Chapter 43

Chapter 43
|| KIERA STEVENS'S POV ||
" Why aren't you asleep?", the familiar voice took my breath away. I swallowed thickly, pretending to be a tough girl on the surface. An hour passed since his fiance left the mansion. David led her out through lies. Just like his boss, he didn't want Cassandra to find out what kind of relationship we were having.
I shrugged without looking back at him,
" Just watching...why are you here?"
I cast him a side glance. Despite pushing hard, I couldn't sound soft. His brows knitted tightly, detecting the iciness behind my voice. Letting out a low growl, he started approaching me,
" What kind of question is that? This is still my house and..you....you are..still mine.."
He emphasized the last words angrily, reminding me of his claim on me again and again. I let out a laugh of mockery. Turning around to face, I replied, twitching my lips,
" How many women do you own, Don Azrael De Luca? Does your fiance know about them including me?"
His eyes turned dark in the next moment. I regretted speaking too much. It was none of my business anymore but the burning jealousy made me do this bullshit thing.
He blurted, coming closer to me,
" Whom did you meet? Didn't I tell you to not step outside?"
My heart winced in pain when he didn't try to dodge my question. It meant that everything she told me was right. She was his official fiance, the woman to whom he was going to get married soon.
I replied bitterly, curling my lips up into a smile,
" She came to me..why didn't you tell her everything, Luca? Are you afraid that she will leave you?"
He spat with a low growl, pushing me backward slowly,
"Cassandra is nothing to me. She is my grandfather's choice! You are thinking too much."
My face dropped quickly. Without stepping backward anymore, I gulped hard before telling him,
" I don't fucking care. I just think..you have come into the wrong room. You should go off to your fiance now.."
His lips curled up into a devilish, and instead of going he pushed me closer to his face,
" Oh really? Why don't you push me out, Kiera? Tell me, you don't want me here? Tell me, you aren't happy to see me here? Then..I will leave and go back to my fiance obediently..Mmm?"
I felt hypnotized by his brooding eyes. He was holding me so close that I could smell his fragrance. I wanted to tell him that I didn't want him here but the truth buried in my heart didn't let me tell those words to my face. I was happy to see that he chose to accompany me instead of spending time somewhere else. Before coming here, I didn't expect that he would spare a glance at me.
My lips parted to say but nothing came out except multiple sighs. We both stayed a few seconds in silence awkwardly.
'Fuck'
He let out a throaty growl and jumped on me until I was pressed against the long glass. He claimed my lips hard, biting and sucking until I parted them voluntarily to give him access. His hands were everywhere on my body, my shoulders, my neck, and finally rested on my ass before he squeezed them hard.
I let out a moan into his mouth as he began to push up my dress. My hands wrapped around his neck subconsciously. I kissed him back with more intensity. I missed him more these days. The battle of hatred exhausted me. I wanted to feel him again. So, I shut off those negative thoughts and focused on the moment that we were sharing.
His movements grew impatient as he couldn't get rid of my tight dress. After leaving my lips, he pressed me, against the open window, facing me from behind. I grew a little shy in this position. Anyone could see us from outside but so far I could see, there wasn't a single person. I wondered did he also owned the beach too?
My thoughts disappeared when he stepped behind me, his zipper going down. I let out a surprised gasp as he pushed his length inside me unexpectedly. My eyes closed in pleasure, feeling how larger his cock grew inside me. He thrust a few times from behind, taking my breath away.
Our bodies kept pressing against the glass wall, slightly shaking from our vigorous movements. He pushed out and thrust back until it hit my womb. I cried out, finding something to hold but there was nothing.
He flipped me around, held a thigh in the air then positioned his cock at my entrance again. I couldn't help, staring at his face. The dark eyes that held lust and passion for me put my body on fire. I knew that he was destroying me but I gave him the power to control me.
He thrusted deeper this time repeatedly until nothing came out from my mouth except my ragged breathing. I cried out between, pulling his head closer to kiss,
" Lu...Luca..Oh god..Ah..Ah..."
It felt delicious how he managed to hit all corners of my walls. He didn't stop for a second, took my lips again like I asked, and kept thrusting deeper and deeper. My core throbbed in need. It felt like a forbidden addiction that I didn't want to leave aside.
He kept growling his words out lowly,
" I never...took.. anyone like..you .. Cassandra.. means nothing..to me..."
I tried to look into his eyes to find the sincerity of his tongue but his relentless thrusts were making me lose everything. After a few more strokes, my body shuddered, releasing cum as he kept going slow inside me.
My eyes kept staring at his handsome face groggily. His lips were slightly parted in pleasure, a view that I never couldn't see before. At that moment, I figured it out. No matter how much I hated him, I couldn't get rid of his existence in my life. When you know that you are walking to the path of destruction willingly, nothing can stop you from going there anymore.
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|| AZRAEL DE LUCA'S POV||
I smiled at her sleeping face. She just fell asleep after our crazy fuck. I didn't want to tire her but she was irresistible. I loved the way how she looked fucking pissed off, having Cassandra in the house. At that moment, I forgot everything and wanted to stamp her as mine permanently.
After today, I figured out that I could no longer pretend that I had feelings for her. I wanted Ryan first but now, I wanted both. My subconscious blurted back, reminding me,
What are you going to do with her? Marry her like your grandfather will approve? Never!
This family of the Mafia lived based on secrets and loyalty. The moment, my grandfather or other members learned about her, they were going to bury her alive under the sand here.
I shook off those thoughts permanently and stared down at her hand which had been holding me for a good while. My phone on the center table beeped, showing an incoming call. Thankfully, I put it on silent, or else she would have been disturbed in sleep.
Picking up the phone, I headed to the corridor, answering reluctantly.
" Where are you, Luca? We are waiting for you!", It was Cassandra who called from my grandpa's phone. I took a glance at the caller ID and clenched my teeth hard.
Why was she always nagging me?
" Busy!", I replied shortly, pulling my eyes in the distance. The ocean looked beautiful at night.
Cassandra began to complain ironically, pretty loud so that others could hear her,
" What makes you so busy, Luca? You just arrived in Italy. Not to mention, your grandpa is unhappy with you."
Before she could blabber more, another tone came through the speaker, pissing me off,
" Come back to the mansion, Luca! NOW! The Mitchells are waiting for you. We have to tell them about your illegitimate son. I don't want to ruin our relationship."
I blurted back furiously, correcting him,
" Don't you dare to call him illegitimate? He is my son. He has a father and mother both. I don't fucking care what the Mitchells think. But if you are disrespecting my son again, I will have no choice but to remind you who is the Don here! Also, I am not going anywhere. Don't.. dare to show Ryan in front of them. I am telling you. I don't want any danger in my son's life.."
I hung up the phone quickly. I could tolerate everything but not when it comes to my son..and.. now it's her...How could I keep both happiness in my life because bringing them into my life was nothing less than a death threat in their lives?
I had to do something to keep them both. What if I ask her to become my mistress for a lifetime? Will she agree?