Song~ Shut up and Listen - Nicholas Bonnin and Angelica
!SMUT!
I cross my legs resting my arms on the table. "Nikolaos, I'm betrothed." I state, no emotion on my face as I watch his reaction.
A look of confusion crosses his face before anger flashes through his eyes before he closes off all emotions. "Who?" He spits out.
I give him a blank look, "Aleksei Mikhail."
At the mention of that name- Nikolaos rises to his feet a look of anger in his eyes. "What? The Italians are enemy's with the Russians- no way anyone in your family would agree to betroth you to the Russians!"
I just shrug my shoulders. I've thought about it, I've cried about, and now I'm angry- no, no- I'm lethal about it. I want nothing more than to chop his dick off and make him eat it. Then rip his head from his body.
Then I'll freeze his body and put it in a glass case as a trophy.
What the fuck?
What? A little revenge never hurt.
But putting his body in a glass case as a trophy is just crazy. You're going insane.
You are me, we're going insane.
Oh yeah- well okay let's do it.
"How can you be so calm?!" Nikolaos asks raising his voice a little.
I glare at him slightly, "Lower your tone when you speak your me." I advise him, I know he is angry but he will not direct that anger at me.
He nods his head at my previous statement, "Good, second- if you think I am calm Nikolaos, you are wrong." I say rising from my seat and walking closer to Nik. "I'm hurt, I'm betrayed, I'm afraid- but all of those things only drive me to be more angry. I'm angry, so angry Nik that I'm fucking lethal."
I take one more step forward looking up at him, our chests touching and our faces only inches apart- "The only way I will ever be calm..." I lower my voice slightly, getting on my tippy toes so my lips are by Nikolaos's ear, "is when I rip Aleksei's head off his body- right in front of his father."
Nikolaos's posture straightens up at my words while I move my face away from his. His eyes lock with mine- a burning fire in his- my eyes never leaving his.
The eye contact increasing the tension in the room from how intense Nik is looking at me- so without thinking I move my hand behind his neck and smash his lips on to mine.
This probably isn't the best time to start something with him right now.
But I just need to feel something- something other than what I'm feeling right now. I don't want to feel it, just him. I only want to feel his touch, the way his hands hold my waist, his lips moving with mine, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth.
It's all I want to feel.
Nikolaos pulls back, "Dio, we shouldn't-" I cut him off placing my mouth on his.
"Please." I plead him in between kisses. "Please, I want you." I beg.
He looks at me- searching for any uncertainty- but finding none.
Without anymore words exchanged he crashes his lips onto mine, picking me up. My hands wrap around his neck, making their way to his hair while my legs wrap themselves around Nik's waist while his hands support my ass.
I feel him carry me somewhere before my back hits a soft bed.
Nikolaos's s lips leave mine and I let out a whine of protest before his lips begin leaving sloppy kisses on my neck.
I soft moan leaves my lips when Nikolaos finds my sweet spot.
My hands find their way to the hem of his shirt- tugging on it. He gets what im saying and pulls his shirt off exposing his toned abs to me.
I slide my hands down his flexed abs and carved chest, feeling as his smooth skin tightens everywhere I touch.
He smash's his lips back onto mine, his tongue invades my mouth which I welcome with a feline mewl as his hands slide under my shirt- touching me.
His hands slide down my stomach, touching me everywhere to which I groan. His hands rest themselves on my trousers before pulling them down, throwing them somewhere in his room.
He takes the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head- momentarily breaking our kiss before going right back.
Heat pools between my legs as I feel a hardness against my inner thigh.
I lower my hand so it follows his V-line, but right as my hand reaches his pants, his hand grabs mine pinning it above my head while his other hand wraps around my throat like a collar.
He pulls back from the kiss giving me a warning look. I just wink at him, "Kinky, I like it." I say referring to his hand around my neck.
He gives my throat a tight squeeze, not enough to stop my airway- but enough to turn me on even more. He smashes his lips back onto mine, my tongue immediately taking over the kiss.
His hand releases the one above my head, sliding it down my stomach, the sensual touch washing me with hot arousal.
He places his hand flat below my navel, his pinky finger teases and strays beneath the band of my underwear. My tongue delves into his mouth as my hand in his hair take the curly strands in a tight grip.
My mind is spinning, like it's drugged and intoxicated by him. By everything that's happening.
Rewrapping my legs around his waist I pull him closer, grinding him against me, pleasure shooting through my core. He groans, low and guttural, and I feel it all over my body like I'm bathing in it.
