“No.”
“Why not?”
“It’s our wedding night. Nothing gets in the way of our first night together.”
“Dominick, we've been together for many nights already.”
“Not as husband and wife.”
“Okay, you win. No business talk tonight.”
“No lets go eat with everyone and turn in early.”
“Great idea. I couldn’t agree with you more.”I stated.
“Then that makes me a lucky man.”He grinned.
Dominick and I went in to see where everyone was. It seemed they were all gathered in the kitchen. It was so relaxed. We had left overs from the brunch and someone ordered pizza. The television was on in the area just off the kitchen. Others were gathered at the island. I sat near my dad. Dominick settled for standing next to me.
After a nice peaceful meal with our friends and family, we all said goodnight. Some stayed in the kitchen. Others headed to bed, as Dominick and I did.
We both washed up and got ready for bed. While Dominick went into the kitchen to get me some water, I went into the closet to get out my wedding gift to him. I hoped he liked it.
I said on the bed waiting for him. Waiting to reveal my wedding surprise that I was so excited to give him. I placed the box on the bed. It was wrapped in a white lace like paper with a black ribbon. It looked elegant.
Dominick came back in with the water. He paused when he saw me with the gift placed in front of me.
“Happy wedding day, Dominick.”I smiled shyly.
“I told you, Rain, that you didn’t have give me a present. You’ve already given me everything I need.”
“Not everything, not yet.”
He said nothing, but looked at me curiously.
“Open it.”I pushed the box closer to him.
He sat on the edge of the bed and slowly unwrapped the box. Inside he found an envelope. He picked it up and looked at me for answers, but I continue to watch him in silence. He opened the envelope carefully and removed the contents inside. He read the papers. His eyes grew wide and he looked to me quickly.
“I hope this makes you happy.”I said in a whisper.
“Rain, your giving Vincent’s share of Kane and Medici.”
“It’s your birthright. You deserve to have it.”
“Rain, Vincent gave the firm to you.”
“I know, but his letter stated to do the right thing and this is the right thing. I spoke with my dad and told him what I was doing and he agreed.”I revealed.
“Vincent wasn’t even my dad.”
“Maybe not, but you only recently found that out. To you as a little boy, he was your father and after everything that’s happened, the firm should have been given to you. Now it’s yours.”
“I don’t know what to say.”He seemed to be having an eternal struggle.
“Just say that you accept it and that you’ll do the right thing and make it an even greater success. That’s all that I ask of you, Dominick.”
“I promise, Rain. Of course, I’ll do everything in my power to make it even better than it is already. Thank you.”
“You’re most welcome, Mr. Kane.”I smiled warmly at my husband.
“You are so beautiful, Rain. It’s time for you to become mine in every sense of the word.”
“My body was warm and ready for him. I couldn’t wait to become his. Only this time it would be as husband and wife.
Dominick placed the box and papers on the night stand and came to me. He kissed me softly on the mouth. His tongue searched and I opened to let it explore my mouth. Mine explored his as well.
Our breathing became labored. He laid me back but didn’t break our connection. We kissed for a long time. Dominick broke the connection and lowered his mouth between my legs. My pussy was soaked. I wanted to feel his hot breath on my wet sex. He obliged.
Dominick’s tongue lightly stroked the inside of pussy. He was so intimate, so attentive to my every need. I pressed forward to get more of him. He become more aggressive. He licked and bit down on me. His mouth kissed my core and teased my sweet spot. The ache between my legs was almost unbearable. I was very close. Dominick knew it and slowed up slightly. He wanted this moment to last. He pulled away and turned me on my side. I pulled one leg up so he could find his way inside of me. His thrusts were more powerful, yet he was still very careful. I tilted back and rubbed my drenched pussy on his erection because I needed to come. I couldn’t hold on any longer. I found my release. Dominick growled and I felt his jaw tightened against my neck.
“I’m going to make you come again, baby.”
“Dominick, please.”
He rolled me to my back and lower his mouth on me once again. His licks were long and slow, deep and firm. The heat from his mouth made me push hard against him to feel more.
“It feels so good, Dominick. Make me come again.”I said through shallow breaths. I was demanding and I hoped that Dominick didn’t feel that I was trying to control the situation, but everything that we had been through and all of my love and feelings for him, flooded my body with uncontrollable emotion. I needed him, I craved him. I wanted more. So much more.
Dominick groaned and placed to fingers inside of me, while he massaged my swollen nub. I thought I’d go insane. Then he slid up towards me and I took this opportunity to lower myself down further and take his cock in my mouth. I grabbed it firmly. Then kissed and licked the tip. I began to take him in and suck him hard. He loved the attention my mouth was giving him. He was about to come and didn't want it to be like this, so touch my cheek gently and I stopped immediately.
