Claimed By The Don

Ava p. o. v

Sunlight peered through the window glaring at me, I could feel the harshness of the sun light even through closed eyes waking me from my not so peaceful sleep.

Groaning, I sat up. I was both physically and emotionally exhausted as I was unable to have any sleep till 2am, before I was pulled into deep sleep allowing me only a few hours of sleep.

The only thing I was happy about from my lack of sleep last night, was the fact that I have planned my revenge very well and I’m pretty sure I’m so going to enjoy it. It’s going to be quite a scene.

Stretching my stiff and tired limbs, a yawn left my mouth. My gaze fell on Vince side of the bed which was completely untouched since I’m not one those that rolls around while sleeping, confirming the predicted and childish behavior from their kind of species.

He didn’t came to bed last night, though I didn’t expected that act from Vince but it’s wasn’t surprising either.

Rolling my eyes, I climbed down but flinched when my feet meet the cold floor.

Quickly, I shove my feet in my fluffy slippers and made my way slowly and tiredly to the bathroom.

I strip from my clothes and step under the shower staying until my hair is completely drape over my face down to my shoulders. I washed my hair with my shampoo, and after rinsing the shampoo out. I proceed to scrubbing my body clean, I stayed under the hot water for a few more minutes before shutting it and stepping out of the shower and wrap a towel around my body.

I came out of the bathroom only to momentarily frozen in place, all my previous emotions From last night came crushing back  slamming my organs and completely knocking out my breath.

My womanhood was tingling in sweet sensation, as if Vince fingers were out of me only seconds ago.

My gaze locked with his dark pool of desire as they study me intensely, drinking me in. His adam’s apple bobs up and down as his orbs swept all over my body, his gaze lasted a minute longer on my exposed leg.

His face remains expressionless, and his jaw stubbled.

My greedy eyes trail slowly down his half nakedness as he stands before me in a towel that hang loosely on his waist, his solid chest damp and his dark hair with sweat, as if he’s been running or working out.

Sweat beads are trailing down his temple, across his neck and into his solid chest before shimmering as they travel the waves of his abs and dispersed in the towel.

We maintain eye contact, neither one of us saying anything for a long while. I just drank him, every fined tuned muscle, every perfect inch of pure beauty.

He finally made the first move, closing the distance between us wrapping his heavy arm around my waist, trapping me in his embrace. He dipped his head down reaching down for a kiss, and that snapped me from my lustful daze. I move my face to the side just in time for his kiss lands on my cheek instead.

I stepped out of his hold before he could process what I was doing.

I mentally smacked myself for almost ruining my plans and giving in to his charms.

Vince handsome face twisted into a scowl, a perfect line of frown spread on his forehead. But he mutely stomped his way over to the bathroom as if reminded of his suppose anger at me, slamming the door with a loud bang.

I rolled my eyes and shrug my shoulder, walking into the walk-in closet to get ready for the day.

He can go fuck himself.

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I came out of the closet fully dressed in a grey joggers and a white top, while drying my hair. At the same time Vince came out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist to cover his lower body. He looks delicious and yum yum after having a bath and cleaned from his sweat, although I wouldn’t mind having him inside me with his sweaty body.

“Fuck!” I hear Vince hissed, he took long and fast strode towards me and in a couple of second he has managed to trap me between himself and the wall.

Vince smashed our lips together, he sucks on my lips as if he’s been thirsty. He break away and work his way into my neck, savouring the feeling on his big hands around my waist in a possessive manner.

“I’ve told you before, don’t fight me off. You’re mine, my wife.” He gave a little growl and nibbling on my earlobe. My stomach flutters at his declaration.

I rolled my eyes, I wanted to give a reply but a gag stopped me and suddenly I’m retching.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Without much of a thought I push Vince off me and race into the bathroom collapsing in front of the toilet, then emptied the entire contents of my stomach, while trying to keep my hair from my face.

“Ava!” Vince bellows from behind me.

“Fuck baby!” He panicked, I felt him gather my hair in one hand to keep it from my face and rubbing soothing on my back with the other one.

“Cara!” He sounds so worried, fool! I’m only having stomach upset.

I can’t talk. My throat is blocked and itchy, my eyes watered and my stomach hurts.

What the hell is wrong with me?

This must be the effect of the alcohol I had sipped on yesterday, it shouldn’t have had this effect but then again I didn’t have anything else that could possibly cause an stomach upset so it has to be the alcohol.

“I’m fine ” I grab some toilet tissue and dab at my forehead and rub my palms over my cheeks when I knew I would throw up anymore.

He gave me a blank look, clearly didn’t believe me.

“Let me look at you, My love.” I shuffle around with a sigh.