I'm wrapped around him right now and all I can focus on, besides his lips, is his erection against my legs. I tilt my head to deepen the kiss, feeling him tug on my lip and explore my mouth, before I pull away.
"What are you doing?" His voice is rugged and a dip in blasphemy.
My hands trail down the front of his body, all the way to the waistband of his pants. I look at him, as I tug them down.
He stands up fully taking them all the way off. When he finishes taking off his boxers, I lower myself to my knees so I'm face to face with his hard cock.
One of my hands close around his girth. I brush my thumb over the bit of precum forming.
I lick his tip, before taking all of his glory in. My other hand remains on his thigh, feeling how he tenses when my tongue comes in contact with his dick.
Nikolaos lets out a groan, throwing his head back which causes me to smirk.
My tongue flattens against his cock, tasting him as I feel his hips thrust against me. He feels silky as I feel him fill my mouth, going deeper and deeper until I almost gag- a reflex I forgot about.
My cheeks hollow out as I suck him, feeling his thick veins and his struggling attempt of controlling the thrust of his hips.
My head bobs up and down taking him deeper than I thought I could ever.
I slide my free hand up his deep V line forcefully, compelling him to stop his own movements while I pleasure him.
I flick my tongue against his cock, feeling his abdomen flex and hearing his groans and moans fill my ears.
Sounds like music.
Feeling his body writhe against mine makes me clench my thighs together to suppress my own arousal.
With one last stroke of my hand against the base of his cock, he orgasms in my mouth with a loud curse.
The saltiness of his come fills my tastebuds as it glides down my throat like honey.
I pull him out of my mouth glancing up at him. He pulls me off my knees, kissing me deeply- passionately.
He walks us backwards towards the bed, our bodies touching as my hands are wrapped around his neck and his lead me back by the waist.
He lays me down on the soft bed, him still kissing me passionately. His hand on my waist disappears momentarily before I feel him pushing the crotch of my underwear to the side.
I gasp feeling his fingers press against my wet entrance.
Our eyes connect, his darkening with a heat enough to make me whimper. His head dips, leaving a hot stream of kisses down my neck, biting the sensitive part under my ear lightly.
"You're so wet, baby," he whispers, looking back up at me, "you really enjoyed having me in your mouth didn't you?"
I clutch his shoulders tightly, feeling the spot between my legs scream louder and louder for him.
I nod breathlessly, curling one leg around his waist pressing my hips against his. His lips lift in a one sided smile as he teases me with his fingers.
He slides my underwear off fully, throwing it somewhere in the room.
Then he whispers in my ear, "όλα δικά μου. καταλαβαινεις την αγαπη?" (Your Mine, all mine. Understand love?)
I feel him flip us some I'm sitting on his lap and he is on bottom. I watch as his abs flex when he slowly lays back.
My breath hitches as his hands curl around the backs of my thighs, lifting me up so I have one knee on each side of his face.
He takes one hand to unclip my bra and I swear my nipples might fall off because my bra isn't holding me together anymore.
He places both of his hands on my waist, lowering my body. He kisses my clit and I whimper throwing my head back and moving my hips up.
"Nik." I moan.
His thumb brushes over my breast, making me shudder. "You're mine Love, just as much as I'm yours.Know, that I'm yours, yours to ravage, to use to your own benefit, and to have. I'm yours."
I grip the headboard when I feel his mouth descend on my core not giving me second to think about his words. His tongue glides along my wetness before filling me. I turn my head, crying his name at the sudden pleasurable invasion.
My back arches and my toes are curling as I feel his face buried between my legs. The sight almost makes me feel powerful.
His tongue flicks my clit, licking me from bottom to top.
It's so hard to stay stable on him, I feel myself thrashing before pressing my thighs against the sides of his head, ultimately squeezing him.
"Ride my tongue," his voice curls, tugging on my clit with his teeth, sending shock waves of pleasure all over my body and riddling my senses with euphoria.
With his hands gripping my thighs, my hands are pulling on his hair whilst holding his head there, simultaneously.
I buck my hips, doing exactly what he says, I feel his tongue press against me harder in all the best places.
I feel like an impending explosion as a feeling coils tight in the bottom of my stomach. My head tips back with my vision fluttering. I let out a strangled cry when he sinks two fingers inside of me, setting off the ticking bomb of an orgasm inside of me.
I move my hips to the thrust of his fingers as he finishes me off, his face emerging from between my legs with a pair of glistening lips raised in a dreamy smile sort of way.
