by Carly Davis
“Yes, more than anything.” His hands found my hips, pulling me down on his lap.
“Prove it, show me how bad you want my pussy.” I ran my hands through his hair and yanked his head back.
“Fuck kitten, how much more proof do you need. My cock is digging in your panties just waiting for you.” I inched forward and pressed my lips against his, bringing him in for a kiss.
I shot up and gasped as I woke up from that dream. The same dream I had before. I was lying in my own bed and looked over to my father sitting in the chair with his head in his hands. He looked up with tired eyes. “Princess, you had me so worried.”
“Dad, I’m fine.” I reassured him.
“Rachel, I’m so sorry.” He stood up and stepped forward. “I thought-we thought we we’re protecting you by splitting up you two. I should’ve never interfered with that.”
“Protect me from what?” I asked.
“From heartbreak. Your mother is my second wife. Caterina’s mother…her mother was killed and I never want that for you. All the pain and grief will eat you alive. I was afraid if you were with Alexander and he got killed that you would endure the same pain. I never meant for this to happen.” He leaned down and kissed my temple and whispered. “Get some rest, sweetheart. I’ll go let your mother know you’re okay.”
13
Alexander
My dearest Rachel,
I know you are confused to why I’m writing this and not calling you. You may hate me after reading this and that’s okay. You were right…I am bad for you. Like a plague taking over your body and infecting your innocence. I’m not going to lie, I never wanted to push you away and you can hate me all you want. It wasn’t my idea to kick you out of my life, it was our father’s idea. They thought they were protecting you, but they were so wrong on so many levels. If I never listened to them, that bastard wouldn’t have ever touched you.
I know you don’t remember much about that night, but I remember every detail. You were knocked out when you were found. Giovanni didn’t find you, I did. It tore me in half as I held you in my arms. I could’ve protected you, but I didn’t and I’m sorry. And yes, I was the one who rescued you from that monster. I picked you up and carried you to safety after securing that man for your father to find. I brought you back to your family just like I promised them I would. I promised your brother, Tate, I would bring you back to them. Now, it’s time for me to make you a promise. I’m going to find your brother and bring him back to you. I know you might be angry or confused right now about your feelings for me, but know that I’ve always adored you, Rachel.
When I get back with your brother, I want us to start over. I’m going to do right by you, kitten. I want you…all of you. To tame the feisty kitten and claim you as mine. When I see something I want, I take it. And kitten, I want you. I want to worship each and every curve of your body. Push your limits until I hear those words. I want to hear you moan ‘I’m yours’ as I fuck you from behind dominating your pussy. I’ve got to go, but know that I’ll be thinking of all the ways I’m going to fuck you when I get back.
I’m yours as much as you are mine, kitten.
Xoxo
Alexander
I folded the letter and held it out to Lucien. “Make sure you give this to Rachel. This has to stay between you and me. If she asks, it was delivered before the party.”
“Just,” He paused as he slipped the letter inside his suit jacket. “I want you to be careful. If anything happens, call me. I have my number on the burner phone I gave you.”
“Don’t worry about me, just make sure Rachel is okay. I’ll bring Tate home…alive and well.” I stated raising up from my chair.
“And his wife?”
“I’ll bring them both back. Alive.” I told him unsure if the poor woman was still breathing. I had no idea what I was walking into and that scared the shit out of me. The reason I approached her tonight was because I had to see her one last time before going on this trip. I needed to hear her voice…feel her against me… and kiss her before I left.
***
The cool air hits my face as I stepped out of the plane. I grabbed my luggage and scanned the area. This was where one of Tate’s stops were that Lucien tracked. I pushed through the door and stepped outside to see hundreds of people rushing around. Most of them wore tattered clothes. The women wore dresses I clinging to their bodies. I kept walking until I spotted a familiar face. Lucien’s father, Luca Genovese, nodded for me to follow him. Leading me up to a small house, he held the door open for me as we stepped inside.
“Come, we have much to discuss.” Luca said, pulling out a map of the city.
“Lucien filled you in?” I asked.
“Yes. Let’s just find Tate and his woman, so we can go back home. Tate’s going to have a lot of explaining to do when he gets back.” He said as he unfolded the map of the city and pointed to the bottom right. “This was the last place he used his card, so this would be a good place to start.”
DeMarco
Everything was coming together perfectly. The trap had been set for Tate the moment he stepped in my territory. If he thinks he’s getting his happily ever after with Desiree, he is sadly mistaken. He knew he was making a deal with the devil the minute he agreed to this. Desiree will not be leaving with him and that was final. Well, he might in a body bag. This was all about power and who was in charge. It definitely wasn’t Tate. He might be the brother-in-law of the Italian mob, but I didn’t care. He was powerless over here and he knew that. I do admit…he was a sly one. He kept Desiree hidden well for the last year, but not good enough. Alejandro found where stashed her and brought her back. She may wear that band on her finger, but she didn’t belong to Tate. She never did. If he thinks a little ring would save her from my son, she’s a lot dumber than I thought.
