my life but the only thing that came out was a wheeze.“Me llamas monstruo? I’ll show you what a monster looks like”, he thundered, his cigarette breath on my neck.My heart in my mouth, my throat in agony, my legs weak, I shed pathetic tears glancing up the ceiling.Then he did what I didn’t expect him to do. I wanted to be dead not…His one free hand played with the waistband of the sweatpants I had on and I tried to squirm under him. Yanking them down my feet as if they were nothing, the cold air hit my bare ass and I shuddered with humiliation and anguish.No, this wasn’t happening. Cannon was coming for him but where was he? Where was he when the brute of a man in front of me run his plump fingers against my sex.“All naked and waiting for me, amor. All this mine? I’m a lucky man and ill show you just how lucky I feel”Cannon wasn’t coming. This was my fate and like the loser I had been for my entire life, I stood still.I stood still with fear and spite for myself.His thumb touched my clit and he pressed harder wiggling it until a harsh breath left my lips. My legs became numb, fear ate at my sides until I couldn’t do anything but stare ahead into nothingness, fat tears spilling from eyes.Still not giving a fuck whether he choked me to death or not, he issued a command,“Spread your legs for me baby”I didn’t. I wanted him to finish me. I wanted him to get angry and kill me. His hand still rubbing my mound, he slapped my inner thighs forcing my legs open and I knew this was it.I could feel his slimy finger at my entrance, I could see his mouth opening up to say something but I didn`t hear what. My brain had already gone numb.Before he pushed his finger inside of me, hot warm liquid spattered across my face and I shut my eyes my mind registering the fact that a shot had echoed in the air.Opening my eyes frightfully, I gazed at the limp body next to me.Giovanni, dead.Standing by the slider windows, a rifle in hand, heavy padded boots on the ground and a Kevlar vest covering his chest, was the person who’d shot Giovanni at the back of his head without as much as an ounce of remorse showing on his face.“We have to move”, his voice soared and I blinked back tears,“Cannon”And everything fucking turned black as myriads of shots wafted in the air like rain drops.CANNONKILL HIM FOR A SECOND TIME.I felt like killing that piece of shit for a second time as I glanced at her sleeping in my bed like a fucking princess and not the spoilt brat I knew of.I had fucked up the mission but I didn’t give a shit because Giovanni Vincenzo was six feet under. Taking down the sixteen guards at his compound was like a piece of fucking cake.Giovanni was a fool by hiring rookies who couldn’t hold their damn rifles well. Once I got a clear shot, I had shot him. I didn’t give a fuck if Flames wanted to be the one to end the damn bastard’s life or not.The minute I saw his dirty as fuck hands on her, my anger flared and I did the one thing I had come to do in his compound. Shoot his ass.My phone rang and I hesitantly picked it up leaving the bedroom.“What?”“How’s she?”Bad. Worse. Still unconscious.“Fucker didn’t do much damage to her”, I said scrubbing a hand over my face.“Got some bad news, Cannon”When was there not bad news?“One guard escaped. Berkely i
NICOLEMADE THE MISTAKE OF TOUCHIN YOU.Whatever guilt that had eaten me for the past few minutes dissipated into thin air as I glanced at the man in front of me.His gaze unwavering, his dark eyes closed in on me, I felt weak and intimidated. He was mere inches from me and I could smell his aftershave as well as his scent of musk and exotic spice and sex.Oh God, he oozed pleasure, passion, lust...whatever women felt when they spasmed under a man’s touch.I hated him for killing someone for me and I hated myself for bringing a man like him into my life. He didn’t need to be caught with the likes of men like Giovanni and he didn’t need my shit into his life.I was mad that our time together was coming to an end because believe it or not staying with him and challenging him had done me some good. He listened to me when I spoke, he gave me the attention I needed and maybe just maybe, that’s why I was acting like this.He saved me and right now, right here he had declared he didn’t like a
CANNONI’VE NEVER fingered myself. The fuck?She was a fucking virgin? It didn’t take a genius to figure out she was. For the first time since she stood in front of me, I freaking got tongue-tied. Nicole Montenegro, a virgin?I didn’t know whether to back off or to do what my dick was telling me to and fuck her real good. Except, I didn’t fuck virgins. I didn’t do the whole blood thing or assuring a female that it was going to be okay when it wasn’t going to.But fucking through a tight pussy messed with my head. I wanted to be the first one for her as messed up and as crazy as that seemed.“Callan. We don’t have to- ““Anyone ever been inside you?”Her languid eyes gazed at me and she nodded in denial, her cheeks beetroot red and fuck, that was hot.“No”Great. Fucking great because I felt privileged to be the first man to be inside her.“Why?”Her lips quavering with embarrassment, I placed my finger under her chin leveling my eyes with hers.“You saving it for someone special?”I a