When his hands move to my waist and flip us back over, I don't have time to register anything before he fills me with his cock so fast and hard- I'm moaning out his name and raking my nails down his back.
I dig deep, unsure if I'm even drawing blood.
He hits a spot inside of me that has me moaning. He silences me with his lips on mine, which I hurriedly allow, his tongue tangling with mine like our legs underwater.
I can feel tears forming at the ends of my eyes, threatening to fall.
I shiver when I feel his hands brush the curve of my breasts. His fingers graze over my peaked nipples, touching them in a way that sends ecstasy all over my body.
His mouth descends on my left, the swirling of his tongue around my nipple with a tug. I'm breathing heavily- panting even, my hands getting lost in his hair and sliding around the crook of his muscled shoulders.
He gives equal attention to the other one, as if my undoing is his only goal. He pays attention to every speck and freckle on my body, without fail everytime, giving me something more intense than the last.
Nikolaos's moans are getting mixed with mine forming our own tune of sounds.
"I fucking love how good you feel, Dio," he says, strained.
His thrusts are deep and rhythmic, soon becoming slower as we come together. The only sounds remaining now are our loud breaths, intermingling.
He rests his forehead against mine, our eyes don't leave each other, not for a second. We're getting even more lost in eachother, like we're willingly entering an impossible labyrinth just because.
He moves his head forward, capturing my lips in his. It's like I can't get enough of him- I never will, he feels like the euphoria of a drug except if it's never ending.
Our lips move slow, reflective of the amount of energy we have right now. My hands are running down his shoulders and his hands are running up my thighs.
It's in the air, potent as the fresh grass. It feels unreal. We are suspended in this moment of time, my lips captured in his, feeling the freefall of whatever the hell this is.
I can't get enough of this.
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Song~ WILDFLOWER by Billie Eliish
Nikolaos's hands rub comforting circles on my waist while his other hand holds me close to his body. My eyes are closed as I let out a sigh of content.
Just for right now- this one moment- I can feel peace.
In the arms of my boyfriend, who cares for me.
"Diovanna." Nik calls out my name.
"Mhm."
"What if you can't do it, what if something goes wrong?" His voice is low and full of warmth.
But his sentence confuses me, "What are you talking about?"
He sighs, "What if... you can't kill him. What if something goes wrong and something happens to you?"
Oh.
I turn my body so I'm now face to face with him, one of his hands still rubbing circles on my waist. "Nothing is gonna happen, I'll be fine. Do you know why?"
He shakes his head.
"Because I have someone to fight for." I stated offering him a soft smile.
He furrows his eyebrows in complete confusion. "What?" He breathes out causing me to chuckle softly.
"You." I tell him. "If something ever happened to me i know I have something to fight for- someone to get back to."
Nikolaos's eyes look at me with the softest eyes I've ever seen. "You know you mean the world to me right? I'll be right by your side in all of this okay?"
I nod my head in understanding before wrapping my arms around his torso and laying my head on his chest.
I wish this feeling could last forever.
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The guards open the front door for me as I just got home from Nikolaos's.
It's around 1:00 PM as I had stayed with Nik for the morning discussing different things and plans for the ball.
I had him drop me off down the street and I walked the rest of the way so the guards wouldn't see him.
Now I'm back in my home that happens to smell an awful lot like... cookies?
I make my way to the kitchen hearing chatter and giggles, only to be met with the faces of my Grandma, Grandmother, Luca, Lucien, Matteo, and Arabella.
"Dio!" Bella shouts rushing over to me hugging my waist which I immediately return the hug.
"Hey Bella." I smile. "What are you guys doing?"
She grins happily pulling away from me and moving closer towards the oven- looking through the glass. "We're making cookies!"
Matteo scoffs, "Sweet cheeks, I hate to break it to you but you haven't done anything to bake these cookies."
Arabella sticks her toupee out at him when Grandmother slaps Matteo on the back of the head.
"Matteo, Mattia, De'russo." She scolds, "As far as you should be concerned, she has done more than you."
Matteo frowns at her, "I ate the left over cookie dough." He states like it was supposed to mean something.
We all shake our heads laughing at his antics.
The timer for the cookies goes off and Arabella's face lights up with excitement, "Lucy! Come take these out the oven." She demands. "Please." She adds when I give her a pointed stare.
We're working on the manners.
Lucy grumbles something about that not being his name but complies anyway taking the cookies out the oven using the oven mittens.
