Matteo stood in front of the door, gazing at the knob, knowing he had to go into the room eventually, but it felt easier to stall time. He knew this door separated him from his father. He sighed. He wasn't a kid anymore; he was a man who could make his own decisions. He turned the knob and pushed open the door. His mom was alone in the room, and when she saw him, she smiled so brightly that Matteo was beginning to wonder if those white teeth didn't ache. "Matteo," she stood up from the bed and hugged him, sniffing into his shirt while he wrapped his hands firmly around her shoulders. Oh, God, did he miss her, this woman who was the basis of his existence and who supported his choices? She pulled back, "Maya, say you tell her you not come?" He smiled, Hell yeah, this was it, her grammar mixed with that sweet voice that followed him around as he grew; she would have easily taken classes, but she shook her head on all of it. His father had joked about it, saying if that was repaired

He kissed my chin and my cheeks, his breath all over my face, and all I did were shut my eyes, enjoying the sensation knowing it was forbidden but then it felt so good.He kissed my lips this time as if savoring its bottom, his hands moving up my thighs and up to my abdomen, then he filled them with my tits, cupping them through the dress I was wearing.My head and my breath were heavy and flawed as if I had just run a marathon, and when he gnawed on my neck and chin, sucking on so hard that I knew I was going to get a hickey,He was marking me and touching every inch of me.I moaned.His hand slowly slipped the thin strap from my shoulders, and seeing that they didn't budge, he suddenly ripped them apart, and I gasped, stiffening knowing I was bare upwards.He flattened his hand on my abdomen, smoky eyes drinking me up, on his feet now, hands flat on the bed, caging me between them and watching my every reaction, I blushed and turned away."No," he placed a hand on my chin, caring wi

"Let me get this straight." Derinem leaned back on his seat, staring at his son. He had called Zayne alone, and though the atmosphere was cool in his workspace, Zayne knew his father was disturbed. "You found a girl in a truck with three dead bodies; she says she lost her memory; then you found it convenient to bring her to the manor?" Now that his father said it like that, maybe it did sound a little stupid, but he also knew there were other reasons. "I also knew if I kept her in the manor and left for Calabria, she might be dead before I get back." Zayne pinched the bridge of his nose, shutting his eyes, feeling the bandage that had been wrapped around his arm. "Then your soldiers need discipline," Derinem tapped the table. "That aside, it's so clear you don't know this girl; she might be lying about the memory loss of a thing." "Which I don't think she is." "You're letting your emotions speak for you, son," Derinem looked at him closely, "and that is not needed here, in our wor

His eyes snapped open gaping at the ceiling, and soon he was sitting up in a flash, staring at the wall, his breath heavy and his eyes widened.Zayne blinked. Was all of it a dream?He raised his hand to rub his eyes and felt the sharp pain on his shoulders, causing him to wince. It felt like the bullet had broken his bones to pieces, and it was taking a whole lot of effort not to fall back on the bed.Ok, it wasn't a dream, not a nightmare. He stared at the white walls of the room he was in; even looking down at the blue gown he had on, the smell of antiseptic hit his nose.A hospital. Dammit, he breathed it in. He didn't have the time to be in hospitals; some things needed to be taken care of.people that needed to be taken care of.He pulled the needle from his wrist and climbed down from the bed, forcing his eyes to focus when they began to get blurry.He staggered to the wall, cursing under his breath when he had to use his wounded arm to support his frame before he crashed down,

She heard the car speed past the truck after making a turn that had her almost sprawled on the floor.Where was he taking her, too? She looked down at his side, seeing his gun wasn't in place, but it was going to be easy to strangle and drown her in any place of his choice.Nobody was going to ask him questions.She sat still now, struggling to hold the gasps that fell from her tongue each time they passed cars without crashing into them.He drove like a lunatic, eyes dead and jaws clenched, reminding her of Milo.The road they were on now was deserted, and he slowed down, making a turn into another dirt road where there was a line building in which colored lights twinkled like little stars.He stopped right in the middle of the compound, where they were parking mostly trucks, and turned off the ignition. Then he climbed out of the car and went over to her side.He yanked open the door and dragged her out by her arm, fingers digging into her flesh and pulling her towards the entrance