Alexander Vittorio POVI didn’t stay late so Anya could get a good night’s rest. With Viktor in Las Vegas for the meeting with the Priesthood, it gives me the perfect opportunity to assassinate Brayden Kelly.If Kelly is keeping tabs on Viktor, he won’t expect the attack.I park the G-Wagon near the docks and armed with a sniper gun, a small rocket launcher, and two of my favorite handguns, I disappear into the darkness. Dressed in full combat gear, I’m ready for any kind of action.I’m sure Kelly is prepared for a full-scale attack, and he won’t expect just one man. At least, that’s what I’m hoping. With the sniper gun and rocket launcher’s straps flung over my shoulders, I enter the docks from a side gate that looks like it hasn’t been used in ages. The lock is rusted and easy to break. Lightfooted and keeping my head low, I make my way between the warehouses. Using a fire escape, I scale to the roof, where I’ll have a better view of the area.Once I’m on the roof, I move cautiously
Anya de Luna POVWatching Xander drive away with our son, I’m filled with anxiety. You need to give them alone time together. I chew on my thumbnail as I stand by the door, my eyes following the G-Wagon down the road. God, it’s going to be a long two hours.Suddenly the brake lights go on, and a second later, the vehicle makes a U-turn. Did they forget something?Xander double parks the G-Wagon, and lowering the window, he calls out, “Lock up and come with us.”My eyebrows fly up. “Really?”He lets out a chuckle as he nods. “Yeah. I hate knowing you’ll be worried the entire time we’re gone.”I let out a happy shriek and rushing to the counter, I grab my handbag. Thankfully, Peter is already leaving the store, and I can lock up quickly.I hurry to the passenger side, yank the door open, and climb inside. Giving Xander a happy smile, I say, “Thank you.”His gaze is tender as he murmurs, “Anything for you.”Anything for me. It’s only been a couple of days, but this man is making quick wo
Alexander Vittorio POV I feel the date was a massive success as I carry my sleeping son into the house.Anya helps to change him out of the tuxedo and into his pajamas before I pull the covers over him and press a kiss to his forehead.I leave Anya to whisper good night to our son and walk to the living room.I’m fucking nervous. There’s been such a huge build-up to the kiss, and I feel pressured not to fuck it up.Shrugging my suit jacket off, I roll up the sleeves of my dress shirt. My eyes keep flicking to the hallway, but when too much time passes and there’s no sign of Melody, I frown.What’s keeping her?I check that the front door is locked, and when she’s still MIA, I head down the hallway.I peek into Vincent’s room, and not seeing her, I walk to her bedroom. I nudge the door open, and hearing running water, I slowly move closer to the bathroom.A smile spreads over my face when I catch her staring at her reflection in the mirror.“You’re a confident woman. It’s just a kiss.
Anya de Luna POVIt was just supposed to be a kiss, but with Xander’s head between my legs, I couldn’t bring myself to stop him. All my intentions of taking things slowly have flown out the window. My body is wound tight, and I grab hold of Xander’s head to make sure he doesn’t stop.I almost died of embarrassment when he stared at the valley between my legs, but the moment he started sucking and licking my clit, the pleasure was too good, and the embarrassment went out the window, along with my intentions. He pushes a finger inside me, and my butt lifts off the bed. My hips swivel, and I shamelessly rub myself against his mouth.“Crap,” I gasp. “Alexander.”The man goes to town on my clit while fingering the ever-loving hell out of me. Pleasure explodes through my abdomen, and my body convulses from the intensity. The orgasm overpowers me, and whimpers and moans spill from my lips.I’m too loud. I quickly cover my mouth with both hands, and Xander doesn’t let up on my clit. He keeps
Alexander Vittorio POVWe’re lying on our sides, and with Anya in my arms, her naked body nestled against mine, we just stare at each other. I don’t know what I did to deserve this miracle, but I’m so fucking thankful I have her back. Slowly, I keep brushing my fingers through her hair, drinking in every inch of her beautiful face.“I love you,” I whisper.“I love you too.”Hearing her say the words and knowing she’s mine to keep, a smile lifts the corners of my mouth.Finally.“I love you,” I say again.She lets out a chuckle. “I love you too.”Anya uses her body to push me onto my back before she straddles me. I’ve been hard for a while, but I don’t push her to have sex again. I remember she was sore the first two times, and the last thing I want to do is hurt my woman.She brushes the tip of her finger over the bullet wound on my shoulder. “How did you get this scar?”I let out a chuckle, and still unable to lie to her, I admit, “Viktor shot me.”Her eyes widen, and she gasps. “Wha
Anya de Luna POVLifting Vincent out of his car seat, I set him down so he can run to the playground, where Jonas is waiting for him.“I have a Daddy,” he shouts for everyone to hear.Grinning from ear to ear, I walk to where Rosemarie is sitting on a bench.I take a moment to peek into the stroller and brush my hand over Roman’s hair. “Hi, sweetie.”He’s chewing on a teething ring looking content to be at the park.Smiling at Rosemarie, I say, “Sorry for keeping you waiting.”“I’ve only just gotten here.” Her eyes scan my face. “It feels like it’s been ages since I last saw you. How are you doing?”Has it been that long?After doing a quick calculation, I chuckle, “It’s been three days.”“When you’re worried about your friend, it’s an eternity,” she mutters.To put her at ease, I say, “I’m good, Rosemarie. There’s no need to worry.”A smile brightens her face. “So, I’ve noticed Xander’s hardly home. Is there something you want to share?”I check on Vincent, and when I see him on the
Alexander POVWatching Anya relax makes me relax. I was worried she’d want to leave early, but the food is almost ready, and it looked like she was having fun.“How did you and Viktor meet?” she asks Rosemarie.Oh, Fuck. I spoke too soon.“I kidnapped her,” Viktor mutters from the grill.Anya laughs, “Funny.” She glances at Rosemarie again. “So, how did you meet?”“No, really. Viktor kidnapped me a week before my eighteenth birthday.”Anya’s mouth drops open, then her eyes flit to Isabella. “But I thought you saved people from sex slavery?”Jesus Christ.Before I can jump in, Viktor says, “I waited until Rosemarie was twenty-one. Give me credit.”Rosemarie places her hand on Anya’s arm. “He was the perfect gentleman. He basically saved my life by kidnapping me. Then he let me go and had to save me again. Now he’s stuck with me for life.”“Oh,” the word pops from Anya, then she gives Isabella an apologetic look. “I’m sorry. The words came out before I could censor them.”“It’s okay.” I
Anya de Luna's POVXander has been constantly asking when we’re moving in with him. The man doesn’t understand it takes time to pack up an entire life. Of course, he’s offered to bring men over to help, but that’s where I put my foot down. This is something I want to do myself.During the day, I go to work, and at night we pack a couple of boxes. It’s become our routine. I like taking my time, that way, I can get used to the idea of living with Xander.Sitting behind the counter in the bookstore, I listen to Vincent talking to his cars while I place an order for new books. One of those books is The Art of War by Sun Tsu.I want to read it and see why Alexei loves it so much.My thoughts turn to the BBQ, and I must admit, I enjoyed it a lot. And Rosemarie was right. Everyone seemed pretty normal.I don’t know what I expected. Maybe guns and men smoking cigars while plotting the end of the world?I let out a bark of laughter. What a stupid thought.Anyway, I’m impressed with Isabella an