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The judge cleared his throat, commanding the attention of the courtroom as he prepared to deliver his ruling.
“After careful consideration of the evidence presented before this court,” the judge began, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, “it is the decision of this court that the defendants, Mr. and Mrs. De Luca, are guilty of the charges of murder in the first degree.”
Luciano’s parents give a murderous look to me because somewhere I was responsible for the fate they are meeting. But they cannot do anything now. That day I put forward. my demand to stay with Luciano, he got agreed. If you wanted he could have put his parents behind the bars long ago but he didn’t because at the end of the day it was his own blood, his father that stopped him from doing so.
But for me, he got ready to punish them for the crime they committed.
“And as for the accomplice, Mr. Charles Harper,” the judge continued, his voice unwavering, “you are hereby found guilty of aiding and abetting in the concealment of the crime.”
Uncle’s hands trembled as he grasped the railing in front of him, his gaze darting around the courtroom in a desperate search for redemption. Aunt and Olivia were crying continuously. Only if they had told me the truth earlier, maybe they didn’t meet this fate. Now, I want all of them to feel the pain that I have endured all my life. They will
get to know how it feels to be away from whom you love.
“In accordance with the laws of this land,” the judge declared, his voice echoing with solemnity, “I hereby sentence Mr. and Mrs. De Luca to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole. And as for Mr. Harper,” the judge concluded, his voice firm, “you are hereby sentenced to ten years imprisonment for your role in this heinous crime.”
With a final bang of his gavel, the judge brought the proceedings to a close, the sound echoing through the courtroom, finally giving peace to my burning soul.
The three accused were led towards the jail. I could feel Luciano watching his father walking away. Wrapping my hand around his arm, I leaned my head on his shoulder, providing his solace as much as I could.
“I am sorry, Luciano,” I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper as I gazed up at him.
“You need not say sorry, Dove. They committed the crime, so they deserve the punishment, Luciano replied, his tone gentle and reassuring as he brushed a stray lock
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of hair from my face.
Turning his head, he leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to my forehead, his lips warm against my skin. My eyes closed on their own. He then caressed my swollen belly. It took us six months to finally put the culprits behind the bars and by this time my belly has grown considerably.
Scon we found our way outside the court. As Luciano helped me settle into the car, my eyes inadvertently fell upon Olivia and my aunt standing by the courthouse steps, their faces etched with tears. Memories of their past actions flooded my mind, the days of torment and anguish they had inflicted upon me still fresh in my memory.
I remember the days when we were fighting the case they used to come to me and beg me to take the case back. But I didn’t!
I haven’t forgotten the days when they used to lock me up in a room and torture me to death. They didn’t care about my cries or my phobia. Those days still haunt me. They ruined my childhood when they could have made it beautiful knowing that I have lost
my parents.
Moving my gaze away from them, I sat inside. I felt a pang of sadness but I shrug it away. They are the culprits so they deserve the punishment.
I looked out of the window, on the streets, feeling good after fulfilling one of the biggest motive of my life. I was enjoying the soft air brushing my hair and caressing my face. when my eyes caught the sight of an ice–cream parlour. The sight brought a flicker of joy to my heart and I could feel my baby moving as well.
Suddenly the car was came to a halt as Luciano applied the brake. My head snapped back at him.
“Let’s have icecream” he chuckled
How?
I mean, the back of my head was facing him. How could he know what I was craving?
“Because I love you more than you do,” he teased, reaching over to playfully tweak my nose before stepping out of the car, leaving me momentarily stunned.
Locking the door behind him, he disappeared into the ice cream parlor, leaving met alone with my thoughts. My heart swelled with affection for this man who knew me so well, who could anticipate my desires before I even voiced them.
Minutes later, he returned with two ice cream cones in hand, a triumphant smile
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gracing his lips. My heart skipped a beat as I watched him approach, his presence fillin me with a warmth and happiness every damn time.
As he sat inside he gave me one of the icecream which I took gladly. As he was handing me the ice cream, some of the cream got smeared on his middle two finger.
I was about to look for the napkin to clean his fingers. Before I could even contemplate reaching for a napkin, his eyes locked with mine, a wicked glint sparking within their depths. He took his fingers to his mouth and sucked them seductively, his tongue swirling sensuously as he savored the taste.
A shiver ran down my entire being and my thighs squeezed together on their own. My breath caught in my throat as I watched him, my heart racing with a heady
nix of desire and anticipation. Every movement of his tongue sent a jolt of electricity coursing through me, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each passing moment.
His cycs raved down my body and lingered in between my thighs for more than a few seconds, giving a full indication of what exactly he wants.
I gulped.
My body desires the same. The pregnancy harmones are playing with me but at the same time the doctor has asked us to maintain a distance for a few months for the safety of the baby.
To calm down the rising heat in my body, I took the first lick of the icecream. Luciano staring at me intently, all the time.
“Have yours!” I said eyeing the icecream he was holding.
“Oh, no!” He chuckled
And before I knew he was hovering above me.
I was afraid that the passerby may see us but he already turned on the blinders, cutting us from the rest of the world, leaving just us two with our melting icecream and burning desires.
His lips met mine in a fiery kiss, a rush of heat surged through my veins, engulfing me in a whirlwind of sensation. His one hand was holding the icecream while the other squeezed my curves. His touch was electric, sending shivers of pleasure cascading down my spine as our mouths moved in perfect rhythm and intensity. We both were thirsty from months.
Luciano promised himself that he would not touch me until the murderers of my
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parents are behind the bars.
My attention was brought back to the kiss when he deepened it. His lips were soft yet demanding, coaxing a response from me that I eagerly gave. I melted into his embrace, my fingers tangling in his hair as I pulled him closer, desperate to feel every inch of him against me. There was no past, no future, only the intoxicating present as we surrendered to the fiery passion that burned between us.
His hands roamed over my body, igniting a trail of fire wherever they touched. Every caress full of passion, driving me to the brink of ecstasy with each fleeting touch. We surrendered to the pull of desire, our kisses growing more urgent and fervent with each passing second.
My hand moved down to his pant and I caressed his penis which was now hard as rod. Luciano’s moans reverberated through the car as I continued to stroke him, my movements fueled by a desire to bring him the release he craved.
With each touch, his arousal grew, his pleasure mingling with mine as our bodies. moved in perfect synchrony. I could feel the tension building within him.
And then, with a guttural groan, he reached his climax, his body shuddering with ecstasy as he found release in my touch, his moan resonating in the car as he continued. to suck my mouth as if his life depends on it.
When I went out of breath, he placed his forehead on mine. We were panting heavily. our eyes interlocked. We were so close that we could see into each other’s souls.
“I can’t wait to have you,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
“Me too,” I replied, my heart racing with anticipation as I looked into his eyes, knowing that our low
was stronger than ever before.
