His hand reached for the nape of my neck, pulling me closer to his face. I whimpered, trying to move away, but he held me firmly. "Listen here, princess. I won't let some pathetic whore ruin my family. So, you'll stay silent and do exactly what I tell you to. Because if you don't, I won't hesitate to fuck you into this bed and leave you alone and broken. Understand?" He growled. ******* When Enzo saw Avelina walking down the aisle instead of his lover, he realized his grandmother had deceived him. Despite his anger, he knew he couldn't change it. He would have to marry her if he wanted to take over the family's business. She had won. As the priest declared them husband and wife, he stared at Avelina, realizing she'd known all along. She'd infiltrated his family for money, a true gold-digger. But she'd married her worst nightmare. Avelina Marquez, once Margaret Salvatore's caregiver, owed her everything. She had removed her from the shackles of poverty and paid off her family's mortgage after her father's death, she forever feels indebted to the older woman. When Margaret's dying wish was for Avelina to marry her grandson, she couldn't refuse, unaware he didn't consent. He vowed revenge, but would she prevail in this unexpected union? "I would make your life a living hell Avelina Marquez. Mark my words." Enzo gritted out as he stormed out of the room.
View MoreA V E L I N AHe got up and walked towards me. I didn't back away. "I'm sorry," He whispered, pulling me closer to him."Don't, I can't handle anymore of this," I pushed him away. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him, he nuzzled my neck and I closed my eyes, a small moan leaving my lips."Please don't," I whispered, my body betraying my mind."Stay," He said, kissing my shoulder. "I'll drop you off later if you want.""We can't keep doing this. I have a dignity to protect, Lorenzo. You think lowly of me, yet you keep fucking me. You don't believe a word that comes out of my mouth. Why are you still torturing me like this?""What do you mean?""The only thing I'm asking of you is to believe me. To not see me as the woman who cheated on you. Instead, you make me feel like I'm nothing but a whore, someone you use and throw away whenever you want.""You're not a whore," He said. "I'm ready to look past–"I pushed him away from me and walked into the closet to change. Of course, did I
A V E L I N AHe wrapped my legs around his waist and thrusted deep into me. He began fucking me, his pace brutal and hard."Lorenzo, oh God," I cried out. The pleasure was overwhelming. He was pounding into me, his dick filling me completely.His pace was relentless and a bite of pain and pleasure was mixed with each thrust. "Fuck, Avelina," He groaned, his breathing ragged."I'm going to come. Oh fuck. Come on my dick, baby.""I'm close," I cried out, the pleasure overwhelming. He didn't stop, continue fucking me rough and hard. All I could see was stars. My screams could be heard from a thousand miles, my hair was wet from sweat sticking to my face, and I was a hot and sweating mess."I can't," I cried. "It's too much. Oh God, Lorenzo. Please."He didn't stop, his pace was brutal. I grabbed his back, unintentionally digging my nails into his skin. He didn't seem to care, the look in his eyes were full of lust."Fuck," He groaned, his body tensing. "I'm going to come.""Me too," I b
A V E L I N AMy mind was a jumbled mess. I was laying, completely naked, wrapped in the arms of my ex husband as he peacefully slept. I couldn't fathom the amount of betrayal that had just occurred.I had allowed Lorenzo to make love to me. I had begged him to make love to me and I had let him.What was I thinking?What the hell was I thinking?I should have never let him touch me.But I was weak and broken, and I had needed him. I had needed him to make me feel better, to take away the pain and the hurt. And now, I was living in regrets.Even in his sleep, his grip on me was tight. Like he was scared to let me go. Lorenzo? Scared? Both words should never be together. He didn't care about anyone but himself.My mind went back to when he confessed his "feelings" to me after sex, while yet still accusing me of cheating on him in the same statement. I didn't know what to say, how to react or even if I should tell him I loved him back.What would have happened if I told him the truth?Th
A V E L I N A He carried me into the bedroom and laid me on the bed, his hand gently caressing my face. "Are you okay?" He asked, his eyes filled with concern. He was worried about me, and the fact touched my heart. "No," I replied honestly, my voice breaking. "I was so scared. I didn't think that would happen to me. I was so scared he was going to hurt me. I've never been that scared in my entire life." "I'm sorry," He said. "I'm so sorry, Avelina. This shouldn't have happened. I'm sorry I couldn't keep you safe. I should have kept you safe. If I had known, I wouldn't have left you alone. I'm so sorry." "It's not your fault," I replied. "You didn't know. You didn't know what was going to happen. Please don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. It's mine. It's my fault. If I had stayed at home and not went anywhere, maybe this wouldn't have happened." "It's not your fault. Don't say that." "But it is." "It's not." He said firmly. "You couldn't have known. That bastard deserves
