Chapter 56

**Raffale**

Flavio strolled into my office and asked, "How's the little troublemaker doing?"

"I'm not sure... Annika mentioned he cried himself to sleep yesterday and hasn't gotten out of bed since," I replied with a sigh.

"Poor kid. I can't believe she managed to get through to him; she probably twisted the truth about what happened yesterday."

"We know everyone around here. They should give me a heads-up before letting anyone through the gates," I said.

"So, what’s your plan with Blanche?" he inquired.

"Nothing," I replied.

"Nothing?" he echoed.

"She’s not getting past those gates or anywhere near my kids again. I don’t care where she is or what she’s up to. As long as she stays away from my children, she’s not my concern," I stated firmly.

"What if she tries something? You know how sneaky she can be," he reminded me.

"Then we’ll be ready for it," I said, standing up and leaving the office. I headed upstairs to Enzo's room and found him in bed, but I could tell he wasn’t asleep since Romeo and Catarina were lying with him.

"Enzo?" I called, moving closer to his bed and noticing he was just staring at the ceiling. "You okay?" He didn’t respond, so I lay down next to him and hugged him tightly, hearing him sniffle. Is it normal for a five-year-old to feel this way? I’m really trying to comfort him.

"He didn’t want to talk to us either," Romeo chimed in, making me glance at the two of them.

"Are you guys alright?"

They nodded. "We know how she is, but this was the first time he saw her like that."

"I'm sorry, Enzo," I sighed.

"Is she coming back?" he asked.

"No, she’s not," I assured him.

"I don’t want to see her again, Daddy. She scares me," he sniffled.

"You won’t have to. I’m sorry I let her near you; that’s what I was trying to protect you from. I didn’t want you to see her because I knew this would happen," I explained.

"I want Annika," he said.

"She went somewhere, but she’ll be back soon," I promised.

"Did you and Mommy love each other?" he asked.

Yes, we did at some point. Things happen, but when you were growing in her belly, I knew you were going to be the best gift. You were the best thing that came out of it. All of you."

"I love you, Daddy," he said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. Children have a way of making you feel truly wanted.

"Crap," Annika hissed, holding her finger as she brought in the bags.

"Why did you bring in all the bags by yourself?" I asked.

"I didn't need anyone's help. I have it under control. I'm not helpless, Raffaele."

"I know," I sighed, helping her bring the bags into the kitchen.

"How's Enzo?" she asked.

"He's fine now. I got him to eat. You didn't have to go grocery shopping."

"I know, but these are the children's favorite foods, and we ran out. I thought it would cheer them up," she shrugged, making me smile.

I leaned her against the counter, wrapping my hand around her neck. She was always so needy. I saw her lick her lips, making me chuckle. I kissed her slowly, adding in tongue, and she moaned in my mouth. I felt her hands on my bulge, giving it a small squeeze, making me grunt.

I broke the kiss, turned her around, and bent her over the counter. I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, and pressed myself against her. I teased and played with her through her underwear, feeling how wet she was. I moved her underwear to the side, using my thumb to rub her clit and sliding my fingers inside her. She was soaked, and I felt her walls giving me more access as I covered her mouth.

She held onto me while my fingers thrust into her. She was soaked, and her walls were clenching. I knew she wanted more by how she pressed herself against me. "Who do you belong to, hm?" I whispered, her moans and whimpers ringing against the palm of my hand.

I removed my hand and grabbed her neck, leaning her back more. "I can't hear you, angel," I told her, plunging my fingers deeper inside her.

"You, I belong to you. I'm... all... yours," she said, trying to catch her breath. She held onto my arm with her legs almost losing their balance. She finished her orgasm and held onto the counter. I licked my fingers

and turned her to face me.

"What? You're not going to have sex with me?" She smirked, pulling me towards her.

"That's what you want me to do? Fuck you?" I teased, making her nod. "Get on your knees," I told her.

"Hm?"

"Knees, baby," I repeated. She got on her knees, and I grabbed her chin to look up at me. She was about to unzip my pants, but I stopped her. "I'll tell you when you deserve to get your throat fucked. It's just nice to see you on your knees like this."

She smiled and lifted up my shirt, kissing my waist, then got up and walked out of the kitchen, making me smirk.

What have I created?