I stared at him, wide-eyed, aware of the heat from his body, rolling off in waves. Awareness swept through me, my stomach clenched and wetness flooded my core as I felt his nearness; and I sighed. He gripped a handful of my hair with an oath and brought his mouth down on mine, his hard lips slanting as they claimed my mouth. His heavy, strong body forced me against the wall and I trembled with need and fear… I was rigid for a while, unable to understand what was happening. My body begged me to hold his shoulders, to stroke him, to let go. But my almost Puritanical upbringing made me stay stiff and resistant. Till he sank his teeth into my lower lip and I opened my mouth in a gasp. * When the cynical, jaded Mafia Don Lucien Delano, meets eighteen-year-old, Proserpina Martinez, she falls in love with him without realizing that she is just a plaything for him. By the time she comprehends the reality, it is too late. Pregnant and alone the spirited young woman does something that takes the Don by surprise. She runs away. What happens next? Read it to find out how the stormy, passionate lovers battle their emotions and themselves. *
View MoreProserpinaI dressed up with a sense of foreboding. When I looked into the mirror, I was mildly surprised to see that I looked good. My face did not betray my distress for I knew that I should not make my children worried, at least, not more than they were now. The silver-grey slinky dress was made of a shimmering material and contrasted dramatically with my deep brown hair.The pretty dress came down to a little below my knees and had a deep plunging neck with billowing sleeves. The back was also daringly deep and I knew that the dress hugged my bosom, flaring out slightly from the waist but still revealing my slight baby bump. I smiled my hand on my stomach. I looked like a woman expecting a baby and I was happy about it.Glancing at the time, I sighed, dabbing a dash of mild perfume to the area behind my earlobes, affixing the tiny diamond studs that Gaston had gifted me. I needed to go and see that the final touches to dinner had been done.MajaShe settled down in the chair at th
ClaudeHe reeled from the next blow, delivered by someone else who had come up behind him but Claude was agile on his toes. Ignoring the pain radiating through his arm, he swung around, the knife in his hand, the one he had grabbed from the floor. With a broad sweep, he made it clear that he was no coward, the knife was his weapon and with a snarl, he lunged suddenly at his opponent, a skinny man with a goatee and thinning hair. The man yelped as Claude’s blade sliced through his flesh. At the same time, Hank appeared behind him and dealt the attacker a blow that sent him to the ground. Castle had also finished overpowering the men who had been futilely attempting to subdue him, With a vicious kick at the man who had been trying to reach for a glass on the counter to attack him, Claude immobilised him.Castle came closer, breathing heavily, blood trickling down his forehead.‘Sir,’ for he insisted on addressing Claude as Sir, ‘The Capo is on his way.’ Claude grinned wickedly, eyes dan
MajaThe bathroom sported all kinds of beauty products and she guessed that Proserpina saw to it that the guests who stayed here felt pampered during their stay. Soaking in the tub, she sighed as the English rose soap, handmade, she thought in wonder as she turned it over and over in her hands; it spread its heavenly fragrance in the bathroom. Sighing, she relaxed, eyes closed till the hammering on the door made her eyes fly open. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she saw with a shock that it was half an hour gone.The pounding was now becoming more intense. It was Maddy.‘Mommie, you aren’t dead, are you?’ came the anxious shout from the other side of the door.Maja sighed.The child was sometimes too much. Over imaginative, said the head teacher at the school.“Coming!’ she hollered and tugging on the soft robe she had discovered, she pushed her red curls from off her face. Flinging open the door, she began crossly,“What …’ and stopped, blushing. James Schwartz stood there in the
MajaHer face burning with rage, Maja stepped to her much taller son.’How dare you speak like that? Have you no sense of gratitude?’ she hissed, aware that Ria Delano had entered the room along with a maid who was carrying a load of laundered bed clothes. The pretty young woman smiled and walking over to the windows, threw them open, revealing a view of the lawns. Maddy who had begun to whine about the pup having been taken away, was immediately distracted and she jumped up to race across.‘Mom, look, the view is fantastic!’ she cried, jumping up and down, clapping her hands.As she made to move across to her daughter, smiling faintly, Magnus's low voice hit her in the chest, ’Stupid f*cking c*nt. You could not even keep your own husband with you…’She whirled on him, shocked but he had stomped away. Minutes later, she heard the adjoining door slam and she bowed her head in shame as Ria and the maid turned around in surprise. One look at her downcast face and they exchanged silent lo