She was always his.
His to train and own.
Tate knew better than to double cross me and steal her away. Now that I had her, she would need to fulfill her duties to her master and bow to the future king. I would have to make sure to make Tate suffer for betraying me…fucking traitor. I would see to it that he watched Alejandro inflict pain on the love of his life. Fuck her as she begged him to stop until I see Tate break.
“Boss, there’s a problem. The girl, she’s gone.”
“Find her!” I grabbed him by the collar and hissed. “You find her or you can kiss your family goodbye. I’m giving you one hour.”
14
Rachel
It’s been twenty-four hours since I read that letter and I can’t stop thinking about it. I’ve reread it about a million times. The hurtful words he spoke to me four years ago were nothing but a lie. I can remember reading the last part of the letter.
When I get back with your brother, I want us to start over. I’m going to do right by you, kitten. I want you…all of you. To tame the feisty kitten and claim you as mine. When I see something I want, I take it. And kitten, I want you. I want to worship each and every curve of your body. Push your limits until I hear those words. I want to hear you moan ‘I’m yours’ as I fuck you from behind dominating your pussy. I’ve got to go, but know that I’ll be thinking of all the ways I’m going to fuck you when I get back.
I’m yours as much as you are mine, kitten.
I wanted to be his perfect kitten. Maybe I always have. I was just to blind to see it. I just hope he comes back to me in one piece, so we can explore each other. Please Alex, just come back to me alive.
I sat up in my bed and massaged my temples. The pain in my head seemed to intensify by the hour.
“Rachel, you should let the doctor take another look at you. You hit your head when you passed out.” My father said, concern in his eyes.
“I’m fine, it will pass. It’s just my nerves.” I replied with a reassuring smile.
“Rachel,” He sighed and shook his head. “I want you to tell me if it gets any worse.”
“I will, I promise.” I said as I walked towards the
bathroom. “I’m just going to take a hot bath to relax.”
“I’ll have someone bring you something to eat.”
I shut the door and turned the faucet on as I plugged the tub. I poured the bubbles in the water and stripped out of my clothes. Stepping into the tub, I turned off the water and leaned back letting the heat envelope me. I closed my eyes and began imagining all the dirty things Alex could do to me.
Alex stripped off his shirt and picked up the silk blindfold off the sink. He leaned over me, placing it over my eyes. “Give me your wrists, kotenok.”
“Yes, sir.” I offered him my wrists with my palms upright. I could feel the cold metal being placed in my hands making me realize what I’d done wrong.
“Do you know what you forgot to do, little one?” His fingers grazed my hardened nipples and pinched them. Sharp pain erupted through me as he tugged on them harshly.
“Yes.” I whispered, biting back a moan.
“Yes, what?” He squeezed the buds and gave it a quick tug.
“Yes, sir!” I moaned as he twisted them giving me another tug. “I-I forgot my collar.”
“Yes, you did. What is the rule?”
“Wear it when I enter the bedroom.” I cried out when he released me and wrapped my hair around his hand forcing me to face him.
“And if you break that rule, what happens?” He asked.
“I’ll be punished.” I whispered as he released my hair and fastened the collar I was just holding around my neck.
“Yes, it’s time you get out and get in the position. I want you to dry off and bend over my bed. I have a very special punishment for you.”
“Rachel,” My mother knocked at the door, bringing me out of my fantasy. “I brought you some soup and crackers.”
“I’ll be right out.” I replied getting out of the tub and wrapped a towel around me.
“I’ll just leave it by your bed, sweetie.” My mother said.
I dried off and slipped a pair of sweats and t-shirt on and pulled my wet hair up in a bun. I pushed through the door and the smell of my mother’s homemade chicken noodle soup filled my nostrils. I picked up the spoon and was about to take a bite when I heard a knock. “Come in.”
“Rachel, I have some news.” Lucien informed me.
I looked up to him and frowned. “What is it?”
“Alexander is on his way back.” He told me as he stepped forward and took gave me a sympathetic look.
“Is Alex okay?” I dropped my spoon and felt my heart drop.
“Rachel, I need you to remain calm. Can you do that for me?”
“Please, tell me he’s okay.” Tears formed in the corner of my eyes.
“He’s okay, but he got shot. They’re rushing him into surgery right now.”
“Oh god, I think I’m going to be sick.” I covered my mouth and ran to the bathroom.
After throwing up, Lucien knelt down and eyed me cautiously. “Rachel…I hate to ask you this, but when was the last time you had your period?”