He grinned at me and pulled me up towards him. He wrapped his arms around me, as I guided his cock back in my body.
Dominick wasn't usually quiet during sex, but this time he said nothing. Our bodies found a sweet rhythm that continued to build until neither of us could hold on any longer. We came all at once, hard and together we completely spiraled out of control. Once our bodies settled calmly down, he turned my body towards his and we layer there, staring at each other. He rubbed the edge of my shoulders with his thumbs and ran my fingers through his hair and gently held his strands tight between my fingers.
“Mrs. Kane, you’re all mine now. Forever.”
“I love you, Dominick.”
“I love you more, Angel.”He kissed me again. In fact, he kissed me for the rest of the evening. We wrapped are bodies around one another, as close as we could possibly get to each other. I felt truly loved and care for. I was Dominick’s wife now and I couldn’t be happier.
It felt so right, so perfect. I never thought I’d be married or have children. Now both were part of my now and my future. Dominick told me that he finally found his‘Somewhere’. He had always said it during our relationship, but I guess after getting married and going through all of the things we went through to get to this moment, he finally felt it was real.
I knew how he felt. Everything finally feels like it truly belongs to us. We really are part of each other. I never want any of this to change. As far as we've come and as we continue to go into our future, I know, I’m finally his and he’s finally mine.
Soon, very soon our family would grow with even more love as our twins are born. Nothing would stop us or our future now.
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CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
OUR FUTURE…………INTERRUPTED
Everyone left early on Monday. They didn’t want to be subjected to the Jersey Shore traffic going back north towards the city after the long holiday weekend. Dominick and I were staying until the following Monday. We weren’t going anywhere exotic for our honeymoon. We had discussed it and decided that we would have a proper honeymoon after the twins were born. There wasn’t any rush. Neither of us were going anywhere.
We spent the entire week taking long walks on the beach, laying by the pool; which Dominick had opened so that it was ready for Memorial Day weekend. We ate dinner out for every meal. We fell asleep talking about the past, the pr
esent and of course, our future.
Dominick went over his ideas for the vineyard. I loved to listen to him. He had wonderful plan. He had revealed that the previous owner’s children gave him several photographs of the property in it’s heyday and that he was going to have the contractors duplicate the design. I was amazed that he had gone to such lengths to bring the old place back to it’s original glory.
The restoration would take many months and the weather and the contractors would definitely be factors once the winter arrived. Although snow in Capri was low, it still hindered the contractors ability to work. The holidays are another factor. Capri is in the low season in early December, but the holidays get under way around mid-December with the feast of St Lucia. Capri comes alive from then through January. That being said many workers take 3 months off under the guidance of the Italian Unions.
During recent years, with Italy’s economy being at risk, just like many other countries in the world today, workers have opted to take less time off, but it’s not mandatory. Dominick discussed the timeframe that he would like to have the property restored. It was agreed that by late Spring of 2014, the vineyard house would be completed. This even included tilling the land for grapevine preparations.
We weren’t becoming a vineyard, but we would love to plant grapes and other fruits and vegetables to enjoy as a family when we were staying out there.
We decided to have Thanksgiving here at the shore house as usual and do Christmas in the city. This holiday season, we would be so blessed with our babies’enjoying their first Christmas with us and Dominick would be having his first Christmas with Ann, Joseph and Daniel. It all felt right.
The week went by fast. Dominick packed the car and we headed back to Manhattan. The next eight weeks were filled with fixing up the babies’room at both the townhouse and the shore house. I decided to stay down the shore at the end of July. My due date was August 20th, so I wanted to be closer to the hospital in Philly and to Dr. Phillips, being my visits became weekly again, at this point.
Dominick committed to come down every single day. After the first week, he decided to hire a driver to take him back and forth. This way he could get extra work done in the car. My dad went back to work in a consulting capacity for now, but was hoping to increase his hours after the New Year.
The police had not found the redhead who hit my dad. Both were well aware of my suspicions, but my dad and Dominick didn’t agree with me. That was one argument that I didn’t want to get into at this stage of the game. I was overly exhausted recently and even though all my tests appeared normal, I didn’t needed the added stress of fighting with the two most important men in my life.
Dominick’s brother Daniel decided to come down and spend the weekend. He called and told me that he would be here very soon. The weather was beautiful today. There was a cool breeze this morning, so I opened all of the patio doors in the living room to let the sea air fill the space.
I went into the kitchen to put on the coffee for Daniel. I was thinking as I prepared it that in a couple of weeks the babies would be born and I would be able to have my Espresso once again. I had to admit that it wasn’t that horrible to be without it, but I was definitely excited to be able to return to my early morning ritual.
