Alle Kapitel von ACCIDENTAL SURROGATE FOR THE ENEMY DON: Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

EMILY'S POV I gave a few knocks and after a some seconds, Agatha opened the door. "Emily!" She grinned, pulling me for a hug. "Congratulations are in order, I guess." She pulled away, looking at my face. "You look so stressed, but I'm very proud of you." She whispered. "Thank you, love." I smiled in return, feeling some what jittery. Maybe it was because I knew my mother was right inside, and I was about to see her. "And look who we have here!!" She gasped dramatically the moment she noticed Vito behind me. I found myself grinning now. "Agatha, behave." I muttered, making my way in. "Yes ma'am." She replied naughtily. "I mean it!" I yelled over my head as I walked further inside, wanting to get some water to drink already. "Oh, please! Go worry about Mr Ferrari, and stop trying to rain on my parade here." She groaned. "Your lustful parade, you mean?" I mocked. "With a man like Vito, you can't blame a girl for feeling lustful." "Agatha!" I yelled in disbelief

THIRD PERSON'S POV Massimo walked to the door, contemplating whether to turn back and leave, or check on his sister in-law like he had come to do. Ever since his nephew and niece had talked him into doing this, he felt like a thief. A petty thief. Even after so many years, he was back in that same position that ruined him the first time. He was back to being in disguise. Wearing the identity of his brother. 'Stealing' the identity of his brother. His knuckles hit the door gently, and he felt his heart fall slightly as he swallowed. This was a part of him that no one else got to see. The door pulled open and the nurse's face came into view. "Good evening sir." She greeted, a small smile on her face. "Good evening." He replied. Inside, Bianca shifted in her position the moment she heard his voice. As Massimo walked into the room, she sat up on the bed. "Alessio." She called. These days, her mind had started to feel a lot clearer. Calmer. "Hi." Massimo muttere

DANTE'S POV All through the day, I hadn't been able to get her out of my mind. She was like an addiction. One that was growing worse, fast. The first time I let myself fall into that temptation of fucking her, I deluded myself into believing it was nothing more than mere curiosity. The reaction of seeing her masturbate. The usual lust of wanting to know what a woman tasted like. I usually lost interest after tasting the first time, which only left me confused. Why did I do it a second time in my study? I wasn’t sure what the reason was. Or maybe I was, but was just too scared to admit it. And that was another problem. I was hardly scared of anything. I could count the things that frightened me, and they were few. The very things that had the power to control me. I was scared of losing my baby. I had no trouble admitting she would definitely consume and control me when she was born. She already did. But then, the reason why I fucked Emily a second was simply terri

THE PREVIOUS NIGHT. THIRD PERSON'S POV The black trench coat, or the tan? Alexa held both trenchcoats up in both hands, bringing it closer to her face and looking into the mirror before her, to see which one matched her skin tone better. Black would make her look too pale. "Tan it is!" She smiled, throwing the black one on her bed, and throwing the tan over the extremely sexy lingerie she was wearing. A black lace set that hugged her curves. Sheer cups, daring cutouts, thin straps, and a high-rise thong that left little to imagination and everything to temptation. She was officially going to be a temptress tonight! That bright red lipstick she had chosen to apply alongside her light makeup, and the deep wavy curls on her head, literally completed the look. Latching the belt on her trench coat in place, she picked up her purse and headed out. Thankfully, Dante was nowhere in sight as she was living, because the embarrassment of knowing what she wore underneath tha

THIRD PERSON'S POV Vito stood there, frozen in his spot. His heart was probably the only thing with motion in his body. It was beating so fast, his chest was probably going to tear. Then so swiftly, he turned to leave, planning to sleep in the guest room tonight. But the sound of Alexa's sudden cries had him halting his steps. He turned back to see her being a literal mess. Her face was red as the tears fell. "He cheated on..." Hiccup. "...meeee.." She continued to cry. Vito released a low sigh, not sure he really wanted to leave her here alone in tears. "Miss Alexa..." "Shhh!" She urged sharply, looking up at him with teary eyes. "You need to put something on." He gritted out, doing everything it took not to stare too long at her nipples. They were so pink, they looked like berries. "Should I...?" She suddenly paused her cries, tilting her head to the side. Vito knew she was still drunk. "Yes." "No." She shot back, shaking her head stubbornly. "Come here." Sh