Category: AU M/L
Rating: Adult (language and graphic material with some nookie)
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine sadly.
A/N:This by no means is a fluff fic. There will be angst and loads of it. Thank you to the AMAZING/WONDERFUL Crashdown_51 for the kick ass banner!!!!!!!!!!
Summary: Sequel to Be My Escape.(click on My fics link) You don't really need to read the first part but it can't hurt. After fleeing New York Liz goes to Italy to get away from her abusive husband Jackson Cayne Where Liz meets her brothers friend and future husband Massimilio Evans. Jackson is the type that gets what he wants and what he wants is Liz. Being forced to go back to New York or risk Max’s life Liz agrees to leave Italy with Jackson. Putting the pieces together with the help of his sister Max goes to get Liz. Arriving too late Liz kills Jackson during a violent attack but what about the mystery involving his body?
Max and Liz are now happily married and living in Italy. Everything seems to be going well until something from Liz’s past comes back to haunt her. Will Max and Liz survive and live to breathe again?
~~Chapter 1~~
“Let me see.”
“Hold on a sec I’m trying to focus this thing.”
“Can you see him?”
“No not yet. Calm down and shhhhh!!”
“Hurry up!”
“Ok there he is.” She looked through the binoculars.
“Can I look now please he is my husband?” She took the binoculars and brought them up to her face.
“What the heck is he doing?” She said more as a statement.
“You tell me you’re the one that’s looking through the binoculars.”
“I can’t see anything. We need to get closer.”
“You’re going to get caught.” She warned her.
“Just a bit closer. Come on.” She moved up a little closer and hid behind another bush.
“This is insane you know that right.”
“Look something is up ok and I want to know what it is.” She tried to focus again and found him.
“Ok he’s talking to someone now. I can’t see who it is though that damn light post is in the way.” She said frustrated she couldn’t get closer.
“If he catches us you’re going to explain everything. I’m out of it I know nothing.”
“Fine whatever. Just shhhh ok?”
She was leaning forward trying to get a closer view when she saw it.
“He’s with someone. A woman.”
“No he’s not. Let me see.” She snatched the binoculars from her to look for herself.
When she came into focus she couldn’t believe who it was.
“No way. What the hell is he doing?” She said it a bit too loud. Next thing they knew he was walking towards them.
“Liz? Bella? What are you doing here?” He asked.
Maybe I should explain why my sister in law and I were spying on my husband. I should go back to the beginning. Now that I think back there were many signs but I chose to ignore them. I thought that it would never happen to us maybe I thought that we were invincible or something. If I’m being honest it was more my fault then his. As cliché as it sounds I sort of pushed him into it. Now before you jump to conclusions he didn’t cheat on me. Not in a physical way anyway.
~~6 months earlier~~
“How long you going to be gone?” Max asked as he stepped out of the shower hair still dripping wet.
“Umm 2 days.” She was sorting through her briefcase making sure se had everything.
“I was thinking of taking a vacation next month. I have a break in my schedule and figured we could go to the country for a few days.” He was buttoning up shit shirt knowing that she would say they couldn’t go.
“Max I wish I could but I’ve just been so busy and things aren’t going to slow down anytime soon.” She walked over to him. “I’m sorry baby.” She placed a soft kiss on his lips and he pulled her towards him making the kiss more intense. He slid his tongue into her mouth lovingly stroking hers with his. Soon meetings were forgotten as they were tangles within the sheets. Liz ripped open Max’s shirt adding it to the pile that had to go to the tailors for missing buttons. Max was thankful that Liz was wearing a skirt and slid it up her legs pushing aside her tiny g-string as she sank down onto his member.
They knew that time was of the essence and Liz wasted no time in riding him hard and fast.
“Ahh Fuck.” Max hissed when she arched her back and grinded into him harder. He cupped her breasts and teased her nipples until they were hard.
“Mmm Max.” She moaned when he placed hi hands on her hips guiding her to a pace that he wanted. She leaned forward and placed her hands on his chest as she rode him to completion. He came hard spilling his seed into her tightened walls. They laid together for a few moments both spent.
“I’m going to be late.” She said when she looked up at the alarm clock.
“I am late.” He laughed. The both got dressed quickly and headed to work.
~~
Max rode the elevator up to his office and stopped when he saw Mia standing in front of his door as if she was waiting for him.
“Morning.” He said trying to get past her and into his office.
“Good morning. Would you like some coffee?” She asked following him into his office.
“No thanks.” He sat down and booted up his computer wishing she would go away. When he saw that she was still standing there he looked up.
“Is there anything else?” He asked slightly annoyed that she was still there.
“No.” She smiled at him and walked out.
A few hours later he was sorting through some paperwork when there was a knock at his door.
“Come in.” He said not looking up to see who it was.
“I’m taking lunch orders would you like anything?” Mia made herself comfortable in one of the chairs across from his desk. She had taken off her jacket and was wearing a tight while blouse that was almost see through along with a very short skirt.
“No thanks I’m going to go out for lunch.” He wondered why she was taking the orders since the receptionist usually did that.
“Oh. Ok then.” She stood up and left wondering why he didn’t look at her twice.
