I looked at Alessio, awaiting his response. Among all the made men, Alessio was the one I trusted enough to confide in. He’s also been the one I’ve trusted to protect my family. What a pity it would be if he of all people were to betray me.
“It’s because of your wife.” Alessio started. I was slightly taken back by what he said. “What are you saying?” I asked him. Alessio was silent for a couple seconds before he spoke. “It’s because of Raelyn that you couldn’t finish the job. She told you she’d never forgive you if you killed him, didn’t she?” He asked me.
I tightened my jaw as he continued. “You couldn’t do it yourself, so you gave that duty to Adriano.”
Alessio had hit the nail on the head. It didn’t surprise me how fast he put everything together. Nothing could get past him which is the reason I entrusted the safety of my family to him.
“Adriano allowed Vandal to run free. I thought I’d be done with him and now, he’s come back to bite me in the ass. I’m not sure what kind of plan he had colluded with Vandal to end me, but knowing my cousin, it had to be a master plan. He was always clever, I’d give him that.” I told Alessio, reflecting back on the genius Adriano had displayed while he was still living.
“You made it seem like you killed her boyfriend, didn’t you?” He asked me. I gave him a firm nod. “I knew I wasn’t going to kill him in the presence of her. That would be too traumatic for her.” I answered, my eyes narrowed.
“You didn’t kill Vincent because of Raelyn. Yet, she doesn't know. If I may ask, Why did you choose that tactic?”
“Raelyn would’ve never fallen in love me if she truly believed I was the one to kill Vandal. Because she never saw what happened, she still has that bit of hope I didn’t. I want to keep that hope alive.”
*
Raelyn stepped out of the bathroom with her robe around her and a towel on her head. She gave me a small smile as I put up the photos I’ve been looking at repeatedly since I got them.
I knew when Raelyn first got these pictures, a wave of emotions hit her. I asked her earlier how she was doing and she insisted I shouldn’t worry, but that smile of hers didn’t convince me at all.
She sat on the edge of the bed and began rubbing her skin with lotion. She shrugged off her robe letting it pool around her. I crawled to her back and helped her apply her lotion. I placed a kiss below her ear and caressed her shoulders.
“Stefano?” She called my name.
“Yes?” I answered her.
“I would like it, if you told me what was going on…” she said and bit her lip.
I knew sooner or later she was going to bring up what had happened earlier today. “In particular?” I asked wanting her to ask what she wanted to know.
“I know Alessio shared with you the pictures that were delivered to me. I also have this feeling Vincent could be behind all the trouble that’s happening. I feel like he’s the one that sent me the envelope. It’s him.” She said staring straight ahead. I knew seeing those photos did something to her. I put her robe back on her.
“How could it be him? He's not even-” I started.
“I know it’s him.” She cut me. I remained silent. I didn’t want her to know he was still alive, so I had to allow her to think what she wanted.
“It all makes sense. The double V’s, the flowers...I’ve only ever told him about my admiration for those flowers. The, do you ever think of me stuff.” She continued.
I got off the bed and stripped my clothes, preparing to shower. “We’re in a very dangerous situation, Raelyn. I need you to be careful.”
“You’re not even going to respond to me?” She asked, watching my movements. “What do you want me to say?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at her. She wasn’t going to get out of me any information about that asshole.
“I want you to admit that you didn’t kill him, that he’s still alive.” She started, holding eye contact with me. I gave her a straight facial expression and held her stare. “What would that do for you?” I asked her, wanting to know. It could be possible she wanted to contact him or see him in some fashion. Over my dead body would she ever see his face again.
She averted her eyes downward, not being able to give me an answer. She then looked up.
“You can put on this façade with your soldiers but can’t with me. You don’t have to pretend with me. I wouldn’t think any less of you if you didn’t kill him.” She told me.
I tightened my jaw and turned my head, walking towards the bathroom. “Dead or alive, he shouldn’t be any of your business, Raelyn. He shouldn’t be of any concern to you.”
