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11 - Connor.

Once I arrive at the hospital, I park my car in the guest lot and take the elevator up to the fourth floor. My dad is still in a private room and now our family is allowed to visit whenever we want. My mom visits every day and Finley usually goes with her.Roberto pops in a couple of times a week like me and I'm not sure if Rafferty has been back yet. I don't know what's up with Raff -my youngest brother has been a little distant and mysterious lately.Maybe he met a girl, I think.When I reach my dad's room, I push the door open, walk around the bed and drop down in the chair on his right side. My gaze moves over his face, once so full of life. Now it's sunken and shadowed. I've never seen him look so old or frail. It's a hard thing for a son to see, especially when he was always so big and strong in my eyes.I have no idea if he can hear me or not, but I say, "Hi, Dad. Glad to see they haven't kicked you out of this nice private room yet. Although since you did donate a wing to this

12 - Trisha.

Later that night, I'm lying on my bed and staring at the red dress hanging on the outside of my closet door. Biting my lip, I can't stop remembering how Connor touched me through the satin gown, and I'm surprised there's not a wet spot right where he teased me through the fabric.God, I had an orgasm fully clothed in the middle of the art museum with a ton of people gathered together only a couple of galleries over from where we were. Either I'm turning into a hussy or I'm falling for Connor Mennetti.I'm not sure what's worse. Wait, yes, I do. Developing feelings for Connor is definitely worse. Like on a scale of one to ten, it's a 12 and the absolute worst thing that could possibly happen.No, wait. I take that back. The worst thing is I'm now carrying his baby while still lusting after him even though he's my family's biggest enemy and wants us all dead. Good times.With a sigh, I drop an arm over my eyes. I have never been so confused in my life. I'm so desperate for advice and de

13 - Trisha.

In less than five minutes, my phone starts buzzing and I suck in a sharp breath when I see the unknown number, knowing it's Connor. Fears fills me and also a sweet anticipation because I want to hear his deep voice and see what he has to say. I want to hear how he looked for me and that maybe he even missed me these last couple of months.Lifting my phone, I swipe the button over. "Hello?" I say, trying to sound calm and in control when I'm anything but at this moment. Frantic butterflies fill my stomach and I lay a hand over the baby as I talk to his or her father.God, I'm keeping way too many secrets."You answered," he murmurs and my toes curl at how deep and sexy his voice sounds over the line. His voice has a certain rasp to it that I adore."I told you I would.""If you didn't, I would've tracked you down and climbed through your window."I'm not sure if he's joking or not, so I'm damn glad that I answered my phone."You looked beautiful tonight," he continues.Remembering how

14 - Connor.

After last night and talking to Trish, I'm riding high. Walking on cloud fucking nine.Absolutely nothing can bring down my buoyant mood.Or, so I think.I'm in my office and looking through the newspaper which I do every so often to keep up with what's going on locally. I normally don't pay much attention to the society column, but I open up that section to check out the pictures from the charity event the other night at the museum. Secretly, I'm hoping to see a picture of Trish in that red dress again. It's been the star of my fantasies since the moment I laid my eyes on her in it.There are a few pictures, but none of her, unfortunately. There is a shot of Matthais Volkanov hobnobbing with some elite businessmen who work for him and I roll my eyes. I hate that asshole and what he did to my father.What he did to me, I think, and tighten my left hand into a fist.As much as we didn't always necessarily see eye to eye, Nolan Mennetti is still my dad and now I'm responsible for keepin

15 - Connor.

I called her mia cara...my love.Ha. I let out a bitter snort of resentment and feel my heart begin to harden. I'll give her credit-she's a consummate actress. Last night, especially, with all of her soft whimpering and breathy sounds that fooled me. Fooled me damn good."I need to punch something," I grit out.Roberto knows I'm deadly serious and he reluctantly motions for me to follow him outside. He has a bag set up, hanging from a nearby tree, and I stalk over to it."Hold up," Roberto calls, jogging after me. He shoves a pair of boxing gloves my way."I don't need 'em," I say and make a couple of fists."Yeah, you do, or else you're going to fuck your hands all up. Put them on," he insists.With an aggravated sound, I grab the gloves, shove my hands into them and turn toward the bag. Roberto moves behind it and holds it steady while I start throwing punches. I have every intention of beating the holy hell out of it until I'm so exhausted, I can't see straight. I need to purge thi

16 - Trisha.

