Antonio“Come here.”For a moment she just stared at me and I didn't think she’d comply, but then she shifted, turned her body toward me and came closer. I balanced my weight on my elbow as I looked down at her. Her fingers were curled into fists in the bedsheets and she was as still as a statue.Bringing my free hand up, I caressed her cheek, my fingers trailing down the side of her throat to the swell of her breásts. I marvelled at how soft her skin was and the way it broke out in goosebumps at my soft touch. I so wanted to pluck at her red nîpples but instead I leaned down and took one engorged bud into my mouth. She arched up, her breásts thrusting into my face as I sucked on the first and then second nîpple, giving each of them equal treatment. Sûcking and pulling on them with my lips and caressing them with my tongue.I wrapped my arm around her and after a beat, she turned into my body in a half embrace. My côck throbbed between us, jumping at the contàct of her warm body. She

EricaI didn’t know how much time passed as I stood in front of the floor to ceiling windows looking out at the cloudy sky. There was no sun in sight and the chilled glass against my palm told me the weather was only going to get colder later. My gaze snagged on the dark escalade and I could only make out the men in dark uniforms stepping out of it but I didn’t pay them any attention as I heard a buzzer going off near the door.I turned to look just in time to see Antonio coming out of the bedroom, fully dressed in a black suit with a black shirt underneath, completing the look with his black Italian leather shoes and diamonds on his cufflinks. He looked ready to be photoshopped into a GQ magazine or on Vogue’s front cover. The sight of him made my stomach clench, remembering last night when he had laid down beside me and made me come with his fingers as if he wanted to give me comfort with his gentle touch.He made his way straight to the door and typed the code in to allow whoever w

AntonioI stalked inside the bedroom, unable to look at her any longer after what she just said to me. My rage knew no bounds at that moment. I was so fûcking furious but I didn’t know at whom. It wasn’t her, that much I knew. It was definitely me though. Fûck. Fuck. Fûck.The look in her eyes... I wish I could forget it. It unsettled something deep inside me. It made me insane to even think about what she said. What she must’ve gone through.There was a time in the past when I had kîlled and tortûred men for just looking at my sister wrong. And then I had protected Giana, kept her safe by any means possible. But knowing, and now having an understanding of what happened to Erica, it was making my blood run hot and cold.A part of me wondered if it’d have been better to not have known anything, even the glimpse she gave me to her demons was unsettling. Because I was starting to think the more I knew about her the more complicated she’d make my revenge. I was ready to kîll her at the en

Erica As Antonio came to a stop near our table, his golden gaze narrowed on my leg in Ephraim’s lap. And even though I refused to look at him, I could feel his eyes on me, taking me in. “When did you come back?” He asked Ephraim. I busied myself as I poured a glass of orange juice for myself even though I didn’t want to drink it. “Not long ago.” Ephraim replied. “One would think you'd come straight to me instead of having breakfast with my captive.” “I was hungry and so was she.” I was inwardly impressed to see Ephraim talking back to Antonio, to be honest. I didn't think he had it in him. “Funny. One would think you should be more interested in getting a shower and washing off the night you must’ve had.” Antonio drawled, his fingers ticking away at his side. Tip. Tip. Tap. Tip I felt Ephraim stiffening before he looked at me. And it took me a moment to understand but I realized what Antonio meant by his cryptic comment. I almost wanted to laugh out loud at the prospe

AntonioAfter finishing my drink and locking my office, I made my way downstairs to the dining hall and looked around for a second before I pressed my fingers along the lines near the mantle for the secret passageway. The wall gave away and a set of stairs that would leave downstairs to the old cellar appeared. I stepped inside and made sure to secure the opening. There was a low warm glow coming from the single bulb downstairs that gave enough light to see the shadows of the steps as I descended the stairs.When I came downstairs and passed the two doors that remained closed unless I had someone to törture to deàth for information. The third door was open from which the light was coming and there in the middle of the only large room here stood Ephraim.With his head down, hands behind his back he was a perfect picture of someone who was about to be disciplined. I saw the way his muscles rippled as he heard my footsteps. I wasn’t trying to be silent and he wasn’t trying to appear unfa