From the moment I first saw laurel,I'd wanted to protect and love her.it was two years ago.she was 18 .she was so innocent and beautiful and I fell hard for her at first sight.she melted my cold heart.made me feel things no woman has ever made me feel.Her parents where dead,she had no one except for her betraying boyfriend and best friend…..my body pulsed to get close to her,I craved her .but I remained hidden.I couldn't approach her.i didn't want to scare her.She thinks I don't know her,she thinks she is a stranger to me.My little bird will be so surprised by how much I know about her…she is my weakness.I have watched her for two years..biding my Time.waiting for the right time to make her mine.good thing she had a shitty boyfriend that didn't find my angel attractive enough or good enough.he only wanted her best friend.if he wasn't in her best friend's pants,he was in a gambling joint.my men stalked him also,to know when to hit the final blow.i didn't want her Hurt.i wanted her
The days goes by in a blur of activities for the wedding.A day to the wedding I woke up feeling a little better, maybe my situation wasn't so bad.Even if he was forcing me to marry him,even if I was a little attracted to him,he can never have my heart.he would never force me to love him..I was going to find a way to leave this fake marriage..I know that I am suppose to be fighting him and cursing him but I don't have the courage,I would be logical and not get myself killed.His mama was kind,it wasn't what I expected from a mobster mother..I expected her to be cruel and cold.she was the opposite.she made me feel safe.After taking my shower doing my morning routines.i step out of the shower and meet my things well arranged in the room.someone must have gone to my apartment me to bring my belongings.I pass the time arranging my things and having breakfast and launch in my room.towards evening hearing a knock on the door I turn to open the door.noting it was unlooked.meaning I am n
Wrapping my hands tightly around my cock I stroke slowly,the water cascade down my back ,I fist my shaft bracing my hand on the slick tile wall of the bathroom.images of her fills my closed eyelid.The thought of her naked beneath that towel makes me fucking hard,I fuck myself with my hands,I feel like a teenage boy getting hot from seeing a girls boobs for the first time.Only this Time is worse,I haven't even seen her maked yet and am fucking my fist in the bathroom like an amateur. I ran after her after the stunt sailor pulled,kissing me in front of my wife to be,to make her jealous.. immediately laurel turned and left I pushed sailor away.she was scared by how angry I was a coward like a scared cat..my guards kicked her out of my house and she will never come even an inch near my little angel or even close to my house anymore..I have made sure of that…I still don't understand why she pulled that stunt when she saw another woman in my house, i have never been exclusive with her,s
I woke up before everyone.today Is the day I make laurel my wife..she will be mine completely and I don't plan to ever let her go,she will come to love me and she will be in love with me as I am in Love with her.It is our wedding and I couldn't sleep anymore.i couldn't wait to claim her.A few staff prepared breakfast,I make my way through the house sipping my coffee and inspect the outdoot decoration's..there were fairy lights in the yard,the arch at the end decorated in red roses,the carpet littered with petals and pales flowers.chairs with draped fabrics sat on sides.the natural beauty of the outdoors made it look enchanting and romantic,even I that have zero experience about things like this knows it is beautifully done.The event planners and caterers shuffles about making last minute touches.There Will be no party afterwards.not yet.mia Moglie (my wife) is not ready.I continue to sip my coffee and watch as the house wakes and began preparation.My mother comes to stand besid
My shoulders heave with my sob.my cheeks wet with tears that drops from my chin into the water at my feet.My sob echos In the bathroom,bouncing back to me from the tiles.I allow my self to cry because I have been bottling up my emotions..I hurt because my boyfriend and best friend betrayed me.hurt that I don't have any family therefore no one could save me from this loveless contract marriage.i didnt know what I was getting myself into,he could be a cheat and he might allow his mistresses into the house to taunt me,after all his mom forced him to marry a girl like me..he doesn't love me..I cried harder because I wanted to marry for love and that has been taken from me.I cry because I feel like a complete gold digger and I wouldn't have gotten into a contract marriage if I had my own money,I wouldn't need to stay because he promised to pay all my loans..I cried because I have shitty taste in men , my first boyfriend sold me and the second man in my life forced me to marry him…I o
I hadn't slept the whole night.i tossed and turned until I couldn't take it anymore.i sat on the balcony of my room,the night was cold and starless,I knew I wasn't going to get anymore sleep so I signed some paperworks and watched my vessel footage.I had a snitch in my employment and a thief,Killian my right hand man is talking care of that since it is nothing big I can concern myself with.I also have to look into some fucking lackeys on my hand, delaying payment for my protection in the city,I needed to draw him out,make an example of him so no one will have the guts to sleep on my money or forfeit payment but my thoughts are filled with laurel and I am unable to function properly without having her near.She is my wife now and am suppose to move her into my room with me but I wanted to give her time,now I almost regret it.i crave for her,I crave for her touch,he smell,her presence.but I need to take it slow,to give her time and earn her love and trust,and that is the only reason
I hurriedly shuffle into my room.the soft click of the lock echoing in the other wise quiet space.leaning against the door,my palm over my heart threatening to burst out of the confines of my chest.A sob wrenches out of my throat and I clasp my hand over my my mouth.Why the fuck am I even crying…I had the best kiss of my life and definitely the best makeout of my life,I've never been this aroused in my life.and it had to be my husband that i hate that brings this feelings out from me.Damon couldn't come close.his kisses were often closed mouth and brief,he never makes out with me for more than 3 minutes,it always feels like he is bodyly present but his absent mindedly kissing me..Its wonder how I never noticed.its a wonder how I have been starving for this long, he has basically been feeding me bread crumbs and I honestly have been satisfied with that until now.A renewed hunger churns in my stomach and I my clench my trying to relieve the pang in my core.FUCK.I didn't know wha
I hurry down to my office with my men In tow.i snatch the iPad from one of my men beside me and watch the footage.Someone slips a shirt over my back but I pay no attention as my focus is solely on the footage currently displaying on the screen.I clench my jaw,almost crushing my teeth and jaw. I stop abruptly and fling the iPad on the wall.My men doesn't seem fazed by it, they just shifts to a distance from me and stand..I wrench the door to my office and barge in…my right hand man is already there, going over the same footage on my computer screen.I cross over to my sit..he turns the laptop back in my direction…"We have a spy in the compound too,I caught a staff I didn't know by the hall today…he is currently in the warehouse…. didn't take much for him to start squealing..he doesn't seem to know much, just that someone wants him to report your daily activities to him, through an untraceable burner phone"..Killian gives me a run down on the situation.Glaring at my men surroundin