Stepping out of the shower, I'm wrapping a towel around my wet body when I hear a muffled sound come from my bedroom. It's late, well after midnight, so I can only assume it's Lana. But she's still tired from her trip and has been going to bed earlier than usual.I walk over to the door, open it up and step into my dimly-lit bedroom. A man sits in the chair in the shadows and I gasp, on the verge of running back into the bathroom and locking the door, when I hear his low voice say, "Hello, Trisha."It's Connor and my rapidly-beating heart slows down slightly. "How did you get in here?" I ask. "You scared me half to death,"He doesn't answer, just lazily motions toward the open window. "I'm guessing the same way you always get out."There's a funny tone to his voice, one I've never heard before, and it suddenly occurs to me that he called me Trisha. Not Trish. Oh, no. And since he's in my bedroom, he clearly knows who I am.And that means he knows who my family is and I swallow hard."

17 - Connor.

I don't want to look at Trish's beautiful, deceitful face, but I need to be inside her. Need to possess her and mark her as mine. Caught in a frenzy of desire and anger, I slam my hips against her, burying myself in her tight, wet warmth. I'm angry, obsessed and jealous.A bad combination, and I know I'm being rougher than I should. But I don't care. I thrust deeper, making her take every last throbbing inch, burying myself to the hilt in her sweet pussy, and watching the place where our bodies are connected.How I slide in and out of her and the way she pushes back. The slap of our skin echoes through the room, along with my grunts and her increasing whimpers.My release is threatening, the pressure building hard and fast at the base of my spine, but I refuse to come before her. Sliding out of her slick body, I toss her onto her back, lower myself between her legs and slide inside again.Reaching down, I play with her clit until she's writhing and moaning.Being inside her bare is th

18 - Connor.

When I reach my car, I stop, lay a palm against a nearby tree and feel like I'm going to vomit.Nothing that just happened sits well with me and my emotions are in a turmoil. I let my demons surface and take over. I was too rough, too demanding. And I was cruel. The things I said were spoken to purposely hurt her and I know my barbed words hit their intended mark. The look on her face told me that I succeeded.Dropping my head between my shoulders, I squeeze my eyes shut, hating myself for intentionally hurting her — physically and emotionally. "You're such a bastard," I hiss.Dropping my hand, I unlock my car and slip into the driver's seat. I grip the steering wheel, squeezing it tight, and I feel like I'm being torn apart. "A ghrá!"The endearment tears from my throat and I know that I've lost her.It's over and there's nothing I can do except move on and somehow pretend that she no longer exists.And, I suppose, when it comes to my world, she doesn't.Not anymore. The situation is

19 - Trisha.

Two days after Connor snuck into my room and our wild encounter, I'm still feeling a twinge of soreness between my legs. He was ruthless and I loved every second of it. At the same time, I'm also more confused than ever.No one has ever made her feel like this before and my emotions are all over the place. One minute I want to laugh at the irony of the situation and the next, I burst into tears. This whole pregnancy thing has me feeling like I'm on an emotional rollercoaster.It also scares the hell out of me because I saw a dark side to Connor that I hadn't seen before. He was angry, upset and brutal in a way that makes me wonder if he would want revenge. If he ever found out about our baby, would he use the child as leverage to get what he wanted? Would he purposely hurt me by taking our baby away?I honestly have no idea what he's capable of. After witnessing his dark side, my mind is a whirlwind of fear and anxiety. I don't trust him. The sad truth is I trusted him more the night

20 - Trisha.

"I disagree. I think love is for the very, very lucky. That, however, isn't me," I say sadly. My brother tilts his head, ebony eyes narrowing."You like someone else, don't you? Oh, hell, that's not going to go over well.""You have no idea," I murmur, my nerves wracking."Who is the poor sucker that you're going to have to dump?"I squirm and ignore his question."Maybe he already dumped me."Gio leans forward. "Did he? Do you need me to go kick some poor fool's ass?"I grin and shake my head. "Thanks, but no. I think I've already hurt him enough.""Interesting." Gio sits back, crosses a leg over his opposite knee and lays his large hands on top of his book."What?""Nothing. I just feel like there's more to the story than you're telling me.""Oh." Damnit. My brother is way too smart for his own good. "Can I ask you something?"He shrugs a noncommittal shoulder."Are you happy about taking over one day?""I already told you, I have no problem with it.""But what if something changed?

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