PhilippeThe building he had been pointed out to was the address for Amelia Perez, the mystery woman Paddy had last been seen meeting up with at the gay bar named Ostriches in the Arctic.He glanced around himself. No security cameras on the landings, of course.It was a rundown building in a shabby part of the town. The smell of frying onions and urine had assailed his nostrils as he entered the building with his men, just a couple of them. He did not want to alarm the woman and then again, he did not know what had happened to Paddy. But Philippe and seen enough organised crime to suspect that all was not well.The drumming sound of the rain had increased the isolating feeling he knew was palpable on the landing. He had yet to come face to face with any other inhabitant of the building. A distant sound of barking as one of the occupants on the floor below him, opened and shut the door, alerted him to the fact that there were people in the building with the mouldy walls and the leakin
MajaShe looked about herself surreptitiously. The cacophony of sounds was rising as she moved forward to the woman who stood smiling. She was young, thought Maja in surprise, younger than Maja herself; and lovely, in a sensuous way, with that curvaceous body. Her heavy brown hair, shining mahogany in the light, hung in a long, thick braid down her back and soft tendrils of brown hair curled enticingly around her face. Dressed in a simple Indian kurta and a pair of jeans, she looked stunning and Maja felt like a frump.And then Maja did a double take. Wait, the woman was expecting a baby???As though she became aware of Maja’s gaze on her slight baby bump, the woman laughed.Stepping forward, she smiled and said,“Hi! I’m Proserpina, Proserpina Delano. Welcome to our home.’She spread her hands to indicate the young woman with golden hair in a ponytail who was playing with the dogs,”These are all my children,’ she smiled as she stepped up to Schwartz and linked her hand through his a
ProserpinaWhen Schwartz called back to ask if he could bring a couple of teenagers and their mother, who was going to be a colleague of Grace and Melissa at the local Hollowford High, I had agreed.I knew that Lucien would not be too happy but it would be a welcome distraction for Dom, Lou and Tara who were moping in the living room, having heard about Paddy’s disappearance.Besides, we always had room for people in our spacious mansion and from what he had not said, I got the feeling that the family were desperately in need of a roof over their head. I went into the kitchen to check if we had enough food and quickly began to whip up a Jambalaya to go with the apple pie that was already done and the meatloaf I had prepared earlier in the day. Macaroni and cheese, my kids’ all-time favourite took very little time to get done and that had also been on the original menu.As I went about chopping the onions, celery and bell peppers for the jambalaya, Ria came into the kitchen to watch. C
Maja“Oh, great, thought Maja as she picked up her duffle bag and trotted after the man who was striding out, anger in every fibre of his bearing.‘Please wait,’ she panted and he stopped abruptly, turning to look at her, his green eyes hard and cold, all the humour and the warmth had vanished. He looked dangerous and she halted at once.“Look,’ she murmured softly, stopping in her tracks as she looked into his hard, handsome face,“I did not…’ and then, looking him in the eyes, she said in a small voice,”I am sorry.’ Tilting her chin, she gazed at him, stubbornly. He sighed and nodded.’Car’s here.’ he said shortly and they saw that a large deep blue sedan had driven up to the door. The children eagerly piled into the back seat as one of the men standing at the entrance came over to help them to load their luggage, just a couple of sad-looking, worn-out suitcases.Maja bit her lip. They looked like refugees; she thought bitterly, which they were in some sense of the word!The door s
LucienHe had a lot to oversee that day. The two new projects they were launching were readying to open in a week. And he had organised a grand party for his clientele and business associates. His men were waiting at both the venues and he went about, satisfied with the progress. Everything was done, the final touches were all that he needed to take care of.Both the new Clubs were in different parts of the city. As of now, he had no plans of leaving Hollowford to set up another Club elsewhere. It served his purpose excellently, to stay in his hometown and bring the business here. it was his home turf and he knew everything that went on there.Then there was Claude’s upcoming fight. it would be the first time that he was facing a professional; all the other fights before this had merely been warm-ups as far as Lucien was concerned. From the daily reports he kept receiving about the young man’s progress, he knew that he had little to worry about. Claude was laid back and a sexual anima
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