“Dylan Ross…” She reached out and wrapped her hand from the nape of my neck. She pulls me to her, our faces inches closer to each other.“Swear your loyalty to me.”I couldn’t hold back my surprise. Her piercing eyes steady in mine, meaningful with a threat and warning.“I… you… you promised me.” Reminding her of her promise about my family. “I don’t break promises… unless you betray me.”I shook my head vehemently. “Never.”“Good. I’ll give you whatever you need, even whatever you want as long as you swear it.”“I swear it!” I said rather enthusiastically. I cleared my throat in embarrassment. “I mean yes.”For my family. Everything for them.She released a playful grin. Her fingers from the nape of my neck started stroking my hair. Warmth started to build from my belly.“Good boy.”---A few hours later, we arrived but it wasn’t in my apartment. I couldn’t ask Cara since she hastily stepped out of the car and immediately went inside the building. I stopped short, jaw dropping whe

He was surprised that someone, and a woman at that, interrupted him. He slowly put down his gun and turned to Cara who was still pointing a gun at him. The two matched their height.He scoffs. “I’m indeed surprised. A woman dared to point a gun at me. Who might you be?”Cara showed him one of her wicked smiles. “You should know. I mean you did steal from me.”He laughs in mockery when he realizes what she meant. “You? A woman in the mafia? Do not make me laugh, darling.”She grins. I see the glint of mischief in her eyes that pass by like a blur. “I figured.” She drawled.The movements were so quick that I almost didn’t see it. He waved his arm with an intention to swat her arm away that was holding the gun. He knew he failed when Cara shot him in his shoulder.Her smile widens. “Ah, ah, ah.” She looked down at him who was screaming and groaning in agony. Blood spurted towards the floor of my apartment as he hugged his deep wound.I knew her to be cruel but I never expected that she’d

I was shocked when I found out that Cara was related to the Ranallos. Not to mention the party we were going to was for Marco Ranallo, himself. It was his birthday. I had a hard time to recover when I found out that he was actually her uncle.When Cara stepped inside the mansion, she was met with a lot of embraces and kisses, the unending how-are-you’s. Everyone was so excited to meet her again that it got very boisterous and buoyantly chaotic for a moment. It seems she wasn’t able to come to their family gatherings for quite a while thus their initial reactions.There were a lot of guests and I heard they were all relatives. It was pretty obvious when they all looked like Italians, like her beauty. I was embarrassed for a minute thinking I might be the only one who’s an outsider. Cara introduced me as her assistant even though her cousin brother was staring at me like I’m some object of amusement. I’m actually kind of nervous and scared of what he might do to me since that night. Th

I stare at Amilia’s phone number since this morning after breakfast. I couldn’t have the heart to break the news to her. She was so excited yesterday. And now I have to ruin those expectations.Fuck. I really don’t have a choice.I gathered enough courage to finally swipe her phone number. A few rings later, her voice followed.“Dylan, hi!” Her soft angelic voice rang through my ears. The two are such polar opposites. Shit. It’s so inappropriate to compare them but I couldn’t help it and I don’t even know why. “Ugh, hi.” There’s hesitation as I speak. “Ami, listen, can we take a rain check tonight? I have a sudden emergency with my… other job.”“Oh.” She responded dejectedly. There was a short pause before she replied. “It’s okay. We can do it another time then.”“I’m so sorry, Ami.” I ruefully said.She giggles. “It’s alright. I know how much you give importance to your work. I mean there’s always next time. But I should expect a treat from you on that rain check, right?” She aske

She moves closer towards me. Her breasts almost peek out from the water. I try so hard to evade from seeing what lies beneath the translucent water. “Submissive yet bold.”I panic. “I… I-I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me-”The next thing I know, I feel her cold yet warm lips press against mine. Her hand is holding the back of my head forcing me to meet her kiss.I don’t need to be convinced of what to do. As much as I wanted to deny, I have desired her ever since I can remember. No matter how much I try to be a gentleman, I’m still a man after all.Our kiss was rushed, intense, deep and lustful. I could feel my manhood began to ache badly for her, straining against my pants wanting to be freed. Our lips and tongue fought for god knows what. The water waved synchronizing with our movement. I feel Cara rising from the tub while trying to dominate me. I withdrew from the kiss wanting to get her out of the tub. Cara’s eyes are hooded, still drunk from the drugs flowing through