“Why would you ask me that?” I asked.
“Forgive me, let me rephrase that. Have you and Alex been using protection?” He pursed his lips into a thin line.
“I…fuck, no we haven’t.” Dad was really going to kill Alex if I was.
“Shit Rachel, Giovanni is going to need a doctor himself after knowing this. I won’t say anything, but you need to get a test. I’m not going to tell your father, that’s up to you. I’ll grab one from my room. Caterina has some stashed in the bathroom.”
“I’m scared…what if I am? What if Alexander dies? What if-” I was worried that I could be pregnant, because we never used a condom once and I’m not on birth control.
“Relax, it will all work out. Just try to remain calm. Yes, your father will be upset, but he’s your father. He loves you. And as for Alex, he is going to be okay.” Lucien assured me, squeezing my shoulder.
“How do you know?” I wiped my face with the back of my hand.
“Because he’s a fucking Vasiliev.” He smiled pulling me in for a hug.
“But, what if I am pregnant and he doesn’t want it?” I asked frowning.
“Then, he’s a damn fool. I’ll be right back with the test.” He said and walked out to retrieve it.
15
Alexander
Luca and I searched the entire city and still no Tate. Each time we thought we had a possible lead, it took us to a dead end. Either DeMarco has him, or he’s just good at hiding. Let’s hope its the last one. God only knows what shape he would be in if DeMarco got his hands on him.
“Alex, we’ve been here for two weeks and we got nothing. Maybe we should head back until-”
“No! I promised Rachel I’d find him and bring him back.” I hissed as we stepped into the house.
Luca froze and raised his fingers to his lips taking out his gun. I reached in the back of my pants and got mine ready as we quietly stepped through the back. As we looked around the corner, we both glanced each other in confusion as a woman in a torn dress sat in the corner of the room. She was definitely Hispanic and kept repeating the same thing over and over. Part of it was in Spanish and the last word I definitely knew. She was crying out for Tate.
“Did she just say what I think she said?” Luca whispered.
“Yes, this has to be Desiree.” I tucked my gun in the back of my pants not wanting to frighten the woman anymore than she already was.
“Stay here, I know a little bit of Spanish.” He whispered tucking his gun away.
Luca cautiously walked towards the woman and knelt down. “Senorita, como te llamas?”
“Alejarse de mi!” She screamed rocking herself.
“No estoy aqui para lastimarte.” Luca raised his hands in surrender.
“Por favor, lo siento.” She said and raised her gun and shot before running out.
“Blyad’, she shot me!” I grabbed my arm in pain leaning on the wall for support. Blood seeped through my sleeve as Luca rushed to me helping me to the sofa.
“Fuck, and that’s Tate’s wife. She’ll fit in perfectly, just as crazy as the rest of us.” He joked applying pressure to the wound.
“Rachel…I need you to take-” I whispered right before letting darkness take over.
***
Beep…beep…beep
“Nikolai, calm down.” I could hear my mother saying. “He’s going to be fine.”
“Calm down!” He growled. “You want me to calm down after finding out my son got shot by some girl.”
Beep…beep…beep
“Where is he?” I could hear Rachel sobbing.
“You!” My father hissed. “If it wasn’t for you, my son would’ve never gone over there.”
“Stop father, it’s not her fault.” I groaned in pain, sitting up in the bed.
“Alex,” Rachel rushed to my side burying her head in my chest sobbing. “T-they told me you were shot…I was so worried.”
“Shhh kitten, I’m okay.” I pulled her closer to me, kissing the top of her head.
“You need to get her the hell out of here, Lucien.” My father narrowed his eyes folding his arms over his broad chest.
“This wasn’t Rachel’s fault, so quit trying to punish her. Besides, it’s not up to you or me if she needs to leave. It’s Alexander’s choice if she is to stay or leave.”
“Sweetie, why don’t we give them some space?” My mother said, pulling him by the arm. “Let’s go get some coffee?”
“I don’t want any fucking coffee!”
“Then, come with me and we’ll go fill in the others on Alex’s condition. Your sister must be worried about her nephew.” She said with a pout.
“Fine, I’ll see you later son.” He sighed as my mother pulled him out the door. Lucien followed right after, leaving Alex and I alone.
She raised her head taking my face in her hands and kissed me. I deepened the kiss thrusting my tongue in her mouth. Our mouths molded as our bodies collided. I didn’t give a shit if I was in pain from be
ing shot, because she was here with me. I could feel the tension easing from all the sexual frustration between us over the past weeks. I ended the kiss biting her bottom lip and releasing it with a pop.
I pressed my forehead against hers and whispered. “I’ve been waiting for two weeks to do that. Did you get my letter, kitten?”
“Let’s start over, Alex. I want to be yours.” She nodded, making me want her even more.
