I pushed him away but his muscular frame remained unbothered.
"Wh-what're you doing?" I breathed out in pants. He leaned down and looked so intently in my eyes that I could saw flecks of blue in his steely grey eyes. "Don't push me away again." He snarled angrily, his hands tightened on my waist, as he pulled me flushed towards his chest.
I looked at him startled not understanding his sudden infatuation with me. I shrieked when he suddenly pushed me towards the railing, my stomach hit the lean rods, as he caged me between him and railing, my back collided with his front.
Unable to make a move to get away, I sensed him leaning in, nuzzling his face in my neck. His arms wrapped tighter around my body and he lowered his lips to the nape of my neck.
"You're a fucking masterpiece, Cara..." he groaned against my skin, making me whimper and clutching the railing with my hands tightly. I ha
Life was a fragile thing and Silvio Salvatore had the power to take it, he showed it to me, proved me how wrong assumptions I had of him. He wasn't just dangerous, he was deadly, a man who didn't felt any remorse before killing someone."Y-you killed h-him." Words escaped my lips before I could think. I hadn't realised but my hands had started trembling by now, my body was shaking internally, and my eyes, they couldn't stop watering my cheeks. I was still on ground when I heard rushing footsteps coming towards the room but I was too concerned to notice Dante coming and looking down at dead corpse. His eyes emotionless like looking at dead body was a daily thing for him. Well, looking at dead bodies were in my daily routines too, but under different circumstances.He killed a man! In front of me!It wasn't like he had never killed someone in front of me but these two were different situations."
"A week.""So, what're our strategies for his unexpected arrival.""A bullet is all I need to welcome him." Taking another sip of his expensive looking wine, Silvio leaned back on his chair as Dante gave a curt nod."So, you plan to surprise him?" Dante said unfolding his arms, and sitting opposite to Silvio.Silvio raised his glass as he looked at half wine filled glass."A stone for stone...a life for life." He said, Dante watched as Silvio emptied the glass on pages of file on his desk. The photo of Silas became a blur of faded memories as wine was soaked by paper."And what about the doctor you're obsessed with?" Micah asked leaning back against the wall, folding his arms across his chest.Silvio raised his brows. "What about her?""She's in radar of Michelle since you've killed Michael Morelli." Micah expla
'Your lips, they're asking to be fucked."–𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒗𝒊𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒆****She watched in awe when she caught sight of Silvio. Wearing just a pair of jeans and his raven hairs sticked to his forehead due to sweat, his sweaty body glistened as he plowed through a two of men trying to take him on. His movements were so quick and pristine as if you didn't looked carefully you would miss all the intricate and complex details of his counter actions. With the way his body moved, it was clear how efficiently and effectively he could defeat his opponents.Silvio had just plopped two guys on the ground and flipped as he kicked another in his previous jewels. A larger man came up from behind and locked his shoulders, Silvio smirked as he flipped taking the man with him and
Heaven was one kiss away, Silvio had shown her every proof of his impure obsession. She lost count of how many time Silvio made her release after fifth time, the last thing she remembered was Silvio pounding her mercilessly as he gripped her hairs.Bright rays of sun fell onto her face as her skin glowed, her body felt sore as she tried to move. Last night's events were as fresh as soreness between her thighs. Her legs were trembling deliciously and her thighs were quivering.She remembered, every single touch and every single kiss Silvio peppered her with.She felt a sudden ache in her heart when she noticed that the other side of her bed was empty, she felt cold, both physically and emotionally. Her mind drifted to his words when she let the exhaustion engulfed her.'I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you.."Her body quivered with those dirty thoughts. She swallowed the lump
"...and when I went there, it turned out to be empty. Can you believe..."I drifted off. I didn't wanted to be here. This awful place held so much of me. The loneliness had plagued my mind. I heaved a sigh.Yesterday after spending my precious time in hospital bathroom, Sophie manged to caught glimpse of me crying. I practically had to beg her not to tell anyone about this, especially Eric, judging by the fact that she was Eric's loyal worker. She promised not to tell. But as we were exiting the hospital premises, Eric approached us and presented us the insane idea of hanging out since tommorrow was Saturday, a day off.I denied but the look of gruesome on his face had me change my mind.And here I was, in the club.The Dark Knight.I again sighed. I had been doing that a lot recently. Eric and Sophie were talking and laughing about in
"Get out!" I said. My teeth grinding together and the flames of fire igniting inside me. I was upset and angry at him. One moment he was showing me how much he wanted me and the other, he was gone. Like what the hell?!He was bastard.He looked confused for a second. His brows slightly furrowed, and he tilted his head to left, his sharp grey eyes analysing me."That's not what I'm here for." I tried–and miserably failed–his voice was raw and wild, and my body reacted accordingly. My eyes glanced his way, and my breath hitched. His eyes were touching me more than his hands could. They held a turmoil of emotions, violent and fervent, and I could see myself in them.Swimming was just a word, I was drowning in him slowly."You need to leave..." My voice trailed, breaking with every time I looked at his eyes. He could alone make me get naked only with his eyes. And a
"His wife will seek revenge on you. Don't you think it was better to end her with him?""No, she has something that belongs to me.""Spanish bastard still has upper hand, I see."Micah grumbled. His crisp yellow polo t-shirt hanging loosely on his lean yet tall frame. Pair of spectacles resting freely on his nose. His arms moving back and froth as he followed Silvio."And what about her? Are you going to take her to The Estate?" Micah asked, his brows slightly furrowed in confusion.Silvio nodded before pulling Sadie out of the jet. Her struggles had died down, somewhere deep inside she knew it was futile to thrash. The grip Silvio had on her upper arm was hard like steel, she couldn't move without his permission even if she wanted to. The atmosphere had changed, the surroundings were different from the city she had spend her life in. She took a moment to scan the area, tal
I was tired.Even after sleeping whole night-or three hours-my whole body was aching. Especially the region between my thighs, the ravenous behaviour he had shown was deliciously frightening.I didn't remember, and I had lost count on how many times he had made me cum.I stirred when his arm tightened around me. I winced, and he pulled me impossibly closer. My hairs curtaining my face, my back hitting his naked torso, and I could feel the outlines of his muscles caressing my back.And Oh God!His member stood erect, pressed between my cheeks, embarrassment flowed inside me.I was fucking naked, so was he.I tried to move forward, so that his steely member could leave my ass alone."Don't move." I jumped startled when his morning hoarse voice rang against my ear, his lips pressed against my neck. He grumble