A V E L I N AThe day was warm, and the sun was high in the sky. The birds chirped, and the smell of fresh grass filled the air.I looked around at the people milling about, and my heart filled with sadness. Coming back to New York has been filled with nothing but sadness, and the pain was almost unbearable.The last few days had been a blur. After making my decision, I couldn't find a way to break the news to Raphael. I just couldn't. I was ashamed, ashamed that I couldn't keep my legs close.I had broken down, and I knew that I was just being a coward. I needed to tell him the truth. It was the only way.He had the right to know, and I couldn't hide it from him anymore.Giovanni's visit to my house earlier today was sudden and I couldn't get our conversations out of my head. The threats he'd thrown at me."So, the rumors aren't really rumors after all." We're first thing he had said as soon as I opened the door.Then he proceeded to ogle at me, my body curling with disgust. He looke
A V E L I N AI woke up the next morning feeling like crap. I hadn't been able to get much sleep. All I had been able to think about was how I had cheated on Raphael.I got dressed and left the room, the smell of coffee filling the air. I went down the stairs and into the kitchen, and Lorenzo stood in front of the counter.He wore a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, and his hair was styled."Hey," He said, looking up from his phone.I ignored him and went straight to the kitchen, I could hear his footsteps as he followed me."About last night, we shouldn't have done that. It was a mistake." I said, turning to him."Avelina," His voice was low, and his tone held a warning."No, we shouldn't have done that. I'm fucking engaged, Lorenzo. What the hell were you thinking?" I said, frustrated. He frowned, "Don't try to blame me. I'm not the one who gave in. You're a fucking hypocrite. You were the one begging me to fuck you."I winced at the word, the memories from last night rushing back. I di
A V E L I N AI sipped on my hot coffee as the thunder boomed. The night was dark and stormy, and it was a perfect fit for my mood. It had been a week since the opening of the restaurant, and things had been going well. The opening had received a lot of positive feedback, and the reviews had been amazing. But, my mind was a mess.Ever since that day, Lorenzo had been avoiding me. I had been glad at first, but I was starting to wonder if he had believed my lie. There were many times when I had wanted to tell him the truth, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I couldn't imagine his reaction.My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. I frowned, wondering who could be visiting me at this time of the night.I opened the door, and there stood Lorenzo, his shirt soaked and his hair sticking to his forehead. It was raining heavily outside and the thunder roared in the background."Lorenzo? What are you doing here?""My car broke down just a few miles from here, and I walked the r
A V E L I N A"What?!" Carina exclaimed as I told her the events of last night. "Don't tell me you guys fucked. Avelina, you didn't right?""No, of course not! I stopped him before it could go further. I made a grave mistake, Rina. I shouldn't have even let him come close to me, talk more of driving me home. It's all my fault." I said, tightening my robe as the morning breeze blew.I ran my hands through my hair my eyes still swollen from lack of sleep and my head banging as a result of hangover."It's not your fault, sweetheart. You were drunk and if he didn't drive you home, who knows what worse could have happened. At least, he didn't try to take advantage of your state.""He fingered me, Carina. That wasn't the influence of alcohol. I knew, I didn't stop him. I hated to admit that I wanted it. Wanted him at that point. I thought I had made progress over the last five years, but just one touch from him, I was back to being that weak pathetic girl.""Oh, darling. It's completely nor
A V E L I N AThe car ride was silent, and the tension was thick. I could feel the anger and hatred coming off him in waves, and I was nervous. I didn't know what was going through his head, but I knew he was planning something."Where are you taking me?" I asked, breaking the silence."Where else would I be taking you?" He responded, not taking his eyes off the road."To your house." He finally responded."How do you know where I live?" I asked, the panic rising."Avelina, do you really think you could hide from me?" He asked, a smile spreading across his face."I wasn't trying to hide." I spat. "All I want is for you to stay out of my life and personal business." I said, glaring at him.He laughed, a humorless laugh that sent shivers down my spine. "You think that's possible?""I didn't do anything wrong." I said, trying to reason with him. "We divorced five years ago, Lorenzo. What–""Because you cheated on me. With several men. With my own fucking brother. Need me to continue?" He
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