Caroline Rossi was finally happy. Three months pregnant, with loving husbands, the Rossi twins. They knew about her dark past, and she knew about theirs. And they had just accepted each other. But what happens when their ex wife, who had been murdered years ago by the twins enemy, returns, alive?
View More“Are you scared to meet with the lawyer?” Tony asks, gaining my attention.I bite my bottom lip for a moment, taking a second to think before responding. “Honestly, it’s not really that I’m scared to meet with the lawyer, so much as I’m scared of what the possible outcome of this whole thing is. There are so many different potential scenarios that could play out, you know?”Taking my hand in his, he strokes the skin while turning in his seat to face me completely. “Tell me what you are most afraid will happen.”I turn in my seat completely as well, facing him the same, my legs crossed as I lean against the passenger door behind me. “I think that I’m most afraid of the lawyer telling me that our marriage wasn’t legal anymore now that Sara i
“Fine. We will be there within the hour.” He ends the call, turning to face us right away. “That was the lawyer we were sent to. She said we have to go in person to speak to her about the marriage shit with us and with Sara.”I suck in a breath, letting it out as I ponder on what to say. “Okay. So we have to go right now?”He nods, his eyes moving over my face, trying to gauge my reaction.I stand up and face them. “Well, then let’s get going. I need to get an actual outfit, and then we gotta get that shit handled. Cuz, like, what if you guys are actually still married to her or something?”“We will get a divorce. Right away.” Tony says, grabbing one of my hands.
“But do you guys?” I ask them, staring between the both of them, trying as hard as possible to keep myself from feeling that familiar streak of jealousy shoot through me.Tony reaches over to grab my hand in his. “Baby, no. We love you. Only you.”I grip his hand back in mine. “I know you guys do. And I love you guys so much, too. And I know that you guys will never, ever do anything to ever hurt me again.” Pausing to take a deep breath, I look between the both of them before continuing. “But you guys knew her for a long time. You guys were married to her. And while your feelings for her weren’t romantic, you guys had to have cared about her. Are you telling me that you guys don’t at least
I cup his cheek more fully, gaining his attention once more.“First of all, let me just say that you are absolutely allowed to feel whatever type of feeling. Don't ever let anyone tell you that you can't. You are entitled to your fucking feelings. And im so fucking sorry that i have ever made you feel like i loved you less, because i dont. Not at all, antonio. The love that i have for both you and nick is not only so fucking strong, but its equal. I'm going to try and do my part on trying to make sure you know that, every day. Okay?”Tony nods, his smile returning. “Okay.”Nick stands up from his spot on the couch and joins where we are standing.“And maybe, you can work a little bit on your own self esteem, tony?” Nick suggests, squee
When I get out of the shower, I take a moment and stare at myself in the mirror. Long, blonde hair. Small freckles across my face. Green eyes. Full lips. My eyes glide down my face to stare down my body. They settle on my belly. Turning in the mirror, I take note of the small bump that I’m sporting. Fuck. I still cannot believe that I’m actually pregnant. I think back to when I had been kidnapped a few years ago. While they held me hostage, the men had made several comments that made it clear that they would, eventually, do more than just torture me. They had promised to eventually assault me. To put a kid in me, one of them had said. Even after the whole situation, the idea of having a kid terrified me. Because every time I thought about having a kid, I would think about what they did to me, about what they wanted to do to me. I had always wanted to be a mother before I was kidnapped. But those men took those wants from me. They took so fucking much from me. Lookin
I sigh loudly as I look over the paperwork in front of me, trying to make sense of everything.When Jameson had called me to come get an update on the situation with Sara, I was more than tempted to simply stay in bed with Caroline.Things were finally falling back into place, and I feel like we’re finally going to be starting our life together.But could we truly start a new life with Caroline, when we haven’t dealt with the problem that is Sara?I mean, of course we could.But I think we would all feel the tension that comes from the unknown, from not knowing what’s the truth about her, about what happened, about what she wants.
“That shit really changed me. I had to cut everyone off. I had to literally fake my own death. Just to protect what little remaining family I have. And my friends? Fuck, it sucked leaving them. Especially Amanda. I was still a kid, and instead of dating and going to parties and shit, I was stuck at home, too terrified to really leave my home, in a new state, with no one. And then you guys came into my life.” I pause, staring into his eyes, wishing to convey all of my thoughts in simpler ways. “And you guys fucking changed me. Fuck, meeting you guys is probably the best thing that could have happened to me. I’m not that scared, cowering little girl anymore. This life that I am building, that we are building. It’s the best fucking thing to me. We are going to decorate our forever home. We are going to have the twins.” Nicks smile wi
Oh shit. I fucking hate when Caroline cries. It feels like my heart is breaking apart, like something inside of me has gone array. “Baby, hey. You’re okay, Caroline.” I say, wrapping my arms around her small frame. She cries in my arms, sniffling slightly. “I know, I know. Trust me, I’m not sad right now. Fuck, I’m anything but sad. I’m happy. I’m so fucking happy right now.” She pauses, letting out a sob as she pulls away to look up at me, her hands resting on my shoulders as she stares up at me with so much vulnerability in her eyes. “And that makes me scared.”I stare down at her in bewilderment. “Scared? Why would being happy make you scared?” She shakes her head, her tears now streaming down her face silently. “It’s not that I’m scared of being happy. I’m scared that everything will just… disappear, or something. Like something bad is just going to happen, like it always happens. I feel like we can never catch a fucking break, you know?”She sniffles, wiping her tears quietl
“You are the love of my life.” He says.“I love you.” I moan back, feeling his cock throb inside of me at my response.He smiles against my skin, still fucking me slowly.Hell, I don’t even think that I can call this fucking.No, no.This is what I picture when someone says ‘making love’.Slowly, our orgasms rise, until we’re both screaming each others names and kissing feverishly.After he releases his seed deep inside of me, he wipes my stray hairs from my face, tucking t
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