I'm not a humanitarian, I'm a hell-raiser. ~ Mother JonesMARCO"You ready for this?" I asked, getting into the car with Aurora."I am."I turned to look at her, and what I saw wasn't anger or displeasure. Her skin was flushed with wisdom and echoes of the war cry. There was hardly any trace of innocent girlhood left in her features.She was a woman now. A woman born of tempest and fire, of the blood moon and howling wolves. With a soul like Persephone and splendor like Aphrodite, I knew that Aurora was destined for a queendom of dark power and unconquered lands.Smirking, I floored the gas pedal, heading west where I had secured asshole. All this time, he received a royal treatment even though he was chained. He was fed, hydrated, and there wasn't a single scar against his white skin. Until now. Until my beautiful dark goddess decides to teach him how to shriek and bawl.We reached the place in fifteen and made our way into the house. Two of my men were already stationed inside the h
A U R O R AIt took months of persuasion and hours of smooth talk to convince Marco to take me to visit The Leather House with him. The club has been a great revelation and a sanctum of BDSM indulgence I haven't had the pleasure to experience, saving otherwise my last unexpected trip. It wasn't like we didn't experiment or lavish in sex past couple of months when essentially that was all we did, but the lure of the den of pleasure crawled at me several times.The only condition to his acquiescence to take me to TLH with him was the display of epitome submission. And I understood it because he exuded an aura of power and intangible dominance and ruled the place with an iron fist, and any error from my end would reflect poorly on him.Maybe for this reason alone that I dressed to perfection. The lacy-wine red corset top revealed just the right amount of cleavage, leaving the rest of one's imagination, while the silver sequin skirt hugged the curves, stopping at mid-thigh. I smoothed dow
"The desire of the man is for the woman; the desire of the woman is for the desire of the man." - Madame de StaëlMARCO "I was beginning to assume that you have turned vanilla," Gage chuckled before checking out Aurora. Clearly, he remembered her because you don't really forget a pretty face as hers who busted your nose.I recalled how pissed and confused he was, sitting in my office, holding a pack of ice to his bleeding nose while I went through the CCTV footage. For my part, I didn't know what to feel – to be mad at her or worried because I could have lost her entirely.But she was here now, by my side, and it made all the difference in the world."Me and vanilla?" I snorted. "Hell fucking no."Laughing, he dragged a barstool closer and perched on it, while I helped Aurora onto another one and stood by her. The bartender offered us the usual that Gage happily took in, unable to refuse a glass of whiskey while I waived off mine."You are doing any scenes today?" Gage asked conversa
AURORAThe last thing I remember about the night was the self-effacing laugh of Marco and the kiss on my forehead before I fell asleep in his arms with no sense of time or place even when I roused up the next day.Were we at the club or the house? Nevermind.I managed to pull myself off the bed and reach for the phone. As soon as the screen unlocked and came alive in my hands, I cursed. "Shit." There were 31 voice messages, at least half a dozen missed calls, and a very angry best friend on the other end.I have almost forgotten that I had promised Sammy I would go out with her and now I was horribly late. Why the hell Marco didn't wake me up?And most importantly, where the hell was he?But I had no time to speculate. Sprinting into the bathroom, I got my business done in record time. And thanks to my rash driving skills and lesser-known routes of Chicago, I somehow managed to pick her up by the skin of my teeth. But even that didn't save me from all her pouts and eye-rolling taunts.
AURORA 3 months laterIn all honesty, I never wanted it to come to this. I never wanted Viktor to find out that his youngest brother was involved with drugs.But life in Chicago was fucked up as hell. You either choose this life, or this life chooses you. Unfortunately for Stef, it was both.He did manage to effectively lie to us for months until a few weeks ago, he overdosed. And all hell broke loose. But, like every male Romano I know of, he was stubborn and a pain in the ass. And like I had already feared, he dug a hole too deep than he had realized.When everything else in the book failed to drag him back, Viktor decided he was better off in rehab because the home was too close to his heart to bring a change. It must have been the toughest choice Viktor had made in the longest time, but it was needed.It was needed to keep his brother alive.But the cocktail of drugs wasn't the only threat to Stefan's life.Viktor and his family have harbored enemies for a long time, and there wa
MARCOMy hand was as red as her ass.Jesus, Aurora was a sight to behold. Even on her hands and knees, that woman could bring down my world down to her feet, and I could only give in. Her skin was coated in sweat, her mouth parted, and her back arched in anticipation of the next blow.Allowing a slight reprise, I trailed my palm toward the inside of her thigh and felt the velvet of her skin. It took a mere flick of my wrist to part her legs and touched her sex, letting my fingers explore her body in ways which my sins demanded. And as soon as my fingers grazed against her clit, and she whimpered, my dick throb with equal impatience."Ugn!" she screamed, wagging her ass more and more."Are you saying something?" I teased, circling her bundle of nerves.I knew her body too well. I knew how to make it fucking sing and dance like the way I wanted it to.And my stubborn girl wouldn't just admit it.I maintained the tempo for a long beat, just enough to allow her mind to get immersed in the
VIKTOR"Thanks. I will text you the details." The moment I got off the phone with Marco and turned around, there was Dominic. He made no effort to hide his frown, and his whining was the last thing I wanted to hear. So I just walked past him, but the asshole couldn't take a hint.Dominic quickly stepped up, blocking my path. "I could have met Giovanni on my own.""Marco will take care of it.""I could have taken care of it," he almost growled.Sighing, I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Dom, you need to stay here. You are of no good if you can't stand beside your family during tough times."He wasn't done pushing my limits for the day. "You weren't the only one who heard these lectures growing up. I was there too," he sneered. "As for the tough times, it will never tide over for us."I grabbed his shirt and pushed him against the wall before he could raise his defence."Then why the fuck do I have to spell it to you every fucking time?" I gritted through my teeth. "I have two brothers,
AURORASam looked like shit, and I didn't even have the heart to say it. Dark circles rimmed her eyes, her skin was dry and pale, and her hair...when was the last time she had brushed? Sadness was so much unlike her. Sam has a natural radiance, one that has the ability to illuminate every facet of darkness.I watched her enter the bedroom, completely unaware of my presence as she lazily slammed the door shut and turned..."Jesus Christ! Are you crazy?" Sam screamed, staggering back."That's debatable," I smirked in a pathetic attempt to make her smile but later gave up. "Are you okay?"She didn't need to spell out the words. I could already see them etched on her face. Then, without a word, she joined me on the couch, throwing her head back to stare aimlessly at the ceiling.I haven't really gotten my head wrapped around the concept of 'family' while I was growing up. But spending time with these people...Viktor, Dominic, Sammy, Stef...the idea was abundantly clear to me. They had eac