*
Raelyn’s POV
Stefano gave me a look before entering the bathroom and I rolled my eyes. I put on my slippers and tied my robe tight, going downstairs. I needed to think as well as distract myself from Stefano refusing to give me closure.
I sat on the L-shaped couch in the living room, aiming the remote at the flat screen. Stefano was right that Vincent shouldn’t be a concern to me. I’ve moved on and have a husband and child now. I have a family of my own and shouldn’t think so much of an ex in my past.
Stefano wanted to keep me guessing, to not know if Vincent was alive or not. He saw me having knowledge of the truth as a threat to our marriage and I didn’t blame him.
Stefano told me we’re in a very dangerous situation. I began to wonder what the topic of Vincent had to do with the dangerous situation we were in. Maybe Vincent has been the enemy that’s been giving Stefano a huge problem. The way Stefano has been up and down with missions and work was worrying to me.
Is that why he told me to be careful? Is it because he knows it’s Vincent that’s been trying to get my attention?
If Vincent is alive, that means Stefano spared him. If Stefano spared him, it was only because of me.
I felt it in my heart that Vincent was alive. I just knew it. If he was alive, a huge amount of guilt just lifted from my shoulders. I wished the best for his well being, but after being with my husband for so long, my heart only belonged to Stefano. The romantic feelings I had for Vincent were no more and it was impossible for us to even be together.
I made myself a mug of tea and had the volume on the television, low. I was more in-tune with my thoughts than the events on the screen.
For all these years, Vincent was thinking of me. He even went as far to send me flowers and photos to jog my memory of him. I wasn’t naive anymore. I knew what he wanted, which was to get to me. Could I break his heart a second time and tell him we’d never happen?
I closed my eyes and tears began to slip. Knowing Vincent, he’s always had this deep dislike for Stefano. Now, his biggest obstacle was married to the woman he wanted. Stefano is in the way of whatever Vincent is planning, and I’m afraid of the lengths he will go to get to his goal.
I almost jumped as I heard footsteps on the stairs. I immediately calmed down as I saw it was Stefano’s shirtless form walking towards me. He was probably trying to get me to come up to sleep with him. Stefano sat next to me on the couch and rested his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into him.
After analyzing my face, he was more than likely able to tell I’d been previously crying. “I was a bit harsh. I’m sorry.” He whispered, wiping under my eyes with his thumb.
“No, it’s not that. I understood you completely.” I said, letting him know he didn’t hurt my feelings. I rested my head on his shoulder and he rubbed my arm up and down. His touch sent shivers down my spine.
“I can’t handle the thought of you thinking of him. I’m a jealous man.” He said, making me crack a small smile. He then kissed my head and made a little grunting sound.
I initially thought he was just worried about his reputation. I knew letting a trespasser free was not something someone of his status and power would brag about.
“I’m scared.” I told him, lifting my head to look at his face. Stefano furrowed his eyebrows and frowned. “What are you scared of?” He brought me in closer.
I sighed. “The pictures, the flowers, messages. He’s been trying to communicate with me all this time. He’s closer than I thought and I guess that’s what...frightens me.” I explained.
“Do you trust me?” Stefano asked looking down at me. “Do you trust that I’ll protect you and Romano with every breath I have in me?” He added. I nodded my head. “Then leave it to me.” He told me and kissed my lips. I smiled into the kiss and he pulled away with a grin of his own.
“When are you going to kick start this school thing? You should have already started everything by now.” Stefano asked, changing the subject.
I deeply sighed, causing him to lift an eyebrow. “I’m very nervous, actually. I don’t want to say I don’t have the confidence to begin, but I’m just nervous is all. Like, would the towns people appreciate me if I do? How would they look at me?” I asked him. I knew that I would have critics. I was new to holding power and authority. There would be those that thought my idea was pointless and a waste of money. They’d see me as just a newbie walking into their world just to prove a point.
“Think about the ones you’re doing it for. The ones like you, the ones that share your vision.” He said, playing with my ponytail. An encouraged smile spread on my lips and I whispered, thank you.
