"Am I a threat to you?" Lena posed the question to Darian, applying final touches to the light makeup on her face. She huddled back her makeup kits into the box and heaved an exasperated sigh. She wasn't the type to go out to open places but she couldn't refuse Gaby's request not after bribing her with something she had longed to know of."In what way, Lena?" He passed the earrings she left on the bed to her and sat back, resting his back on the headboard, his eyes glued to the magazine he was reading."Never mind, Darian." Lena smiled. She didn't want to tell Darian about Judson's threats; they didn't get to her. She had pondered on telling him but there was no need for that. "How do I look?" She spun around, wobbling in front of him.Darian didn't look at her, the news about some assassins had gripped his attention, and he didn't realize she was still talking to him."Darian!" She called a little louder, grimacing."What?" He asked in a bored tone."Nothing, never mind." She walked
Lena hated that Darian was spending too much time on the laptop. She made noise with her voice, singing songs that didn't rhyme with each other, just to get his attention, but he was too busy. When her noise became too much, he inserted AirPods in his ears to deter the noise from disturbing him.She prowled the bedroom, looking for nothing in particular. Her main aim was to distract him, but still, she failed. Work must be taking his time, she figured he needed to focus. She stopped pacing the room and plopped on the king-sized bed. Peeking at him as he typed, she wished he would take her in his arms. She rolled on the bed, struggling to sleep. She continued to toss around until she whirled out of bed and landed on the tiled floor."Ouch," she winced in pain, kneading her butt with her hands.Darian immediately put a halt to what he was doing. "Are you fine?" He asked. When she didn't give a response to him, he went over to where she was sprawled out on the floor, he bent over and lo
Lena wriggled the pillboxes in her hands, her eyes glued to Darian as he swallowed the pills, he gulped down some water and smiled at her. "Antidepressants pills?" She asked, her eyes popping out of her head.Darian nodded his head, "Why are you surprised?" He arched his brows, curling an arm around her neck, he steered her to the bedside. "It's nothing serious, but you insisted on knowing what it is. I showed you because we agreed not to keep secrets from each other anymore.""Yeah," she stared at him. "Why?" She inquired of him."Why do I take the pills or why are there so many pills in here?" He took a box from her and lobbed it across the room. "Both," she retorted."Maybe it's an addiction, who knows?" He sniggered at her. She watched as his lips twitched in a smile, a smile that didn't reach his eyes. The type of smile that was gentle yet held so much pain. "I have been on these pills for a very long time, I took them seriously when I stopped therapy a few years ago.""Darian,
"I became addicted to pills, weed, drugs, and everything bad you can think of. I became more like my father, a beast like him. And whenever he tried to hit me, I would stop him because I was under the influence of those pills that almost ruined my life. I lived a crazy life, and did every terrible thing you could ever think of." He shook his head. "The first person I ever shot was my dad."Lena's eyes widened when Darian said that. "You killed him?" She blinked her eyes, hoping he wouldn't say he killed his father."No, I didn't. But I was close to killing him. I confronted him when he tried to hit me, I was mad, so mad I didn't know what I was doing. I shut his legs with his gun.""Oh," she sighed."He healed though, he got better. We told everyone that it was an attack from one of the rival mafia families. I think he changed after that because he didn't hit me ever again and he got more serious with the mafia affairs but he was already far behind. I was out there, living recklessly
"Hello, may I come in?" Lena peeped through the door to Darian's office, she smirked, pulled the door open, and ambled inside. "How are you?" She asked in a singsong voice."Hey, what are you doing here?" Darian smiled, he wasn't expecting her to be in his office at that hour. She was supposed to be at the casino. "I brought you food," she winked at him."Food?" "Yes, you were in a hurry to leave the house this morning. Tina cooked for you, but you didn't even eat. I couldn't go to the casino without bringing your food. Wait, what were you planning to eat if I didn't bring your food?""I drank some coffee, and I was planning to eat lunch later on. You didn't have to worry about me, you know?" He sighed, she was doing too much for him. Since the day he opened up to her about the pills, she'd changed so much."I won't let you do that. Lunch is good but breakfast is compulsory too." She dropped the bag in her hand on the vacant part of the desk and winked again. "I boarded a cab here."
This Chapter contains explicit content, Readers' discretion is advised.Do not read if you are not up to 18 or if you don't fancy offensive words._______________________________________It'd been a crazy and rough week for Darian. From finding out that his mother was still alive even when he didn't want to know, to find out who she was. He had informed Jay to look into the matter discreetly; he didn't want to let it out yet. He'd also warned Chris to keep his mouth shut. He was the Don of the Dawson family mafia, but he didn't trust every one of them. They hated his mother and if they found out about her, they might go against her again.After the rough week, all he wanted to do was to have Lena in his arms and listen to her as she ranted about the casino and other things that didn't concern him, but he loved to listen to her even when she was uttering total gibberish.His eyes darted across the room, they rested on his wife; she was trying to pack her hair. She had insisted on wear
Darian yanked down her panties. Her pink cunt was already dripping with creamy fluid, he kissed her down there and she moaned again. His lips again were killing her.He rubbed her slit with two fingers, and she gaped at him, trying to muffle her moans. He plunged his fingers into her wet hole, it was tight, making it almost impossible for him to penetrate. Was she a virgin? He asked subconsciously. He gently stroked her entrance, and soon his fingers were coated with her fluid. He thrust into her with his fingers. She yelped, holding tighter onto him."Painful?" They looked into each other's eyes, slowly burning for each other. Lena nodded her head. "I will stop, I don't want to hurt you." He pulled his fingers out of her."Don't stop, Darian." She begged, "I can manage." She told him.He tried to go slow with his fingers, but she kept on yelping in pain. He didn't want more of that, so he bent over and replaced his fingers with his tongue. Lena lost it when his tongue met with her c
Darian heaved her out of the bed, cradling her in his arms, he carried her into the bathroom, both of them fixing their eyes on each other. He kissed her before seating her inside the Jacuzzi bathtub."I can wash myself." She muttered."No, I will wash your body." He pulled the tap open to fill the jacuzzi tub with some water. He popped the lid of the soap container that smelled of rose and lavender. He poured some into the water, and let it foam a lather. When the soap had foamed, he picked a bar soap and washed her body with it. His eyes not moving away from her body, she smiled as they stared into each other's eyes. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, Lena." He rinsed her face with some clean water and kissed her lips."Have you seen a lot of women like this?" She asked, jerking a finger toward her chest. "Like I am naked?" "Lena," he drawled. "I am not a saint, but I must confess that you are the most beautiful of them all. I want you to be the only one for me, L