I heard a noise in the other room and went to investigate what happened. The large shell that I chose as our wedding topper had fallen off the shelf and broke in two. It seemed odd that such a solid piece would just fall and break. It was windy, but none of the frames or photos we had, which were much lighter, had fallen. I went to pick it up and then I saw her. I didn’t understand what she was doing here.
“What are you doing………………………………”
Without a warning for me to help myself or my babies. The hard metal hit the side of my head, my vision blurred and a feeling of extreme head pain and nausea overcame my body. I started to fall to the floor. I tried to get back up, but my head was saying no, loud and clear.
Then as she came closer and the room darkened, I heard Daniel.
“Rain! Rain!Who the hell are you? What the fuck is going on?”Daniel yelled.
He must have scared her, because I could see her feet running out towards the patio. Daniel followed in his chair, but then turned back and I could hear him calling 911.
What seemed like only minutes later, were the sound of sirens that came closer and closer to the house. The one thing that seemed weird to me was that the closer they sounded, the more the sound faded. In fact, everything began to fade.
And then there was nothing………
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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
THE POWER OF TRUE LOVE
I could hear familiar voices, but my head was heavy and I knew I couldn’t open my eyes. I wanted to go back to sleep. I wanted to rest. The voices became soft and dull, as if the people attached to them were walking away from me. Maybe I was dreaming or imagining the voices. My body felt heavy. Maybe I was dead. It wasn’t a question, just an observation.
No, that wasn’t possible. I heard my controlling husband’s voice screaming at some innocent hospital worker. Heaven wouldn’t put up with Dominick’s demands, so I must still be alive. I smiled, I think. I wasn’t sure if I had control of my motor functions. The sound of that familiar bellow definitely made me feel better, safe. I wondered what exactly happened. Why I could hear him, but I was physically too exhausted to open my eyes?
I had been overly tired at the shore house. Maybe my Thalassemia was acting up again and I hadn’t realized it and passed out for the second time during my pregnancy. I was working hard on getting things ready for the babies, all while working on the photography book and keeping track of the Capri Vineyard house.
THE BABIES! Was I still pregnant? Panic over came me. Was I passed out for an hour, a day, a week or longer? I needed to get answers. I needed to get up.
Okay, Rain. Calm down. Wiggle your toes, move your hands. See what your body can do. I wiggled my feet. Good. They still work. I squeezed my fingers together into a fist, albeit a weak one, my hands worked too. My arms felt heavy, but I needed to see if I was pregnant. I moved my arms slowly so that my hands could rest on my belly. My now flat belly.
I began to scream. I knew I was screaming and not just having a dream or imagining it because it felt like heard of elephants were running to my bed. Yet, I wasn’t fully back in the present moment.
“Rain, baby! It’s Dominick! Wake up!”He yelled and he grabbed my shoulders and brought me forward. That didn’t feel so good.
“Calm down, Kane! You’ll scare her.”It was Tommy.
“Fuck you, Conte. She’s my wife. Now back off!”
“Neither of you are doing her any good. Now get out of my way and let me help my sister.”It was Raven.
“Rain, sweetie, please wake up. It’s Raven. We need you to open your eyes, Rain. We can’t do this without you. Please! Please!”She pleaded.
I started to cry. Tears came down my face out of frustration. The air in the room cooled my cheeks. I couldn’t get my eyes to open. This shit was getting old already. I was in this same type of situation when I first got pregnant and again now, but I wasn’t down for the count. I needed to wake up. I needed to know where my babies were. None of the panicked adults were elaborating on the what happened to them or their birth. It was up to me to pull it together. I was their mom and they had to be wondering where I was. I knew they needed me. I just somehow knew it.
Then I heard the most beautiful sound a new mom could hear. I heard two small cries. Well, not that small. They were quite loud actually. It was the best sound in the world. It was interesting how the sounds of babies crying silenced the noisy adults in the room. I heard Dominick talking to his children. More of my tears fell.
“Daddy has a surprise for both of you. Let’s go wake your mommy?”He sounded so sweet. It made me fall for him all over again.
Then I felt a light pressure on the left side of my chest and then the right side. I heard tiny hiccu
ps and cooing. I needed to wake up. Then I felt a small hand brush my cheek and another skim my breast. My skin warmed and became acutely aware of my babies. The connection was soft and quiet, but screamed‘we need you’.
I felt my eyelids peel apart. They felt like honey was sandwiched between the skin. It didn’t hurt as much as it was a definite struggle to separate them.
When the light of the room slowly made its way in, then it hurt. How long had I been unconscious? My skin felt heavy, almost painful. I needed to get control of my movements and return to the present carefully. It was even tough to take a deep breath. What the hell happened?
Once I opened my eyes, the first person I saw was Dominick. He was trying to smile, but his eyes were filled with tears and his lips flatten and began to quiver. Where was my camera when I needed it. My powerful, controlling Dominick was reduced to mush. It was a good look for him.
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