NICOLE“TAKE A BREATH”, he instructed and I took one long inhale as the sharp pain that had appeared out of nowhere got replaced by something entirely unquenchable.Our eyes locked, he shoved deeper. His thick finger started moving inside of me and I moaned loudly like I hadn’t before.“You fucking like that?” he growled and I moved against his finger like a runner in her first fucking million-dollar marathon.My clit throbbed and Cannon was there to make sure I ripped apart in his arms till I was one hot mess. I felt myself about to erupt, I felt his finger drive me to the edge, I was about to-“Don’t”, he warned and I bit my lip in frustration knowing what he meant.“You fucking come when I tell you to come and it sure as hell isn’t now”, he growled before his lips once more left hot kisses against my neck.He bit me, he sucked my skin like it was this sweet nectar he couldn’t get enough of and every time I felt like convulsing and spasming under his touch. When his hot mouth took on
CANNONMOTHERFUCKING FUCK.Fucking temptation is what she was.I never fucking kissed chicks or came in them or rode them bare for that matter.But fucking it all to hell, I had become a man unrecognizable to myself and God damn it, I didn’t regret shit.I wanted to come inside her all-day hell all night or forever for fucking sake. Her head cocked to the side, her innocent eyes took their fill of me and it ate up my six. I smashed my lips with hers, my dick growing painfully hard inside her again.I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fucking dominate this little body of hers to oblivion.I had had a taste and as perverse as I was, I wanted to fuck her again.Women were my freaking kryptonite long before my asshole of a father taught me what being a man meant. I fucked women and I fucked them hard. I made them submit to me and I lay out all my frustrations in fucking and in giving them mind blowing orgasms but with Nicole?Shit with Nicole? It wasn’t about me cooling off but about me sho
NICOLEI’M SORRY NIX.My body stilled and bitter tears fell down my cheeks in streams. I clutched Luke’s shirt tightly wailing, shrieking, letting out all the pain I felt jabbed in my heart.He was gone, just like that.I was an orphan. I was alone. Mom was gone because of me and dad? The stinging feeling inside my heart told me that I was the cause of dad’s death. He was dead. Lifeless. Soulless. And he had left me behind.“I-I want to see…him”, I struggled to say raising my eyes to the man who had once offered me comfort and love before he broke my heart into a million pieces.His eyes a perfect mix of hazel and green, his hair more lush and brown giving him a pretty boy look, he nodded as if understanding what I was going through. As if just for once he wanted to be with me and actually missed me!His hands cradled my wet cheeks and I snorted feeling a whole barrel of emotions choke my throat. I couldn’t fucking breath.His touch against my skin, we held eyes and he smiled at me so
CANNON“I'M I DOING IT RIGHT, baby?”She wasn’t. She fucking wasn’t and I didn’t have it in me to teach her how to suck dick. Her mouth around my length she slurped on it, her hands clumsily holding my balls like they were fucking lemons.Still, being in the gracious mood I was, I let her do it. I had had blue balls for about a month now. Not fucking had not only messed me up but accelerated my rage.She was everywhere I fucking went. Her words piercing my heart over and over again so much that I couldn’t see myself with another woman but her. Nicole Montenegro ruined my life because I couldn’t forget her.But now I had some pretty good reason to forget her. Blaze sent me some pictures weeks ago. In my silly attempt of trying to check up on her given her father’s demise, I had been the bigger fool.I never hurt her because she fucking had a fiancé before I even fucked her.The pictures of them kissing confirmed it and I felt like a moron running after a woman who had used me to have a
NICOLEIT HAD ALL BEEN a blur really.Lucas Hawkins my first boyfriend in high school had promised me so much. By then I was a teenage girl obsessed with finding the right guy and going to prom and share my first kiss there. Come on every girl dreamt of that.I dreamt of that with Luke. I was ready to give up everything for him, I was ready to lose my virginity to him. Rumors spread but I didn’t fucking care about them.Luke wasn’t with me because my dad was some rich business magnate. No, Lucas loved me. He fucking loved me and that was where I was wrong.My dad being the big asshole he was back then made sure to show me that Lucas didn’t love me for me but because of my family name.Five hundred thousand dollars. That’s how much my dad offered him to leave me and move so far away that we didn’t see each other. Lucas fucking took the deal and left my eighteen year old self picking up the pieces of my broken heart.Fast forward to now, my life was one fucking irony. The same dad who d