Stolen Dove: Stolen Hearts Series

by Blake, Carina

  “I don’t hate you, Victor. I’m angry with you. Are you sleeping with anyone else?”

  “I told you that I’m not. I have not been with anyone since before I went to college. It’s been over ten years.”

  “That is hard to believe.”

  “It’s the truth. Then I saw you, and you changed everything for me.”

  “I don’t even think I hated you then. I was hurt, jealous, feeling confused because I was so grateful that you picked me. Then I was hurt that I was nothing but a convenient lay for you.”

  “Honey, you were anything but convenient. The thought of another man touching you was too much to bear. They had rules and warnings. I took you so no one else would. I pictured someone snatching you from me if I gave you an inch of space.”

  “But you left the room.”

  “To deal with Avanti. I’d been coming from his office, pissed about the entire purpose of the party, and then I saw you as I climbed the steps to my room. Afterward, I told him I was leaving and taking you with me. There was no way I was going to let you go. I wasn’t gone long when I found you sleeping in my shirt. Selfishly, I married you before you could fight it.”

  “Why? So you know your babies are yours only?”

  “No. Because I’m madly in love with you. I didn’t know it right away, but by the time we landed in Madrid, I knew that this burning pain in my chest from the thought of you leaving was more than guilt. I love you, and I know that I don’t deserve your love, but I’ll forever promise to love you faithfully, Dove.”

  “I love you more than you know. I can’t say exactly when, but it could have been from the first instant that you grabbed me away from that man with such anger. For so long I thought you hated me, but I felt the way you’ve held me close every night. It only made me long for more. I wanted the fairy tale. I wanted your passion as well as your heart.”

  “I was angry at first. I’d never paid to be with a woman. I abstained because my father made me sick with the way he let women ruin his life and ours. I took it out on you, wanting to punish you for making hunger for the forbidden.”

  “You have me, but you don’t trust me enough to give me an inch of freedom. You keep me locked up, and then you’re gone all the time. They told me about your father and all your other siblings, and I can’t be your mother. I’m not strong enough to watch you betray me over and over again.”

  “I’d never betray you. I could never enjoy seeing pain in your eyes.”

  I get off my knees and sit on the bed, pulling her onto my lap and twisting her head slightly so I can look into her gorgeous sad eyes. “I’d never betray you either. I hadn’t expected for things to go as they had today. I thought I’d sneak out and come back and you’d be mad, but I never expected him to try anything inappropriate. Then he made the claims, accusing you of having a mistress. It was all I could do to keep myself together. My heart hurt, but I didn’t want revenge. I wanted to stop caring about you and to be anywhere away from you.”

  “God, I hope the bastard’s still alive.”

  “Wait, did you?” she asks with a gasp.

  “Baby, I’m the head of my family. There’s no way I could let that slide. Hell, even if I wasn’t, that is unforgivable. He attempted to take you away from me. To seduce you,” I snarl.

  “You’d kill for me?”

  “I told you I would. You’re mine. I made sure of it that night. From that moment until forever. He noticed my neglect and took advantage of it. He’d been obsessed, aching to steal you from me.”

  “I didn’t want him. I only want you. I love only you.”

  I pull out the box from my pocket. “Dove, I love you with every bit of me and I’m sorry that I didn’t do it the right way, but I’ve had this made to show you how much you mean to me.” I slide the diamond ring with platinum that matches mine onto her finger.

  “You had this made for me?”

  “That’s part of the reason I left today. My half sister designs jewelry and I asked her to commission our rings, and it was her son’s birthday. I went to see them and pick up our rings.”

  “They’re beautiful. I love it. Goodness. I’m sorry I believed him for even a moment.”

  “Don’t be. You wouldn’t have if I didn’t give you reason to buy his bullshit, but now that we have that settled, let’s discuss what I overheard when I arrived. Is there something you have to tell me?”

  “If I have to tell you then you’re not a very smart man, but I will say it anyway. I found out we’re having a baby. I’m pregnant.”

  “I love you. Shit. Are you okay? Was I too rough with you?”

  “I’m fine. You weren’t too rough at all. And by the way—if you think that I’m going to stand for that shit you said earlier, you have another thing coming.”

  “What did I say?”

  “About not fucking me anymore. That masterful cock of yours is my favorite hobby.”

  “Good, because making you come is my favorite thing to do.”

  “Do you need to handle anything right now?”

  “No, just your greedy pussy. I need a shower. How about you join me?”

  “I was just going to suggest it. You have a little blood right here, and we didn’t wash up after you fucked me hard.”

  “Damn it, wife. The first load is going down your throat.”

  “You bet.” I carry her inside the bathroom and keep my promise, jetting into her mouth before drilling her with her back against the cold tiles.

  * * *

  We’ve just finished dinner when my phone rings. I look at the number and don’t recognize it. “Serrano.”

  “Brother. It’s good to hear your voice,” Julio chuckles on the other end of the line. It’s been six years since I heard from the bastard. He called two days after I took over to say he deserved a piece of the family inheritance. I laughed, and he hung up.

  “Really?”

