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Chapter 149 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* 2 Weeks Pregnant | Location: Chicago, Illinois | I have never held something so expensive before. Even touching the card makes me nervous. Regardless of my hiked up nerves, I approach the counter with hesitant steps, while looking over my shoulder to check if someone recognizes me. Although I'm well aware of the scarf covering my face, I still find myself cautious of everyone that walks past me. I don't want to be found by the convent or by… him. He hurt me more than anyone has. I'm sure by now he is happily married to Gemma and they must be anticipating their baby soon. My eyes grows heavy at that thought. It's for the best. Now I'll be out of their lives for good. No more ruining other people's happiness. I was never meant to be happy anyway. The young woman behind the counter smiles warmly. “Good morning. How can I help you?” I hold the scarf to my face, shielding it from her view. “I… I would like to make a withdrawal.” “Of
Chapter 148••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••No one speaks.We all stare at the security feed like this is some arranged cinematic movie. My eyes narrows on the bottles littered everywhere in my cabin.Another evidence to prove just how drunk I was. Marco clicks on a different tab, not stopping until he hits fast-forward. Even then, no one says anything.Gemma pops up on the screen, time of arrival stamped just right there at the corner. It wasn't Elizabeth. She never came that night.I was out of my fucking mind to think so. We watch as she knocks and I open the door for her.It's not what we're looking for, so Marco increases the speed by 2x. He doesn't stop until it gets to the point where I start walking down to my room.That's when my interest heightens. The part I need to know.Something riles up within me when I see how helpless I look, watching closely as I fall to the bed.There's no sign of Gemma yet. Minutes later, she's standing by the door but I look too weak to get up and
Chapter 147••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••Another name for this wedding? I'll spell it out— A F-U-C-K-I-N-G F-U-N-E-R-A-L.And somehow I'm invited, even though this is the last fucking place I want to be.The door opens and I don't turn to know who it is. Because I already do.Alessandro enters first, and everyone else follows.Marco leans lazily against the wall with a tablet tucked beneath his arm, looking far too relaxed for the tension in the room. Sergei takes the seat nearest to the window and Nicholas stays by the door, trying to look like this is just one of those normal days.No one speaks up at first. But Alessandro breaks the silence by asking the one question I expected he would. “So, is it true?”“I woke up beside her.”Alessandro rubs his face. “That's not exactly what I asked.”My jaw spasms so hard I expected my teeth on the floor, “I don't remember enough to tell you exactly what happened.”Alessandro’s expression stinks of indifference, like my answer is just me t
Chapter 146 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* The moment the last words leaves her lips is the exact moment when the audio starts playing through the speakers, so loud and clear. It's not just any audio. It's my… It's my moans. Dear Lord. My moans, the sound of skin slapping against skin… and everyone can hear it. Someone cries out in disbelief. Another sister covers her mouth. “Such great sin…” one says, looking at me now. Eyes, all eyes are on me. They are not looking away neither do they hide how shocked and disappointed they look. The sound gets even louder, echoing immensely. Then the words follow after— {Please, Luciano,” I hear myself beg through the speakers. Everyone hears it too.} {“Please, what?”} {“Please, fuck me”} Oh goodness gracious! Someone help me. Please stop this. “Jesus, Mary and Joseph,” another sister shouts, most of them making the sign of the cross including Mother Roselyn. {AGAIN!} My moaning increases, the desire for his touch unmistakable
Chapter 145 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* It's today. The day I have been preparing myself for, for a very long time. The reason I got into the convent in the first place. The induction I have spent nights running from, praying for— the day has finally come. It is the day I will finally take my vows into becoming a nun. We are all dressed in white, with transparent veils over our heads. Candles illuminates the cathedral, making it sparkle despite the dim light. As I sit and listen to the choir sing, I wonder if I'm really making the right decision. If this is what I want to do. But there's no time for second guesses because I'm already here. Mother Roselyn approaches us one by one, saying things I have no idea about. It is only when she gets to me that I understand what she was saying to the others. It's words of admonition. Trying to give us courage to stay steadfast. Deep down, I really need to be encouraged about all of this. When she reaches me, I see pride, trust
Chapter 144*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*If sneaking into the convent without getting caught needs to be awarded, I'm sure I'll be wearing a medal around my neck for sure.Only that this time around, Mother Roselyn sees me and accosts me immediately.“Where did you run off to? We knocked on the restroom door but didn't get a response. We almost broke the door before we realized there was no one in there.”I take a step back, my hand instinctively going to my stomach. When I notice how her eyes follow the movement, I drop my hands back. “Nowhere,” I answer, my eyes on the wall behind her.“What do you mean nowhere? I literally just said you weren't at the restroom,” she persists, giving me that judgy look.Tucking the strand of my hair back in place, I rephrase my earlier response, “What I mean is… I left before you must have come looking for me. I needed a breath of fresh air.” I hope she buys it.She studies me over the rims of her glasses. “I never know what to believe once it co
Chapter 55*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*No man has ever touched me like this before now, especially in my most intimate parts. The fact that my legs are spread apart so wide for him to see how wet and dripping I am makes me panic in embarrassment.At this point, I'm expecting him to take off his
Chapter 56 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* Few months ago, I could have sworn on anything valuable to me that I'm more than ready to become the bride of Christ. I could have sworn that the devil has got nothing on me, that I am as innocent and pure as a dove, as anything pure can be. For some r
Chapter 50 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• She fits against me too perfectly like she was fucking made for me. That's the first thought that cuts through the chaos in my head as thunder cracks through the quiet library again and her fingers clutch my shirt like it's the only solid thing le
Chapter 52 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• “How did you get this scar?” A vulnerable look passes through her eyes, then replaced with something more concerning. I follow her gaze directly to the spot where she has her hand placed. I know what she's trying to do—she's changing the fucking topic



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