suddenly fall into bed kissing. I’m not going to resist what my body feels like doing next, because my mind, heart, body and soul need to escape in her and it’s not just because of tonight’s events. It’s because she’s what I need.
Our clothes come off and I slide right into her welcoming passage, she’s ready for me. always ready for me to take her.
I do. As I start driving into her body, making love to her everything that I feel for her comes rushing to the forefront of my mind. The way she touches me, the way she looks at me, the way she feels to me are things I never thought I’d have again. but… it’s not again. This is the first time.
I fell for her the first time I looked at her and now I know I wasn’t imagining things. She unlocked something inside me that only she had the keys for. It made me fall for her, fall in love with her.
Only she could make me love her the way I do.
We come together giving into the climax of the pleasure that takes us with mutual surrender. When I look at her again I know she can see how I feel. It’s that soul to soul moment. It’s happening again. A moment where words don’t need to be spoken. You just look at each other and know exactly what the other is feeling.
I’ve never experienced that with anybody and as I continue to look at her I know I never will with anyone else, just her.
It’s best though that I say nothing, because I can’t give her what she needs.
It’s because I love her why I have to let her go.
I want her to have the best and that’s not me.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Isabella
Tristan held me as I drifted off to sleep.
I slept and it’s the first time in years that I fell into a deep sleep without stirring and without the threat of a nightmare.
That happened last night of all the nights to happen, while Candace was in hospital fighting for her life.
I just woke up and the memory of the horror was the first thing to fill my mind.
I’m alone and there’s a hollow feeling in my soul that I can’t shake.
I still blame myself. the moment Dominic started talking I knew he was furious about me and Tristan, and I had that leprous feeling again. Guilt by association to my father.
Then when the bullet left his gun that last time, I just knew it was going to hit someone. I saw it all in slow motion. The instant the first bullet left his gun I knew disaster lay ahead. I was certain of it. Then Candace got shot.
The scream that tore from her throat still pierces through me. It was a cry from deep within her soul and the only sound she made. After that she just went still. That was the effect of the bullet.
Now it’s the waiting and I wish I could have stayed, but I understood the need for some privacy. She’s a friend to me but she’s like family to them and there are boundaries.
Since it looks like late morning so I get up and change.
I’ve decided to head downstairs where I can wait for some news.
I don’t want to look like I’m here comfortable while Candace is in such a bad condition. I already feel like shit just for being here.
To say the world has turned upside down over the last few weeks feels like an understatement. It’s more fitting to say it’s turned all sorts of ways except the right way.
I make my way downstairs and see the house staff cleaning. There are a few maids making their rounds. The head maid asks me if I want breakfast and I politely decline. I’m not hungry and I have that queasy feeling again. I just feel like I’ll vomit if I have anything even water.
I’m hoping the feeling will pass once I hear something about Candace.
I go out on to the terrace leading down to the beach and watch the waves roll in. It’s different to being on the island but just as gorgeous. The whole house is gorgeous.
I heard that Massimo’s wife is staying somewhere safe. Looking at this place makes me wonder what kind of woman she is and what it must be like to be married to the boss.
It wouldn’t be like me marrying Dmitri. The Circle of Shadows is not like the Italian mafia. They exist