Antonella Salvattore não é uma menina comum, depois de vários
acontecimentos e de decisões definitivas em sua vida, ela decide se
muda para Nova York.
Com uma nova vida para ser iniciada ela não pensava que seria tão difícil viver como uma menina comum, uma menina normal.
Ela vive só para cuidar e proteger suas irmãs que são tudo para ela.
Elas vieram de um submundo que
foi totalmente destruído, ou pelo menos era o que Antonella pensava.
Crescida na máfia, Antonella é rodeada de segredos e mistérios,
uma escuridão imensa com sequelas que não podem ser removidas. Com uma parte da vida devastada, tudo que
ela quer é uma vida normal para si e
para a irmās. Mas algo acontece.
Ela não contava com um retorno dos mortos.
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https://www.wattpad.com/story/276646382
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Soft Moments
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Summary: The Lord Of The Summer Harvest, Lazaro Dimitrescu, spends a nice moment with his beloved. Lord Heisenberg.
Taglist: @tex-treasures
Its late morning in the Village Of Shadows.
Lord Lazaro Dimitrescu woke up by the sun hitting his eyes, with a loud sigh he opened his eyes and blinked a few times to get used to the light.
His hand gripped the somewhat dirty grey trenchcoat,It was one of Lord Heisenberg's(his husband), and he pulled it closer to smell the woody scent it gave off, he could also sense tobacco and a faint hint of iron smell.
--Lord Lazaro? Breakfast is ready-- a maid called from the other side of the rooms entrance.
--Be there in a moment-- lazaro answered still groggy.
Sitting up he stretched trying to relieve all the soreness on his muscles.
After taking a relaxing bath, he got dressed.
Lazaro looked himself in the mirror, Brown hair in a bun, wearing a beige italian cut suit and pants, dark brown shoes and a long scarf hanging from each side of his shoulders.
Soon he made his way to the dinningroom, where he ate his breakfast with his sisters , who just like him, were just waking up.
--So, brother-- Daniela asked,sipping from her green tea-- any plans today?
--Im hoping that ill be able to spend the day at the factory, I miss Karl...
His younger sisters cooed-- well thats just Adorable-- cassandra added.
--I know, I also was planning on making some lunch for him later today-- he checked the nearby grand-father clock-- Ten in the morning. I should start thinking about what to Cook...
--Good morning, dear children-- Lady Dimitrescu greeted, stopping her sons pondering-- May I ask what you are talking about?
--Weeeell~ Laz here is thinking about what to Cook for Lord Heisenberg-- Bella teased nudging her older brother.
--Oh, is that so? Its a good thing the pantry got Re-Stocked today, have you decided what to Cook yet?-- Alcina asked kissing each of her childrens forehead, to then sit at her spot on the dinning table.
--Ciorba de porc, perhaps, its been getting cold lately-- Laz answered finishing up his breakfast-- I better get to working then, ill see you all later-- he gave a kiss on the cheek to each of his family members and ran to the kitchen.
After some hours of preparations it was all done, soup,Fresh bread and wine, all in a beautifully adorned basket covered by a deep crimson red cloth with the dimitrescu insignia on It.
And so off he went, shapeshifting into a beautiful peregrine falcon, passing through the Maiden Of War statue and the Windmills past Moreau's reservoir flying over the sluice gate , Lord Salvattore Moreau himself even peeked his head under the water to say hello to his friend, and then soon Lord Lazaro arrived at Heisenberg's factory.
He landed gracefully infront of the entrance gate, and before he even though of knocking the door was opened. Chuckling he stepped in and quickly made his way to his lover's living chambers.
There, he found Lord Karl Heisenberg hunched over his desk loosing his mind over some blueprints.
--My Dearest?-- Called out Lazaro, leaving the basket on the nearby kitchen
--Ah! Mein herz! (My heart) hello, what is that you got there?-- karl asked pointing at the basket with his pencil.
-- Lunch, for the two of us-- the other Man answered--So, how about you and I cuddle up in bed and enjoy some good Ciorba de porc, wine and bread togheter?
A little stunned by the gesture, Heisenberg nodds,unable to talk properly as he stood up from his desk and helped serve the food.
Soon they were in bed, cuddled up with an old romantic movie, eating their lunch.
--Ah, Lord of the summer harvest, your kindness is as big as your heart, I am honored for such delicious meal-- Karl teased pressing a kiss to his lover's temple.
--Well, Lord Heisenberg, I appreciate your complimented-- lazaro teased back kissing his husband's jaw.
-- its really good soup,though-- heisenberg added-- thank you for putting your time to make this
--Oh,dont mention it, babe
They left the trays on the floor, Laz climbed ontop of heisenbergs chest and nuzzled his neck.
--I just realized something-- Lord Heisenberg said-- You are the Lord of nature and animals...I am in charge of metal and industrial produce, and yes. Before you say it,opposites do attract
Lazaro giggled growing some roses on karls hair, softly kissing each of the scars on his face, cupping his cheek with his free hand.
Then, he heard the familiar clinking sound of metal, there was a beautiful mechanical steed, floating just besides him
--You always make things for me, I figured I should return the favor...-- the older Man said sheepishly
--I-, well, thank you, my love-- laz thanked kissing his lover, feeling His arms go around his waist and pull him closer.
--Stay the night, please-- Karl Begged.
--I Will, ill stay as much as you want me to stay-- Alcina's son reassured,caressing his husbands hair,soon hearing the little growls of appreciation he let out.
--The Lord Of The Summer Harvest knows how to give good scratches...--Heisenberg Joked tightening his grip around laz's waist-- I havent slept for a while-- yes i know I have to sleep. But ive been up the walls with this one Panzer that just wont work!
--Well, how about I stay here for a week, you take the week off and we can sleep all you want?
--I would protest, being the workaholic I am, but when you say it it sounds like such a good idea...-- heisenberg kissed his lovers forehead-- Sweet dreams meine süße Blume...(my sweet flower)
--Sweet dreams, mi amor
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