FLAMES‘HE’S OUT OF THE CITY’, Blaze said over the phone, I was on my merry fucking way to hang up when he added,“No thanks for getting rid of Ethan Townsend? You are not still mad about your sister thing, are you? Get the fuck over it man, you pops paid better than Berkely so I took the job”Right.Or maybe he was still around because he knew I would always need his help like with the Townsend situation.“You keep your hands off her soldier”The fucker laughed.“I can’t make any promises’He hung up.I would have chosen to pick a fight with him but my fucking knuckles hurt. With Mia gone, I had tracked down the imbecile, Ethan Townsend, at his parents’ summer house. A couple of punches later for what he did to Mia and I threatened his ass I would kill him if he ever tried to speak to Mia let alone appeared in the same room she was.The little punk had put up a brave fight and I had been relentless in putting him in his place before Blaze took charge.Ethan Townsend got the message.
MIAI WANT YOUR TUMMY SWELLED UP WITH MY KIDHIS words washed over me like a tidal wave. I wanted that too and I wanted what was happening too but at the back of my mind, the insecurities crept in.My situation was temporary but what if it turned permanent.What if I was blind forever and I never got to look at my kids…ever. Never got to brush their hair away and gaze into their little eyes wondering just who they looked like. Me or Andro?Tears welled my eyes but I didn’t cry.No, instead I held a brave face, I let everything I craved for this man take over.He kissed my lips tenderly before he made his way down my cheek, my jaw, my neck, every kiss, every feel of his teeth sink into my skin adding to my high of delirium and passion.The dress I wore specifically to tease him today rode up my thighs and Andro’s fingers sunk into them imbuing me with flames that licked my insides and out and left me a writhing mess.My fingers found his head and I sunk into his hair remembering, lovin
FLAMESPUSSY whipped.There was no better way to explain what had happened last night than that.She fit so perfectly my dick wanted to be buried balls deep in her for the rest of the night, for fucking eternity.But as much as I craved her, I cared so much for her wellbeing that I had to tone down my caveman urge to ravish her.She’d enjoyed it, I had made sure she did but I had also gone hard unleashing every part of me that wanted her and, in the end, she was languid-limbed and redolent of sex. Hurt even.The sunlight shimmied its way into my room, the first light of dawn cascading down her head, up my beard and to my eyes and for once, I didn’t fucking complain of the stinging of my eyes or how shitty the day would turn out to be.On the contrary, this day was perfect. My life was perfect and it would be hence on.I leaned into the pillow pulling her to me and being wary of her waking up.Her body, naked and so fucking beautiful in my arms scooted to me seeking my warmth, seeking
MIA“HE’S STARING AT HER, THE WAY I DO EVERYTIME I SEE YOU. Breathtakingly beautiful, like the moon and the stars beautiful”, Andro whispered, his palm on my belly.Watching a movie was weird and at the same time like having the actors replaying every scene right here right now with you.“And how is she looking at him?”I asked, the movie played, Andro’s voice dropped an octave caressing my ear lobe like a warm heated blanket…the kind you needed when you were freezing to death alone in an igloo up the Artic.“She doesn’t get it. She’s so pissed she doesn’t get what’s right in front of her. A man deeply in love with her he can’t breathe when she’s not near, a man who had to watch and wait for her to come back to him after she married a man who wasn’t worth her time”I replayed every scene in my mind, my heart throbbing with intense love.Love for the movie and the main characters and love for the man explaining every single detail I couldn’t see.“Maybe she doesn’t get what’s right in
FLAMES‘HE’S TRYING, YOU GOTTA GIVE HIM THAT’, Diego said next to me, I took a chug of my wine staring at Mia who was clad in a Kelly-green Balmain dress talking to my old man.Her face said she was trying her best to carry on the conversation but her posture was entirely different like she was scared and uncomfortable.The wise thing to do would have been to leap into the conversation and pull her away from my father but I couldn’t.She had warned me not to be me.The usual gruff overprotective and possessive man I was around her. Her words not mine.“And I’ve forgiven him, that should be enough”, I said dryly. Diego grimaced not buying my bullshit.“You could at least try going golfing with him”I turned to him with an unpleased sneer,“I hate golf”“You could take Mia along”Mia didn’t like golf either.“She doesn’t like him and I don’t like putting her in uncomfortable situations. We shook it off Dee, me and him are good and the last thing I’m gonna do is hold hands with him and p
MIAONE MINUTE I was talking to Alberto Petrakis about being a member of his golf cheering squad and the next, I was down feeling every muscle tear itself from my bones.“Someone please help!” one person cried to my right, dust and nausea filled the pits of my stomach as I tried to bring down the hard ringing in my ears.“A-Alberto—”My bruised hand searched for him but I didn’t find him and worse of all I couldn’t see.“Leo? Leo?”Another person screamed from my left, I think I heard a child cry some where in the mess but with the dimming ringing and my body being sore, I couldn’t tell.My attempts at standing up were brought down by the migraine that leapt from one side of my head to the other rendering me immobile.The dust and smoke invaded my nostrils and when I inhaled everything all together, everything drifted away. I drifted away.“A small concussion, nothing to worry about. We should probably look at those cuts on your head”“I’m fine”The second voice was stoic and more vib
FLAMES“You are killing me, baby”, I SLUMPED ON TOP OF HER, drained of everything.Five, six times and there was no quenching the hunger that racked my blood and veins every time this woman touched me or smiled at me.This past week had been defined by shit slapping me from every corner once it got the chance.Howard Spiro was a lunatic who had tried killing a ton of innocent people simply because he was on the loosing end with my father, after the little stunt he pulled, getting him incarcerated wasn’t a difficult feat.And just to make his life fucking harder, I added some evidence-fake evidence- with Blaze’s help that would keep the bastard behind bars till his teeth fell out and his hair thinned on his head.The other shit, the one that had bugged me so fucking much was the fact that the three bombs that had been planted at my parent’s place could have killed everyone.Blaze, who was good at pyrotechnics and all that shit, had only managed to diffuse two of them once he realized t
MIA‘THE INVENTORY’S UP TO DATE, all that’s left is contacting Gavin Villanueva, the designer I told you about?”I gazed at my phone one last time with a goofy smile before I faced the brunette who had been stressing since she invited me over for coffee.“The one in Paris”, I affirmed, she cut her croissant throwing a piece in her mouth.“Yeah, that one, the only problem is I can’t leave the country without ‘you know who’”Oh, I knew.Lucy had been breathing down my neck with Blaze’s name over and over again, if it wasn’t for the fact that I liked Blaze, I would have deemed him the most pig headed human to walk the face of the earth from Lucy’s description of him.“Does your dad still think Edward Townsend might try to approach you?”Pushing her hair away from her face, swallowing the piece of croissant before leaping for another pinch, she sighed,“Eddie, the Spiros, not that I mean to diss my brother but since he arrived, my old man has been on edge and Blaze is like the son he neve