Locked Hearts

Chapter Twenty Seven

RAELYNN POV

"I've heard that name before." She murmured. "Where have I heard that name?" She mumbled more to herself.

"You heard it ten years ago. It was mentioned along with my parents and brother's name." I started in a emotionless voice. "A video came along with it, you probably saw that too. It made quite a lasting impression."

I could see her trying to remember, trying to go back in time in her mind. "Dante and Violetta Romano. That's when people started to truly fear him. I never saw the video, my parents wouldn't let us." Her eyes widened in realisation. "Oh my, fuck it was your parents he did that to?" She asked terrified and fearful.

My parents made sure to never let the press get to Marcello and I. So other than our names, no one knew us.

I smiled but it wasn't a warm or happy smile. "Yeah, it was." I bent my legs, placing my hands on my knees. "It was my seventeenth birthday and my parents took us out. I wasn't the person I am now. No, back then I was shy, quiet, might even say kind. A daddy's girl." My head rested on the headboard and I stared at the ceiling. "So spending my seventeenth birthday with my family rather than out with friends was normal to me. We were on our way home when out of nowhere, this van rammed into us. That night we didn't take bodyguards with us, it was meant to be a peaceful family night. The car ended up in a ditch. There was screaming, pain and blood. Too much blood. Before his men could get to us, my father somehow got me and Marcello out but he couldn't get mom out in time. Her legs were stuck. I hid in the bushes with Marcello in my arms, and watched as they dragged them out to the streets." The day replayed in my mind like it was yesterday. I never forgot a second of it.

"They beat my dad, tortured him and they made my mom watch. Then they made him watch as that bastard had his little fun with her." I clenched my fists in anger. "Her fucking legs were broken and he...He shot them both and left them for dead. There were people around you know? Cars stopped, people walked out of their houses and just watched as he beat my father and raped my mother. They just watched. I suppose I'm no better because I stayed hidden too. Later I found out the bastard filmed it and put it up. He had just taken over from his father and I guess he wanted to send a message."

"Rae-"

"She survived but she'll never walk again. I may have covered Marcello's eyes but he still heard them. He's going hear their screams for the rest of his life." I took a shuddering breath and continued. "You know, I thought that was the end of it. I couldn't have been more wrong." I got up and walked to her, my tall frame hovered over her.

"Rae, I don't-"

"Val." I corrected her. "My mom usually calls me some form of endearment and my brother, well he barely calls me anything. Can you call me Val? My father gave it to me."

"Okay, Val."

It left her lips hesitantly and with a slight tremble but my heart fluttered at the sound. My hand reached up to cup her face, my thumb tracing her lips. "Sounds good. I wonder what it sounds like when you're in complete ecstasy." I kissed her, picking her up as I did.

"I don't think this is a good idea." said as I laid her down.

She didn't know how selfish my actions were right now. There was a chance she wouldn't accept me after the whole truth, so I selfishly wanted her one last time. No, I needed her one last time.

I brought my mouth to hers, kissing her with everything I had in me. Rushing this was the last thing on my mind. I took my time savouring her taste, relishing in her moans and the way her body reacted to my touch. I kept a mental note of each of her tells and weak spots. Trailing kisses down to her neck, my hands moved up her shirt. I found her bare breasts and cupped them, gently kneading the soft flesh. I knelt between her legs and rid her of her shirt, then her shorts followed. I hovered over her, taking a pink bud in my mouth as my hands explored her body.

"Val,"

"Shh, let me make love to you." I whispered in her ear. "Can I have you?"

She nodded and I continued.

My lips tasted every part of her body, each curve and everytime she moaned it spurred me on. My mouth reached her underwear, and I gently pulled them down. Kissing her hip bone down to her thighs, I purposely avoided her pussy. I moved to lay down between her legs, placing bites on her inner thighs.

"Val," she bucked her hips up.

I ignored her plea and continued my sweet torture on her. Reaching up I cupped her breasts once more, rolling and tugging on the harden buds. When I thought she had enough of the teasing, I stuck my tongue out as I made eyes contact with her. I gave her long, slow lick through her wet slit.

"Oh fuck."

"Did anyone have you in the time we've been apart, mia piccola rossa?" I asked in a growl.

"N-no. Please just..." She whined softly.

I abandoned her aching pussy and kissed her after crawling back up. "Please what, Grace? What would you like me to do?" I husked out as I found her neck again. "Should I kiss you here?" Her hands tried to touch me but I held them above her head. "Or here?" I swirled my tongue around her nipple. "Here perhaps?" I teased her clit with a finger.

"I-I can't t-take it, please." A frustrated tear fell from her eyes.

I kissed the tear away then settled between her legs once more. "The only time it's alright to cry is in bed, after your body becomes overwhelmed with the pleasure I give."

I latched onto her clit, sucking the bud and teasing her entrance with my finger. My other hand held her down as she writhed and moaned her enjoyment. I missed her taste, the sweet distinctive nector that had me hooked from the very first time. As fast as her juices escaped, I devoured it, too addicted to let it waste. With ease, I entered two fingers into her and started with slow, steady strokes.

One of her hand came and clutched my hair, slightly pushing me more into her. "Fuck baby, faster."

I obeyed and sped up my pace, giving my girl what she wanted. My tongue hungrily licked and my teeth bit on her clit. Finger fucking her still, I hovered over her to take her lips. I stuck my tongue into her mouth to give her a taste of herself. Her hips wildly thrusted upwards to meet my pace. I pulled away just in time to see her face contort into pleasure as she came. A sound somewhere between a moan and a scream ricocheted off the walls.

Her small body shook as she came down. I pulled out of her and flipped us, making her legs straddle me. "Ride, tesoro." My hands assisted her movements.

She grounded her hips leisurely at first, finding her rhythm until she picked up her pace. Her hands cupped my breasts and squeezed, my hips were thrusting up, meeting hers.

"Fuck, oh fuck yes." Her head fell back in ecstasy.

I thought she was beautiful before but right now, looking at her above me, she was something else. I sat up and flipped us again, burying my face in her neck as we both kept our pace. Her hands and legs held onto me tightly as she came again, I followed right after.

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