“Fuck woman, you’ll kill me off someday I swear.” He pushes my hair from my face.

“You okay?” He placed his large over my stomach and pats it tenderly as if afraid he would hurt me.

“No, I feel sick.” I complain. I collapse on him, my cheek resting on his bare chest. My revenge plan was long forgotten, all I want was to curl up in a ball beside Vince.

“We going to a doctor now!” He said leading us out of the bathroom.

“Vince I’m fine, I promise.” I halted us, there is no way I’m going to a hospital just for a stomach bug.

“Cara, you’re clearly not okay and I’m not risking your health.” He stated matter of fact. He sat me down on the bed and went into the closet.

Ten minutes later he came out dressed in his usuals, I watch him closely as he picked his phone and keys from the nightstand, searching for words to stop him.

“Let’s go.” He muttered reaching out for my arm.

“I’m not going.” I retorts moving away, he titled his head to the side giving me the Don’t test me look. But I’m having none of it.

“Let’s go Cara.” He warns clearly angry.

“I said I’m not going.” I repeat. I hear him exhale deeply. It’s an obvious demonstration of frustration.

“I could just flipped over my shoulder and take you there but I’m helpless.” He ran a hand over his face looking dejected. I’m surprised he haven’t don’t that yet, and it’s clear he’s resisting himself from doing it or something is holding him back from doing it.

“It’s just an upset stomach, it must be the effect of the alcohol from yesterday.” I assures.

I saw his eyes widen and within the blink of an eye he kneeing before me gripping onto my shoulders.

“You had alcohol?” His tone was panicked and pleading for me to say no.

“Yes.” I admit.

“Fuck woman!” He cursed. “What have you done.” Shutting his eyes inhaling loudly. He stood up abruptly and bolt out the door slamming it after him.

What the hell!

Why is he reacting this way over me taking alcohol?

I shrug not bothering to find out.

“Mommy!” Marco’s voice snapped me out of my trail of thoughts. I bent down and pick him up placing on my left hip.

“How is my big boy this fine morning.” I pinched his cheek.

“I’m fine.” He giggle hugging my neck.

“So you’re ready for day, Yes?” He hummed in reply. “Okay, let’s do something fun today!” I suggest which drew his interest.

“What are we going to do, mommy.” He asks.

“For starters, we’ll go to the park then go shopping for toys later.”

“No Mom, us go shopping for more toys first then to the park.” Marco grin when I gave my approval.

“Thanks Mom, you’re the best Mom ever.” He kissed my cheek.

“And you’re the best kid ever.” I kissed his cheeks in return. I walked us into the kitchen, I placed Marco a chair then took my seat.

“Good morning, Ava.” My mother-in-law greets with a blinding smile, she placed our food in front us and plant a kiss on both mine and Marco head.

“Good morning Mom.” I answered. I glanced at the food but cringe at it, not having the appetite to eat it. Instead it’s making me feel nauseous.

I look towards Marco to find him already digging in, I smile fondly at him.

“Ava dear why are you not eating? Don’t you like it.” My mother-in-law ask as she takes her seat opposite me.

“You are not eating?” Vince boomed before I could reply his Mom. I roll my eyes for the second time in just the span of thirty minutes, here he comes again with his dominance.

He took his seat at the head of the table, he ran his gaze all over me. I squirmed under his intense gaze that is making feel like I’ve done something wrong.

“Are you alright dear, you look pale than usual.” Mrs Alfonso observed concern laced her face.

“I’m not feeling too well.” I managed to say before the nauseous feeling came up and before I know it I’m up and flew back to my bathroom. Vomiting out my guts, I heard the room door open and close but didn’t bother with it knowing its Vince.

I once again emptied my already empty stomach, sat there catching my breath. This is so not how I’ve planned my morning. And I definitely do not like it.

Vince rubbing my back and after a while when I’m done, he pulls me up before flushing the toilet.

“Would you like to brush your teeth?” He ask as if reading my mind.

“Yes please.”  He took my brush and put paste on.

“Open your mouth, Cara.” I did as instructed. He help me brush my teeth, when he’s done. He runs a cool wash cloth over my face before scooping me up and transported me to bed.

“Comfy?” He asks as I settle in the middle of the bed.

“Yes.” I reply tiredly. He nods and walk away, his hands clenched his head as he disappeared into the bathroom.

He reappeared in the bathroom doorway with his chest raising and falling noticeably. I’m staring at him curiously. He’s staring at me with guilt.

Sitting up and pulling my knees to my chest, I felt small and awkward. Like something is going to go wrong, I don’t why I’m feeling so but it’s like Vince did something I wouldn’t like.

It might just be my thoughts but…..

“I got your pills replace.” He said, his jaw ticks and his neck muscles bulge.