Bruno's pov, I watched Monalisa's face as she sucked on my hardened cock, she was paying close attention to my reactions. She was so focused on pleasing me, and I felt overwhelmed by her sincerity and determination. Every movement she made was precise and purposeful, and I felt like I was melting under her touch."More lip and tongue, less teeth," I said, my voice breathy. She complied, adjusting her technique. Her focus on my cock was intense, and it felt like she was reading my body and my mind. it was like she was intent on giving me exactly what I needed. Her passion was intoxicating, and it drew me in like a magnet. As I stood up and helped her to her feet, I was struck by how beautiful she was. I could feel my pulse quicken as I looked at her, i couldn't take my eyes off her. "You are so stunning," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. She smiled, and I could see a blush spreading across her cheeks. I reached out and touched her face, and she leaned into my hand, closing
Twenty five years Earlier, Monalisa pov,As I lay there, my head resting on Bruno's bare chest, I felt a sense of calm and contentment wash over me. I wanted to stay in that moment forever, with nothing to break the spell. I felt loved and protected, surrounded by the steady rise and fall of his chest. It was as if we were in our little world, cut off from the outside chaos. All that mattered was the two of us, wrapped in a cocoon of love and understanding. I could feel Bruno's heart beating steadily beneath my head, and it was like a soothing rhythm, calming my own heart and mind. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to drift into a state of blissful relaxation. I knew that this moment would be with me always, a moment of perfect tranquility and contentment. But as I drifted off into this peaceful state, I felt a pang of sadness. Reality dawned on me. I knew that this moment could not last forever and that the outside world would eventually intrude again. I wanted to hold onto this f
Twenty five years earlier Bruno's Pov, The mission was fraught with peril from the very beginning, and the slightest miscalculation could have spelled disaster. We were racing against the clock, knowing that the slightest misstep could result in our capture. It was a game of cat and mouse, with the stakes higher than ever before. And just when we thought we had made it out unscathed, the police appeared out of nowhere, nearly foiling our plans and threatening to end it all. But somehow, we managed to slip through the net and escape with our lives, our hearts pounding and our nerves frayed. It was a close call, and one we would not soon forget. I had promised myself that if we made it through the next two operations, I would leave the gang and start a new life with Monalisa. Despite Don's selfish and self-centered nature, I was determined to break free from his control and forge my path. But the thought of leaving everything I had known behind was daunting, and the risk of failure l
Twenty-five years earlier, Monalisa's pov, One month had passed since my relationship with Bruno crumbled, and every day felt like an eternity. I missed him with an almost physical pain, an all-consuming longing. I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't focus on anything. My days were spent in a haze of grief and regret, wondering what I could have done differently, and how I could have prevented this from happening. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find a way to make things right again, except I was ready to go against Don Pablo and risk Bruno's life. The realization that Bruno was unwilling to compromise, that he would not bend his desire for the sake of our relationship, was devastating. It was a painful reminder that sometimes, no matter how much we want something to work, it just isn't meant to be. And as much as I wished we could find a way to make it work, I knew deep down that he was not ready to make the sacrifices I needed him to make. It was a bitter pill to swa
BRUNO'S POV,The incident from earlier kept replaying in my mind filling me with worry, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what would have happened if Monalisa hadn't shown up in time, As I dwelled on that, my mind went back to her proposal, I kept weighing the weight of her words and the implications, that would mean me going back to my vomit, even as I tried to find a good reason to change my conviction, I was yet to lay my fingers on any, making me skeptical about it all."Daddy!" Isabella called me back to the present, which made me fix my gaze on her in response,"Is anything the matter?" She asked in her small shrill voice, "You've been pacing about since we got home, you look worried." She added, making me realize I was standing right in the middle of the room,"Oh Bell! It's nothing, your daddy is not worried at all." I responded forcing a smile to my face in an attempt to dissuade her from her conviction,"No Dad, you're worried, it is written all over your face," sh
SYLVIA'S POV, "I'm sorry, miss," Raynold said, his voice as hard as granite. "I cannot allow that."The finality of his statement hung heavy in the air, suffocating me with its weight. He straightened his spine and fixed his gaze on a distant spot, unwilling to meet my eyes, as I pleaded with him,I pleaded with Reynolds, desperation bleeding into my voice. "Please, I won't take long. He's here already, waiting outside. Just give us a few minutes, I beg of you.".I knew I had to press more if I wanted him to bend a little, how could I let go of the perfect opportunity to spend some time with Antonio, when I had carefully drafted out my plans, I had lied to both my father and stepbrother about stepping out to get something downtown."Reynolds, we're still friends right?" I said, looking into his eyes, even though his eyes were far from mine, "At least I know I don't see you as just my guard," I paused, allowing it to sink in, I knew eliciting his pity was one way to get him to bend
MONALISA'S POV,On getting back home to my apartment, I realized Antonio was nowhere to be found, I wondered where he was as I emerged from his room, getting back to the living room, I found him coming from the door."Where are you coming from?" I inquired lightly, with a smile that startled him, he wasn't expecting my return,"Mom!" He exclaimed, gasping as he heard my voice, his expression was as hard as a rock, a direct opposite of what I had expected,"Where did you go?" I rephrased my question, taken in his countenance, I walked casually towards him, beaming with joy, as I anticipated his warm welcome,"That's what I should be asking you, Mom," his voice reverberated with anger as he said that,"Where are you coming from?" He added with so much boldness I hadn't seen before, making my brows crest as I took in the change in his demeanor,I had seen him angry before, but it was nothing compared to the look on his face and the matching resentment in his voice."Tonio, what's gotten
MONALISA PARKER'S POV,"I'd leave and never come back, I promise you!"Were the words that swirled around my head as I walked to Don Pablo's mansion, my steps were quick and short, and as flashes of the encounter lingered, the scene from that moment that strolled by, revealed the determination on my son's face which made my heart beat accelerate from my trepidation,"I love her mom!!" Echoed in my head like I was being hunted by ghosts, feeling with dread and worry,I was so consumed in my thoughts, that I just wanted to report to Don and hurry back home so that I could have enough time to think and strategize my plot.For the first time since I left Bruno, I was worried, dread lurked at the edge of my anxiety which filled me with uncertainty,As I dwelled on the encounter, I felt my heart sink from the thought that my son was in love with the sister of the same man who had stolen my innocence, forced himself on me, and trampled on me, It made my anxiety grow and filled me with the u