Page 67 of Sweet Temptation

Closing my eyes, I run my fingers through my wet hair before stepping out of the stall and wrapping my towel around my waist. Leave it to my mother to get stuck in my head and ruin my fucking junior year.

Another sigh falls from my lips as I scrub the towel through my wet hair. I'm determined to keep her out of my mind and away from my family. Pulling a black T-shirt over my head, I slip on a pair of boxers before sliding my black skinny jeans up my legs.

She doesn't control my life, I repeat to myself again as I head out of the locker rooms. "See you next week," I call to Chloe as she sprays cleaner on the punching bags.

"Next week?" She widens her eyes and watches me.

A smile spreads across my face before I head toward the exit. "My family needs me," I call out before the exit door shuts behind me.

Chloe is Lexi's older sister—they have the same dad. I found that out after my first day here because I saw Lexi and asked Chloe about it. Once Chloe found out her sister used to bully people because she hated who she was and what happened so many years ago. She's my half-sister, we share the same mother because of the fact that my mother had an affair when I was two years old.

Chloe lost it on her sister because of what she used to go through when she was still in school. A smile falls on my lips again at the memory. I ruined a friendship in a way by telling her that. Lexi can't hangout with Emma anymore, which I'm definitely fine with.

I wish I could kill the bitch, but of course, no, I can't do that, either. Rounding the corner, I crash into a body. Fuck. I stare at my mother where she stands and realise she's definitely in a mood right now.

A sigh falls from my lips as she stares up at me with a glare. "Son! Just the man I was looking for." She grins at me. Jesus. Can't she get a life? What am I saying? I haven't had one for three months. Closing my eyes briefly, I eye the woman standing in front of me.

"What do you want?" I ground my teeth together.

My mother stares at me with a wicked smile on her lips. "You've been avoiding me. Soren and Damien have shown up, but not you."

Is this woman insane? "I have nothing to say to you," I growl.

She stares at me blankly before she swipes a knife out of her pocket. "You caught that girl is a weakness and then I realised why you keep her hidden away. I know who she is now. Hanna Sovrano. The outfit princess," she snarls.

I clench my jaw so hard my teeth ache. "You wanna do this? Here? Now," I growl in her face. My mother shoots me a grin before her smile falls when she notices the look in my eyes.

I'm not here to chitchat. If she wants to fuck with me, she will die. "Where's your pack of soldiers to save you now?" I taunt. Her eyes harden as she watches me with her nude lips pursed in disgust.

She launches at me, but I sidestep just in time, grabbing her throat and squeezing at the same time as I shove her against the wall beside me. My mother screeches in pain as I crush her throat with my bare hand.

Well, that's what happens when you're fucking stupid and don't think before you attack, which doesn't seem like her style. Shoving her to the ground, I step over her and shove my boot to her throat.

Gripping my gun in my hand, I shove it into her temple and growl like an animal. My mother eyes me with dark and terrified eyes. She didn't expect this from me, and I'm glad I had the element of surprise. I slide the gun harshly against her neck before I bare my teeth at her.

I drag her behind the building into a cold dark alley so she can die and nobody, and I mean nobody, can accuse me of anything. If there are no witnesses, then there's no crime. That's what she taught us, and now she's about to get a taste of her own medicine.

"You will never fucking threaten my family again. I hope hell treats you with disrespect," I seethe. I shove my gun to her lips and pull the trigger with a satisfied smirk. My mother's body drops like nothing. Blood splattered against the concrete as I turn on my heel and leave her laying on the ground like a corpse to be forgotten. I head home to the people who love me.

Present

Being three and a half months pregnant is nothing even close to easy. With Damon never here, never with me, life has become harder the bigger my stomach has gotten.

The jingling of keys tears me out of my thoughts as my head pops over to the direction of my and Bailey's condo door. It could possibly be Bailey, because Damon said he was coming here twenty minutes ago.

I should know better than to keep my hopes up because lately we barely see each other. He's either at that fucking gym or at home with the boys. Ever since he killed his mother, he still keeps away from me.

Damon's head pops through the door and he gives me a soft smile. I swear my heart jumps out of my chest just at the sight of him. God. I missed him. I didn’t realise how much until now.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I ran into someone and had to deal with some business for Damien." He stops, his jaw clenched in anger. Damien became capo of the famiglia after Damon slaughtered their mother, and now he's at his brother's beck and call.

He drops down on the couch next to me. Crawling across the couch, I settle my giant belly in his lap. I have missed my man so much. My dangerous yet amazing fucking man.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, my lips meet his. The pecks and quick kisses for three months are gone. This kiss is all passion, all lust, nothing but love. And I do, I love him. I love him more than anything in my freaking universe.

Damon's tongue parts my lips as his tangles with mine. Eagerness takes over everything. Before I can register what happens next, I pull his T-shirt off his body, pressing my lips to every inch of his marvellous chest.

"Mmm, I want you naked," he growls as he rips open my oversized clothes, which I bought in the last month. A smirk appears on my lips as I resume kissing him. "So sexy, so beautiful."

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