GINEVRA The feeling of satisfaction, of fulfillment when you've dedicated all your life to something and you see it coming into fruition. That was the feeling I had running through my blood streams tonight as I stood there in front of my father, brother, mother, and sisters in their huge living area, having them torture and humiliate me; only they weren't aware it was going to be the last time. I held that smirky smile on my face as Gustavo relentlessly slammed his fist against my jaw, all the while screaming and cursing me out for being the reason why a hit was sanctioned on the Rodriguez's. One thing my family was unaware of was the fact that it was I who bore their last name that sanctioned a hit on them. And as they stupidly assumed that I was being tortured, my men were outside, making their estate into a slaughter house and all I had to do was stand there and wait for my special guests to arrive. They had no idea what was about to be done to them. I was going to exploit thei
GINEVRA I slapped Dario across the face, laughter bubbling against my throat. “You gave me power? Me?”I laughed again, shaking my head in disbelief."You ruined me. You fucking ruined me. No doubt you gave me a name but I had to work twice as hard for the power that came with that name. Everything I have today was my hard work not yours!" My breath became erratic and I looked over at where Izzy and the others stood to find their jaws gaped open as they gave me the look I detested, "I don't like to be pitied." I gritted and they all looked away. "You and Gustavo did all of that to me while your wife and daughter watched and laughed in amusement." I breathed as I grabbed a dagger from the tool bag and walked over to where Sofia and Emma were tied up. Pointing the dagger at my—foster—mother, I scoffed evilly and yanked her head back by her hair. "You watched while I cried and begged you," I plunged my dagger deep into her left eye, twisting it until her eyeball popped out of its s
GINEVRA But then Izzy had this unsatisfied look on her face. . .as though she wanted more and I'd agree with her if that was the case. "I really hate that face of yours, what a shame a good looking man like you had to be this wicked and disgusting," Izzy said and knelt before my father, placing both his hands on her shoulders before tsking. "This one is for my girl," she muffled and looked back at me, gaining a subtle smile from me. "Not that I care, but hold on tight especially when it hurts because it's going to hurt bad." She breathed and began peeling the skin of my father's face. My father's lifeless screams, Elena's and Gustavo’s terrified whimpers became music to my ears while my eyes stayed glued on Izzy as she perfectly skinned my father’s face until it was just his skull left. By the time the whole act was done, Dario had already given in to the cold hands of death. Shame. Raul didn't participate in the torture of Dario Rodriguez and because of that, Gustavo was handed
GINEVRA Walking down the empty, extremely quiet hallway of my underground house, my heart began pounding hard against my rib cage as I wondered how I'd bring myself to break this news to Izzy. But it was something I needed to do, it was something that unsettled for a really long time and I finally would love to open up about it to someone that might understand. About two weeks ago, I had successfully wiped out the Rodriguez's and of course successfully convinced the whole of Italy and its underworld that I was dead. Except for a few people who saw through my little game, but they'd have to die before they'd be able to find me and prove otherwise. Out of fourteen days, I took seven and rested until I was feeling refreshed and renewed. But one thing that never let me have a good night rest was the knowing that Ricardo was alive somewhere, probably waiting for me to figure it out and find him or not. But wasn't that what curiosity did to a person? trick your mind until it stripped you
GINEVRA "There was one thing you did promise." I blinked, swallowing hard on nothing. Izzy narrowed her eyes, her brows raised as though she was waiting for me to speak. "You promised to make me quiver beneath you, to drive me to places I never knew existed." I breathed, "I've been looking forward to it." With a scoff and a puff of her cigarette, Izzy asked, "you want me to touch you, Ginevra?" I nodded my response. "I need you to say the words." "God, I want you to touch me, Izzy. I've waited. . .longed for your touch and that's exactly why I brought you down here. I want to make memories with you right here." There was a little distance between I and Izzy. She flicked a finger between us both and smiled, "get on your knees and crawl to me." "Close this distance between us Ginevra and tell me exactly what you want." I slowly got down on my knees and began crawling to Izzy with my eyes heavy on hers. No doubt I'd always wanted her in ways that no one could ever imagine, b
GINEVRA After I and Izzy had successfully snuck back into the house, I slipped into my room, had my bath, and began pacing back and forth, impatiently waiting for Izzy to come in so we could explore each other more. My door pushed open and Izzy peeked her head through, "hey," she whispered with a smile and I gestured her to come in. Not even waiting for her to completely shut the door, I spun her around and slammed her back against the door, at the same time connecting my lips with hers as one of my arms snaked around her waist, pulling her into me, the other arm latching on to her breast. "Oh my God, Izzy, that was insane. . .what you did to me at the garden." I rasped against her lips. She smiled, pulling away from the kiss. "I'm a woman of my word," Izzy winked, placing a small bag on the bed. "We'll start slow with the things I believe you might be comfortable with. Just communicate and we're good, hmm?" I nodded my response. "Well, what are you waiting for, Ginevra? Get na
RICARDO I knew she was coming. The moment Ginevra rode her bike into this province, I monitored her through all the security cameras I had set up around every corner I could find. True that I had left the mafia behind, but I was still as security conscious as ever. I had prepared for Ginevra's arrival. Over a month and two weeks, that was all I could think of. What I'd say, how I'd run into her arms and bask in her warmth, how I'd scream at top my lungs and tell her how much I'd missed her, but now that she was so close, all I wanted, was to run as far away from her as possible. She was danger. A thing never to contend with. I hurried to the kitchen to make us dinner as that was the only reasonable thing I could think of at that moment. The door beeped a few times and I knew she was imputing the security code that'd allow her gain access into the house. And I fucking froze. My back was turned to her but I could tell how frozen she was when she saw me. Same baby, same. It wa
RICARDO I stood there at the bottom of the stairs as I waited for Ginevra to walk down in all her glory. Her birthday suit. Fuck, that woman was so sexy I could melt at just one glance at her. It truly was hard keeping a straight face and unwavering demeanor whenever she was around. Less down twenty minutes and she appeared at the top of the stairs, flashing me her beautiful smile as she began walking down each step like a model on the runway. I had asked that she come down in her birthday suit but as stubborn as she was, she made the decision to defy me. She adorned herself in a lacy lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. She was almost naked but I'd have loved it better if she came as she was. I flashed her my own smile and my blue orbs softened but only a millisecond. "You don't do well with obeying orders." My voice was a rasp. . .so unsteady in a manner that gave away my desperation to be buried inside her. "I have a thing for defying you especially, Ricardo. I love