I laid across Stefano’s lap and he chuckled, playing with my toes as I stared up at him and played with his hair. I became shy under his gaze. Intimate moments like this, he’d just stare at me. A smile would be on his lips, his eyes doing most of the talking.
“You should do a new hairstyle.” I giggled, messing up his hair.
“Hmm, What do you suggest?” He asked chuckling lowly. He rested his hand on my knee.
I tilted my head to the side as I thought. “Maybe a little side part.” I sat up and wrapped my arms around his neck. He supported my back with his arm.
“Hm, you think it will look sexy on me?” He asked, a handsome smile displayed. I laughed throwing my head back, his eyes never leaving my face. “Everything looks sexy on you.” I answered him.
He gave me a playful grin. “You’re not saying that just because I’m your husband, are you?” He raised his eyebrows. I shook my head no, playfully hitting his chest. “No, babe.” I said leaning down and kissing him.
He drew circles into my thighs with his thumbs as he moved his lips to my ears. “We have unfinished business.” He muttered. I bit my lip and a gasp escaped my lungs as I felt his manhood through his sweatpants. His hands gripped my waist and I looked at his face seeing him biting down on his lip with a smirk.
“I’m all yours.” He said getting up from the couch slowly. I wrapped my legs around him and became giddy at finally having him to myself.
Stefano began walking towards his office.
“We’re gonna have fun tonight.” He said, smacking my butt, making me wince. The lowness in his tone made my underwear even more damp. I then frowned at the thought that something was missing. “If I knew we were gonna get nasty tonight, I would’ve dressed all slutty for you.” I pouted.
Stefano stood in front of the cute cushioned couch and lowered me down on it. “Don’t be upset, you’re enough at this moment.” He said. Stefano pulled me to the edge of the couch and slipped his hand under my robe to slide down my lace panties. He then leaned in and started to drag it over my knees and down my legs with his teeth. I always found it sexy when he did that.
He slid his hands on my legs and thighs and hiked up my leg over his shoulder. My hand found it’s way in his hair, and I tossed my head back as he separated my folds with his tongue. “Ye-yes…” I moaned, already trying to catch my breath as Stefano ate me out. He flicked his tongue over my clit repeatedly and the feeling of his prickly beard shadow drove me overboard.
His face went up and down, side to side as he pleasured me with his tongue. “Uhh..uh-uh-” I moaned and bit my lip as I held his face deeper into my throbbing core.
His tongue drove into me he began pleasuring me with his tongue. My fingers combed through his hair, occasionally pulling it. “You taste as good as you look, principesa.” Stefano muttered against me. I felt my face get warm with the blood rush as he looked at me.
I let go of his soft hair and gripped the couch instead. Stefano began caressing my body with his hands as he continued to send me pleasure through his magical tongue. He squeezed my breasts and even pinched the side of my hip as he licked and sucked on my trembling clit.
My climax soared and leaped like a shock and my eyes rolled to the back of my head, releasing happy hormones throughout my body. I almost became like mush in his hands. “You’re really good at that.” I chuckled, seeing the satisfactory grin on his face. In a swift move, Stefano rid himself of his sweatpants and briefs and was now standing at full attention. “Not as good as you.” He replied, holding his manhood.
Performing orally on Stefano wasn’t an act I was shy to do anymore. He used to instruct me and teach me everything he likes to the point I was very comfortable.
I got on my knees and giggled as I brought my tongue out. Stefano dabbed the tip of his penis on my tongue, moving it side to side. I moaned and took over, coyly playing with the tip, swiping my tongue allowing his shaft to start penetrating my mouth. Stefano stroked my cheek with his thumb gently.
"Ah...shit.” Stefano cursed, his hands now at the back of my head. My lips tightened around the head, sucking softly. Stefano began to move his hips, his member entering further, until the tip hit the back of my throat. I hollowed out my cheeks and moaned as I sucked, holding the base of his penis now as I moved my head bobbing on his shaft, taking his member deeper into my throat.
He thrusted his hips upwards; a gagging sound soon filled the air of the room as his tip hit past my throat. A guttural moan left me as I sucked down his dick like it were ice cream on a hot summer's day.