  “Yes. You sound happy. Could it be that having a wife did you some good? A fine little thing she is too.”

  “Choose your words wisely, Julio.”

  “What? Are you that possessive of that sweet thing your man had his hands on?”

  “My wife is off limits. I won’t let it go this time. She’s mine.”

  “I don’t want a war, Victor. I wanted my share. I didn’t ask to be born to that asshole. I just wanted my cut.”

  “You mean the cut of debt? Or the bodies of the men I lost fighting the Sicilians because he’d screwed us all?”

  “I know that now. I learned what you did to turn it around. Besides, I’ve found my own little slice of heaven miles away. I’m calling you to set up a truce of sorts. With people snooping and asking questions with regards to my activities, I’ve been forced to deal with someone taking matters into his own hands. None of my men were instructed to take action on your lands. I might have resented what you had that I didn’t, but I’ve got what I need and that’s to wipe my hands clean of my mother’s lover.”

  “We will never be close, Julio.”

  “I’m not asking for that. I’m keeping to my area and staying there. I just ask that you don’t try to take it.” I’m still going to dig into his story because I can’t take his word after all these years.

  “I’ve got no interest in your activities as long as they’re not affecting mine.”

  “Good. So we understand each other.”

  “Take care, Julio.” I end the call and feel a fuckton lighter. I already know who was fucking with my property. The tech sent me an email with a list of tower hits, which correspond to every one of the fires.

  “What are you going to do about him?” Fernando asks.

  I run my fingers through my hair, feeling the weight of the situation. “For now, just leave it. I know all the damn fires were started by one of my own, so until I have proof otherwise, I’m not interested in going to war. Have you gotten the report on the other men from Giuseppe yet?”

  “No. He says it’s going to take several days. It’s not as fast a
s they make it look on television.” I nod, suspecting that shit.

  “Well, keep a lookout for any of our men who suddenly disappear. I have a feeling that Vicente was just jealous, and my wife only amplified his envy.”

  “I agree, except I believe he truly was interested in stealing her away. There’s something I don’t want to show you, but it was on his phone.”

  “What?” He hands me the printed email from Giuseppe. It’s a blurred-out image of my wife sleeping with a towel wrapped around her body. It’s clear the towel slid slightly off, giving Vicente a peep at my wife’s tits and the side of her ass.

  “He’s lucky he’s fucking dead. I want that destroyed. Do you know when he took it?”

  “Yes. The timestamp was the morning after we came back from America. We had to leave to deal with the fire and you went to get her the tablet.”

  “God, I feel like a prick. I accused her of trying to leave while allowing this fucker to creep on her. Shit.”

  “What?”

  “She wasn’t even safe in her own home, in her own bed. He would have done something.”

  “Don’t go there. It’s over, and he can’t come after her again.”

  “From now on, not a single man is allowed upstairs in my home. No one except those who live in the house are allowed anywhere inside unless supervised by one of us.”

  “Understood. Are you going to tell her?”

  “No. God, no. I don’t want her to be scared to be in her home alone. I need to check on her. I’ll be back for the call.” I rush out of my office and upstairs, nearly colliding with my wife. “Baby, what are you doing up?”

  “I was looking for you. You didn’t tell me you were leaving.”

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to wake you. I’m taking an important call in my office soon. Come, I’ll walk you to bed. As soon as it’s over, I’ll come right to bed.”

  I take her hand and bring it to my lips. She’s the best thing to ever happen to me, and I have a lot to make up for. As soon as we’re in our bedroom, I help her back into bed.

  “Victor, I might not want to know about your business, but I’m doing my best to trust you. I’m assuming because there was no guard outside my door that you’re doing the same, or is it because you’re too jealous to have someone watching me?”

  “What? I never had someone watching you. Yes, there were guards outside the house who rarely came inside. Was Vicente outside your door?”

  “How do you think I came to know Vicente?”

  “Why didn’t you tell me?”

  “I thought it’s what you expected. I told him to keep his distance on several occasions and he did for the most part, but at least once a day I nearly collided with him.”

  I cup her face, cradling her head, and breathe before I say what I have to say. “First. Let me tell you I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t believe you about trying to leave me and breaking your tablet. He searched those things on it while you slept.” She gasps. “Second, I am a jealous, possessive, territorial bastard obsessed with you and wouldn’t have put a man that close to you unless it was absolutely necessary, and never the same one. I’m sorry he played us both.”

  “I love you, Victor. I’m not going anywhere. Now, please go take your call so you can come back to me soon.” Growling, I press her backward onto the bed and slam my mouth down on hers. I only sit back up after we’re both breathless and disheveled.

  “I love you madly.” I stand up and adjust my throbbing cock. “I won’t be long.”

  It’s nearly midnight when I wait for the call that Fernando set up for me with Santino Benedetti. Once it rings, I put it on speaker since I want Fernando to hear everything.

  “Serrano, this is Santino Benedetti. I’m glad that you found the time for us to speak. I trust the line is clear.” I know it is on my end. My software makes sure there are no other listening devices or other interference that can intercept the call, but it doesn’t mean I’m talking to the real Benedetti.

  “How do I know it’s you?” I hiss.

