GINEVRA A grumble escaped me when I awoke to the harsh attack of the morning’s sunlight against my eyes. Perhaps at the feel of something wet scattering across my skin. "I can feel your boner. I swear to God, Ricardo Sanchez." Ricardo chuckled through his not so subtle groan, "as much as I'd love to, that's not the reason I'm here. Breakfast is ready, go freshen up and come put something into that grumbling stomach of yours." My eyes immediately snapped open and I jumped down from the bed, hurriedly making my way into the washroom. Yes, I loved food and after that extremely eventful night I had with Ricardo, it was only right that I was famished. After I and Ricardo had finished with the amazingly cooked breakfast, we decided to snuggle up and watch a movie. Except, I was more interested in talking than I was in watching any movie. I mean, what movie would we have watched? "What would you like to do now that you've ruled out watching a movie?" Ricardo had asked as his tongue gl
GINEVRA I woke up with no sign of Ricardo around the house, except the pretty white vintage dress and a pair of white thigh high boots that were perfectly placed on the cushion with a note that read—wear me. It had been a month. A month since I and Ricardo had the opportunity to have a proper conversation. A month since we began drifting apart. A month since he received that text that changed him completely. Most times, he'd leave the house without returning, and when he did return, he only had the energy for a quick fuck and nothing more. He became very frustrated, angry, absent, torn, and some days he'd come home with bruises. I'd ask about the bruises and he'd sometimes get angry at me for asking, and most times, he'd claim that things had gotten out of hand at the local gym. Lies after lies was all he told. But there was me who suffered emotionally and physically. I had been getting sick nonstop in the past month and I didn't know what to do for myself except wake up and
RICARDO I married her. I married the love of my life! Made her mine in every way possible. Told her how much I loved her. Listened to her as she screamed how much she loved me at the top of her lungs. We signed those papers that joined both of us together until death did us part. She was my one and I finally had her all to myself. But my joy was incomplete, my joy was filled with fear of the unknown, there was uncertainty lurking and that was because. . .They found me. I made a fucking mistake and I was sniffed out. Putting it out exactly how it played out, my father— Luigi Sanchez— held Alex in his custody and tortured him until my best friend had no other option than to give up my location. That day, when my phone had vibrated, my heart dropped when I saw the content of the message. Pictures of Ginevra holding me in her arms, pictures of her straddling me, pictures of her head thrown back in pleasure as she rode my cock. Those were the images that flooded my phone. Anot
RICARDO I was going to take care of it? Hell, was I? I had left Tuscany a month ago after the unwanted visit from detective Kingsley. That fucking corrupt officer who ate my father's ass for a living. I loathed the fucker and the fact that he had the audacity to call my wife names while threatening me right in front of my own home? I was going to pay him a visit but I had left it to Ginevra, seeing she had promised to give him the death he brought upon himself. Because of his visit, I had snuck away from Ginevra. I ran away to Sicily thinking that all I had to do was have a bloodbath. But something else was awaiting me when I arrived. After one whole month of being away from my woman, I was finally standing in front of the door to our home with tears in my eyes. I fought tooth and nails before I was given an opportunity to go back to her but I was only allowed a week. A week was all I had to be with her and if I stayed a second longer, she'd pay the price. They had eyes on
GINEVRA I swayed my hips from side to side, humming to a mental song as I got ready in front of the mirror. I was happy. I was overjoyed. I was ecstatic because for the first time in my life, I loved something more than life in itself. My little monstrous thing growing inside my stomach. It made me sick, made me hate myself most of the time, made me into a bitchy nag and a cry baby, but I found myself falling in love with it everyday. The little thing was just like his father and he hadn't been born yet. His amazing father. He had been paying me extra care since he returned a week ago. He'd cook, clean, set up cameras and force me to make videos with him. He'd kiss my bump, kiss my lips, make love to me so gently because he wanted the feel of me embedded in his memory—and he also didn't want to hurt our baby. The perfect gentleman. I was so in love with two people to a point where I hadn't realized I was slowly turning into ashes. We had our first doctor's appointment booke
GINEVRA His gaze faltered and a lone tear stained his cheek. "I'll be getting married to her." I craned my neck back, hysteric laughter bubbling out of me as wild thoughts ran through my mind. Couldn't he fight for us? I understood that he must've been put in a difficult situation but how could he have agreed to be married to another woman? A woman whom I had ruined? "And your marriage to me? Does it hold no water?" I kissed my teeth. I was back. I had had enough of this love bullshit and I was completely back into the game. "Do you remember? ‘My life belongs to you, Ginevra, if I ever attempted walking down the aisle with another woman, you are obligated to take my life from me.’ Those were your words, Ricardo Sanchez, or have you suddenly forgotten?" He gulped down harshly, his eyes boring into me. "I'm obligated to take your life, Ricardo, and that I'll surely do. It'll hurt but I'll make sure you rot in hell." A malicious laugh was heard behind Ricardo. I looked up to fin
GINEVRA "He's ready to see you ma'am." Finally! I had been waiting at The Pakhan's estate for more than three hours without being graced with his presence and it got me really aggravated, seeing that my hormones had begun raging. Blame it on the pregnancy. Clearing my throat, I stood up and made an attempt to walk into the lobby when the guard gripped my shoulder. "He is waiting to see you." He affirmed. "He? My—”"Yes ma'am." A shuddered breath wracked through me. Why did he want to see me? What had I done? Why couldn't I have the meeting with his second? Maybe I shouldn't have gone to Russia after all. I began walking through the slightly familiar hallway until I was in front of the door I dreaded the most. Raising my fist, I softly knocked on the door once and walked in before closing it shut with a click to the lock. The strong smell of that awfully familiar cologne mixed with the smoke from a burning cigar hit my nostrils, almost making me gag. Pregnancy hormones. I fe
GINEVRA "I'm leaving, will be back in a few hours. Don't wait up, guys." I swirled my keys through my fingers as I made my way to the door. It had been over two months since my separation with Ricardo, over two months since I began wreaking havoc in the whole of Italy like a mad woman, and today, I had decided to step out of the house for some fresh air. Actually, I had decided to go to the main house today as I had missed the beauty and the peace it provided. Izzy got up and muttered, "you need to rest, Ginevra. You've been stressing too much and it might not be good for the baby." "I'm fine Izzy, I just need to pick up a few things at the house." "What? You cannot be there, what if they're waiting for you?" Harley spat. "If you must go then we'll have to come with." I chuckled at her cuteness, remembering how she hated me just a few months ago but suddenly became extremely careful and loving towards me since finding out about the baby. My palm rubbed in circles around my sma