“Shit, Rae…” I gripped his thighs and slowly lifted my head, hugging the tip between my lips before swallowing down, making this slurping sound. Just as I felt him about to cum, I pulled back from his shaft, letting it go with a pop sound. I stroked up and down his member in fast movements,
Stefano guided my head deeper and I felt him tense up, his head thrown back as he tried to keep himself from finishing right now. I gathered my saliva and Stefano’s cum and spit on his shaft, rubbing his rock hard member up and down.
Stefano took my head and began fucking my mouth. He closed his eyes and a stream of curses left his lips as the tip repeatedly hit the back of my throat. I gripped his thighs for support as his pace quickened. He stilled in my throat and I felt his penis expand as warm liquid gushed in the back of my throat. Stefano groaned deeply as his shaft slipped out of my mouth.
I wiped the corners of my mouth as well as picked up splashes of cum on my chest and cheeks and putting it in my mouth with my finger. “Mmm…” I like my finger as I held eye contact with Stefano, letting him know I enjoyed the taste of him.
The next round, Stefano had me against his desk as he pounded into me from behind hard and relentlessly. “F-uh-oh-my…” with every thrust, I was only able to get one syllable out. I felt like I was seeing stars and rainbows he pulled my hair and whispered dirty things to me.
I knew I’d get fingerprints all over my hips and backside in the morning. Stefano smacked my ass making me wince and then caressed the throbbing area with the same hand he assaulted it with. He started giving me slow, deep strokes before slamming back in. I gripped the edge of the desk, as he rammed mercilessly into my snug channel. "Oh my-Ste-ooh!!" I stuttered, feeling his shaft piston in and out, in and out.
Stefano then pulled out and turned me around. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me to the wall where he shoved me against it. He hiked up my legs began thrusting faster and faster into me. I couldn't handle the overwhelming feeling in the pit of my stomach. "I’m-I’m- almost- there, f-fuck-me.” I cursed, just needed him to get me there.
Stefano moved sloppily, bucking his hips forward and hit that one coil inside of me that he knew
would make me burst. "You feel so fucking good, Rae.” Stefano muttered, taking his thumb and placing it on my clit. I shouted, earning a few more jerks of Stefano’s hips before we both came.
I wrapped my legs around Stefano’s waist and he rest his chin on my shoulder. He thrusted a few more times, causing me to bite my lip as he rode out our euphoric high. He then drew me in a deep, passionate kiss; I held him closer, running and trailing my fingers down his back.
He assaulted my sore neck with light kisses and whispered incoherent words into my ear. The only audible thing I heard was, “You are my world.”
My eyes fluttered closed and I held on to him tightly as I nodded my head.
*
The next morning, I was standing in front of my dresser mirror, applying makeup for the day. I inwardly smiled at last night’s events. As predicted, I was sore all over and I couldn’t walk normally, something Stefano’s been teasing me about since we woke up.
“Go ahead and build the school. I’ll tell her you’ve already started. Yes...you have my permission.” I heard Stefano say as he spoke on the phone. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned in his direction. He was sitting on the bed, taking the phone off his ear as he began scrolling through it.
“Why are you giving my men orders to build my school?” I asked him, raising my eyebrow. “I know you were on the phone with those building my school.” I said and frowned.
Stefano got up from the bed and walked towards me. “I did you a favor.” He said, towering over me and tilting his head to the side.
I sighed and rested my hands on my hips. “Stefano, I wanted to do it on my own.”
Stefano chuckled and moved my hair from my face, kissing my forehead. “I did you a favor. You told me last night you were hesitant and nervous to start this thing. This is your dream, no one's stopping you. I’ll press the button if you don’t, Raelyn.” He said, his fingers still in my hair.
“Hmm, okay. Thank you.” I said leaning in and kissing his soft lips.
Stefano pulled away and gave me a tender smile. “You’re welcome, I won’t interfere anymore.” I felt a sharp sting on my backside, making me wince and tighten my jaw.
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