  “You don’t know that, but all I can give is my word.”

  “Says the man who betrayed his family.” Like I’m one to talk, but I’m gauging his reaction.

  A low rumble vibrates through the call. “Don’t even fucking spout those fucking lies. My wife and my mother are my family, and I’d never do anything to betray them. Everyone else with the Marchetti name can go drop off the face of the earth as far as I’m concerned.”

  That reaction is more than genuine. I’d listened to an interview he gave to the press when everything went down, and it sounds like him. “Well, we have one thing in common. What is it that you wanted to discuss?”

  “Avanti. I heard you were in town, doing business with him last month.”

  “We have unfinished business,” I bite out. I’ve refused to take Avanti’s calls after I returned. Fernando told him that I was no longer interested in doing business, but Avanti can’t take no for an answer.

  “Well, personally, I’d like to work with you and make you a better offer. I want the son of a bitch dead, but I’d rather not get my hands dirty. From the rumors around town, he’s interested in getting your wife back.”

  “What the fuck? He’s really asking for a bullet in the head.”

  “Well, then, we understand each other.”

  Apparently, I’m full of understanding today. I run my hands through my hair and think about my sweet Dove. “Very much. I wouldn’t let anyone take my wife.”

  “I’m betting the way you rushed her out of the country and married, I doubt you’d let anyone come between you and yours.”

  “Damn right. So what are you thinking?”

  “I’m thinking my wife has never been to Spain before and it’s only fair that I take her before the baby comes and we head to Africa for business.”

  “That can work, although I must warn you that I don’t tolerate anyone approaching my wife.”

  “I’ll bring my men, but I’ll keep them away from her. Trust me when I say that I understand. There are very few people I ever trust around my wife.” After reading what I have on the man, I know he’s serious.

  ‘’Good. When can I expect you?”

  “In two days. I don’t want to give them any notice that I’m leaving. I have eyes all around including at that party, but I’m sure they have some as well.”

  “Let me know when you’ll be expected, and I’ll have cars ready to pick you up.” I end the call and turn to Fernando, whose phone starts to ring.

  “Hey, okay.” He ends the call.

  “Do you trust Benedetti?” he asks.

  “Enough. After Avanti sold his wife to his brother, I’m betting he hates Avanti as much as I do.”

  “That’s my take on the guy. I’ll do some more digging, and speaking of digging—there’s no need for digging with Vicente. That was Marcelino. They’ve managed to dispose of him without a trace.” Marcelino needs a raise; that bastard has proven himself over and over the past few years.

  “Thank you. Get some rest.”

  “I will. I can’t wait to find someone to keep me up at night.”

  “You need to find someone special. It makes life a lot better. Goodnight.” We walk out, and Fernando leaves. His house is located on the estate about a mile from here, and it’s why he’s quick to arrive at any given moment.

  I return to our bedroom and climb into bed, pulling my sleepy, pregnant wife into my arms. “I missed you. Get some sleep, mi esposa.”

  “Goodnight, Victor.” She snuggles into me with a sigh.

  14

  Victor

  “Good morning, beautiful,” I groan, feeling Dove’s lips on my chest and moving lower.

  “Good morning. How are you feeling?” She cups my stiff cock through my boxer briefs, stroking my meat.

  “Wonderful.” I look at her hand and see the ring. Fuck, it’s perfectly shining as she pulls out my girth from my briefs. Her mouth comes over the head, and I jerk upward into a si
tting position and press my hands onto the sheets to prevent myself from grabbing her hair and fucking her face. It’s exquisite torture as she takes her time sliding her tongue from my balls to my shaft. “My Queen, mi reina, please.”

  “What do you want, my king? Do you want me to take it down deep?” she asks, looking up at me with her nightgown riding up and her ass completely bare.

  “Yes. I want you to wrap those plump, fuckable lips around my cock and show me how good a wife you are.” I reach over and spank her bottom. She sucks the head into her mouth, using her hand to stroke the rest of me. “You’re such a good wife.” I growl. I can’t take it anymore. I lift her up and flip her onto her back, dropping down to her pussy and eating her sweet juices. Damn, she’s delicious as fuck.

  “Victor.”

  “Do you need more, mi reina?” I stare up at her just over her mound.

  “Please,” she moans, slamming her thighs against my head. I grip her calves and pull her legs apart and rise up until my weeping cock lines up with her heat.

  “Dove, your pussy needs a thorough fucking, doesn’t it?” I ask, skimming my hands up her body to cup her fat tits.

  She nods, earning a tsk, tsk from me. “Yes, Victor, my king.” A wave of lustful pride slams into my chest and I rock forward, burying my length deep inside her small frame. She wraps her legs around my waist as I fuck her. Our headboard bangs against the wall, and I don’t give a fuck if anyone in the house can hear me possessing my wife. I take her mouth because every moan from her still belongs only to me.

  “I’m going to come on your cock right now,” Dove whimpers before her pussy seizes up on my shaft, creaming all down it. I lose the last vestiges of my control and drive hard until I pump every drop of cum into her depths. I’ve already knocked her up, but I can’t help filling her womb.