Arabella goes to take one but Lucien grabs her hand spinning her around. "They are hot sweetie." He warns.
She gives him a sheepish smile before walking around the counter slowly. She walks over to Luca who eyes her suspiciously, "Yes?" He asks.
She abruptly taps his wrist before yelling, "TAG YOUR IT."
Luca stands up smacking Matteo's shoulder before running the same way Bella did. Now all the boys were yelling, running around the house playing tag.
Grandma, Grandmother, and I just laughed watching as they left chasing after each other. However, the second they left both came over and wrapped me into a tight hug.
"I'm so sorry sweet girl." My grandma ushers out while I just furrow my eyebrows awkwardly patting her back.
"Your father, he changed. He was no longer the son I knew." My Grandmother spits out, hurt evident in her voice.
I pull away from the hug, "what." Is all I say.
My grandma gives me a sad smile, "We heard about the contract. We won't let it happen though." She explains.
Oh.
"I don't know what my son was thinking," My grandmother says furrowing her eyebrows.
I shake my head, "I have it under control. Who told you?" I question.
My Grandma thinks for a second, "Samuel told me. Although it seemed more like an accident but yes he told me."
I nod at her answer. "Thanks, the ball is in two days. I've already taken care of security and safety precautions. Please get Arabella to come see me after she finishes the cookies."
And without another word, I leave the kitchen heading for my room.
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The door to my room opens slightly before shutting. I don't even have to look to know it's Bella.
She is the only one I told she doesn't have to knock.
"Hey Bella." I call out hearing a giggle from her as she jumps on my bed.
I close my laptop and the notebook I was working on before putting it in a drawer and locking it.
"How were the cookies?" I ask getting up from the seat at my desk and walking over to the bed.
She smiles widely at the question, "They were great! I saved you some in a container hidden in the pantry." She whispers the last part causing me to chuckle.
"Well then I'll have to go eat some later." I smile at her before clearing my throat. "Arabella."
She straightens up at the use of her full name, "Yes?" She replies meekly.
"You're not in trouble, I just want to ask you something." I clarify sensing her nervousness.
She nods, "okay."
"Your father," I start watching as her face morphs into confusion. "Your mother never told you who he was right?"
She shakes her head, "Bella, I need to know who he is. Just for your safety, I can't trust your mother's words. Would you mind if I got Elijah to draw some blood so we can do a DNA test? He is an amazing doctor." I assure her.
She looks skeptical and a bit scared, "Will you be there with me?" She asks.
I nod, "Only if you want me there."
She thinks a little more before ultimately agreeing with me.
I need to know who her real father is and if he is really dead. I need to know if he is a threat or not.
I just need her safe.
Especially if he is connected to the underworld, and if he isn't really dead. He'll be there at the ball.
I need to cover all bases.
"Thank you Bella, we'll do it today okay? I'll be there the whole time I promise."
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"All done sweetheart, take this cookie and this cup of orange juice. Make sure to finish both the cookie and juice before you get up." Elijah tells Arabella- offering her a sweet smile.
She nods digging into her cookie causing me to chuckle.
"Thanks Eli, I owe you one." I tell him.
He shakes his head at me, "You owe me nothing. You're my little sister, I'm here for whatever you need." He says ruffling my hair. "I'll see you later."
And with that he walks out the door of the hospital room in the house.
When he leaves I make my way back over to Bella, "You okay?" I ask softly.
She looks up at me, her beautiful eyes boring into mine. "What if my father really is alive? Would I have to go with him? I don't want to live alone with a man." She fires question after question not giving me time to answer.
However, the last sentence caught me off guard.
I don't want to be alone with a man.
Fucking pigs.
"You won't go anywhere you don't want to? You hear me? You're staying with me, no one can hurt you anymore. If your father is alive, I will speak with him." I assure her.
"If you decide you want to get to know him if he's alive, you can talk and hang out with him- while I'm around- until you feel safe or comfortable. If anything were to happen, I'm the first person you call. One word and I'll have him dead." She nods giving me a smile.
"Dio, I love you big sis." She says hugging my waist.
Big sis.
BIG SIS.
Play it cool.
"I love you to Bella." I smile hugging her back. "But finish your juice."
She chuckles doing exactly as I said.
Big sis, I like that.
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A/N: Long time no see.
Sorry the update is so late, my life has been shitty. Guess who tore her meniscus in her right knee?
Hint: she is writing this book.
Anyway, love you all so much.
See yall next time Hoes.<3