' not just a body '



santos pov



there was men, men that didnt want a woman, who wanted a body to fuck and play with.

i had never understood the apeal of such vulgar and inhuman oppinions. i wouldnt even dare to imagne my carmen, my baby, my girl as just a body.

if she wasnt as beutifully well thought through as she was, if she wasnt as bold as she was, if she wasnt as hauntingly obessive and everlastingly cruel to those in her way.

if she wasnt carmen.

the thought alone, of her being void of those things left me cold and protective. i would never let her be that.

loose that part of herself.

such a beutiful soul was meant to be worshipped and cherished.

nicolas gave me a jealous look as carmen rested ahainst my chest as we layed in the bath my arms wrapped around her and her entire body relaxed and content, peaeful.

and while from the stillness of her body i couldve mistaken her for sleepin i knew she was studying nicolas i could tell from how his eyes keept darting to her sending her comforting smiles.

i loved her so fucking much. .

her fucked up nature that left her like this in our hands, a sweet little thing who liked to play big and mighty till she was in our hands were she became small and sweet.

so precious.

so alluring knowing only we got this side of her.

fucking perfect.

i placed another kiss on her collarbone. i envied nicolas for having experienced how it felt to have his cock burried deep within her.

but soon, i assured myself, soon i would too claim her.

my carmen.

my doll.

my life.

the bitter truth was had i been younger her age perhaps, i would've never spoken to her, not because i didnt want to.

but simply because she was the kind of beutiful you were afraid to appraoch afraid to taint and dirty, you would simply no matter what always be the lesser of the pair of you.

she was the kind of beutiful you didnt even want to breathe near in case you accidently contaminated her with whatever ugliness you were made off. and yet i couldnt keep my hands from her perfect body, couldnt keep myself from falling for the girl.

and could you blame me ?

she took all the air in my loungs and made me abseloutly breathless by just being in my presence.

and fuck if i didnt want to just hold her so tight she could never run from my embrace.

if i died with her in my arms i wouldnt mind. i would be glad to be dead if it meant i died with her still carring for me.

nik kneeled down infrotn of her taking a hold of her hand trailing kisses up her arm.

'' when can i see my family again?'' she asked and i tensed my hold on her tightened. how was i supposed to explain her family hadnt exactly been the most fond of her little trip with us.

that they hadnt even known until she was already out of the country.

what could tecnically be considered kidnapping, and then again she hadnt exactly questioned it nor had she seemed to mind the change of scenery, or out company. on the contary she seemed so much more peaceful here.

but both me and my brother knew she would want to see her family again at some point.

'' whenever you want'' nicolas answered as i pulled her imposibly closer to my chest praying to whatever god would listen that she would not leave when she learned the truth.

that this wouldnt change.

everything was peaceful, the busniess was thriving, both the legal and illegal, our enemies were gone, dead burried long ago, and carmen in our arms content and happy.

'' you are horrible liars '' she commented lowly her head resting on my chest as she placed her hands over mine drawing circles on her lower stomach.

nicolas brows furrowed. we were not, we were mafia leaders for god sake.

perhaps carmen knew us better than either of us wanted to admit, neither do i think she wanted to admit we knew her just as good.

she tilted her head up looking at me with a loose grin that in all honestly made it so fucking hard not to grab her by the throat and fuck her over the bathroom counter.

control santos

control yourself.

and your dick.

she placed a kiss on my lips before standing up from the bath nicolas instantly jumping into motion wrapping a big warm towel around her as i too stood. '' you know-'' she began as she jumped on the counter beginning to detangle her curls.

i stopped mid movement by her next words '' they would've never let you take me anywhere '' she said ever so casually as if my heart wasnt stuch in my fucking throat.

perhaps i was weak and pathetic but if carmen decided to leave or hate us i would die perhaps not pshycically- scracth that if carmen left i would kill myself.

but mentally i would just be dead without her. she was my entire fuckign life.

and i knew nicolas agreed from the way he subconsiouscly reached out for her stopping himself mid motion. she combed through her hair looking in the mirror when i noticed her small smile on her lips.

oh-

oh.

''better come up with a better explanation than that when my family tries to kill you '' she said soflty amused almost.

'' you arent angry?'' nicolas asked hesitnalty almost afriad of the answer she furrowed her brows.

'' angry?'' she asked confused turning around her beutiful brown eyes flickering between us as she tilted her head in that adorable way that i couldnt help but to adore.

fuck i hoped our children would look just like her. '' if i was angry i wouldnt have fucked you nic'' she said with a slight nervous chuckle as i walked over pepering kisses on every surface i could find.

fuck she was perfect.

'' just to be clear-'' i saw nics hand wrap around her delicate throat that was filled with me and his marks. '' - i didnt fuck you carmen i made love to you, when i fuck you, you wont be able to even remeber your own name much less anything but the words, please daddy '' he whispered lowly in her ear and i grinned as i heard her breathless moan.

such a horny girl.

thouhg i wondered why she suddenly wanted to see her family if she had known all this time.

i wondered if something was wrong.

no- she was happy, safe.

she would tell us otherwise, right?

i burried the thoughts in the deepts of my mind i would ask her later. when she didnt look like she only wanted to be fucked in the way nicolas just described to her.

'' come on baby we need to get some food in you'' i said picking her up making her wrap her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.

i forgot she was naked underneath the towel, her wet core pressing against my suddenly hot skin. fuck. '' lets get you dressed first'' i added as nicolas left presumaly to make some food.

'' you wont leave us will you?'' i asked her lowly almsot so lowly i doubted she heard me.

'' not if you promise to never leave me'' she replied placing a soft kiss to my nekc, and then another one.

'' promise- are you marking me?'' i diddnt need answer to my question as i saw her sweet smile her dark eyes shinning with mischeif.

what did i do to derserve this woman?

i must've been a saint in my past life.







how i imagne the marino mansion:









finance tip of all times:

be single on valentine so you dont have to buy anyone flowers or chocolate, or yk i could get a life outside of writing these thi- no.

silly bad idea, anyways...

single pringle for life guys.

i dont need no man. im cursed with unwilling attraction to the male species i swear, all men i know are assholes and yet im still fucking attracted to them. i mean wtf?

everything would be easier were i gay, atleast then i wouldnt be ending up with jerks who thinks womens periods are myths ( true story a guy once spend 20 minutes explaining me how periods were a myth, and i was almost like you want to see my blooided fucking tampon or what? )

or assholes telling me im a whore whenever they get slightly pissed off ( fuckers bodycount be on 25, how? dunno but still wth? and im more single than a fucking nun and has crippleling anxiety you think i can talk to a boy? much less fuck him? please i cant even make eye contact. like brother if anyones the whore with all due respect i dont think its me )



#boysthesedayssucks

#fuckvalentines

#justicefortheunwillingjackassattractedpeople



imma need some marino brothers irl. asp.

also if a guy named anton ever tells you periods are a myth, we properly spoke to the same guy, run for the hills girls, he is not joking trust me and you cant convince him otherwise.

anyways how did you like this chapter?