When she walked out Max leaned back in his desk taking in a deep breath. Mia had become more and more obvious in her quest for his attention and it was getting old. He skirts were getting shorter and shorter and her shirts tighter. Why did women think that all men were interested in things like that he wondered? He got up and grabbed his jacket heading out to grab some lunch.
He went to a small café near the museum and took a seat in the corner. After he ordered his food he began to read the days newspaper. When the food came he folded his paper and placed it on the table. As he was about to take a bite he noticed someone at the far end of the café and almost dropped his fork.
“No it can’t be.” He said leaning forward to get a better look. He sat there for a minute just watching needing confirmation that it was who he thought it was. After a few moments he knew without a doubt that it was. He sat there weighing his options. He could sit there and try to sneak out without being seen or he could start a conversation. The thought of him trying to make an escape wasn’t too appealing mostly because there was no way he would get out without being seen. He nibbled on his food and dropped some money for the check. Grabbing his newspaper and jacket he headed towards the door.
“Max?” He knew that she would see him and was thankful that she made the first move.
“Tessa?” He acted as if he didn‘t see her before.
“How are you? It’s been so long.” She said and sounded genuine.
“I’m great and you?” Max didn’t know what to think she actually sounded nice.
“I’m doing ok. What brings you to Florence?”
“I live here now. And you?” He had no idea why he was talking to her but didn’t want to be rude.
“That’s funny I live here too. I moved in with a cousin of mine.” She took a sip of her water.
“That’s great.” He suddenly felt uncomfortable. He didn’t know what to say anymore should he leave or does he have to continue the conversation?
“Look I know that you’ve moved on and probably don’t care but I wanted to say I’m sorry for what it’s worth. I did some awful things and I realize that I was wrong. You didn’t deserve what I did to you, you were nothing but nice to me.” She hadn’t meant to give that speech but it just came out.
“Thank you. I am very happy now and it looks like you are too.” He had noticed she was pregnant a figured she was married or engaged.
Yeah well looks can be deceiving.” She said and lowered her head.
Suddenly as if someone took over his body he was sitting across from her listening to her story. She referred to the man that got her pregnant as Jack. She didn’t tell him all the details of how they met, she was ashamed now.
“I’m sorry to hear that but it looks like you are doing well now.” He grabbed his things ready to walk out.
“Thank you. Do you work around here?” She asked.
“Um yeah at the museum.”
“That’s really great. Well see ya.” She gave him a small smile and waved him off.
Max walked back to the museum grabbing a coffee from one of the vendors across the street. Listening to her story made him feel bad for her not that she deserved it.
The rest of the day went by with no further visits from Mia thankfully. At 5 he was gathering his things when there was another knock on the door.
“Come in.” He sighed hoping he wouldn’t have to stay late for something.
“Hey are you heading home?” Mia asked.
“Yes.” He didn’t even look up at her.
“Oh well a few of us are going out for some drinks do you want to come?” She asked apparently ignoring that he said he was going home.
“No thanks. I think I’ll head home. Long day.” He hoped that was the end of this conversation.
“Ok well some other time then?”
“Yeah sure.” He said not really meaning it but not wanting to be completely rude to her.
When he got home he was surprised to see that Liz was home.
“Hey your home.” He said putting his things down.
“Yeah the meeting went smooth so we got done early.” He was preparing dinner.
“Foods almost done.”
“Ok let me get changed.” He walked to the bedroom and got ready for dinner.
“So how was your day?” She asked as they ate their dessert
This was the moment of truth. He could tell Liz about Tessa or not.
“The same as always.” He lied. He didn’t see any reason to tell her since he wouldn’t be seeing her again.
“How are things going?” She sensed that he was bored.
“Alright. It’s not what I expected though. I miss the one on one that I had with upcoming artists.”
“I thought you would have loved this. I mean it is your dream job isn’t it?” She cuddled up next to him on the couch.
“Yeah I thought so too.” He placed a kiss in the top of her head.
~~
The mysterious body of Jackson Cayne had bothered Michael since that day at the funeral home. He had done a little of his own investigating but couldn’t find a thing. When he went back to the funeral home the person that they spoke to that day was not there. He gave a description of the man and they looked at Michael like he was crazy. It was a family run place and they never heard of that person. That got the wheels rolling in his head. Another thing that bothered him was that there was nothing in the newspaper about his death. He would buy three separate papers a day for a few weeks and didn’t find a thing. A person of his wealth would have had something written about them he thought.
He didn’t want Maria to know what he was doing so he would e-mail Max at work and give him any updates since Liz didn’t know either.
He and Maria had gotten married soon after Max and Liz did. They came up for the wedding but only stayed 2 days. Liz didn’t want to be in New York and no one blamed her. Maria decided to work from home and she and Michael bought a house not too far from the city but far enough away from the hustle and bustle.
Michael would paint most of the time and make monthly trips to the city to drop them off to clients. He missed Italy terribly but didn’t want to tell Maria, she might think he wasn’t happy with her. He loved Maria but something about being in New York was off. He spent all that time in Italy and had gotten used to it.
What he didn’t know was that Maria was just as sad. She missed Liz now more then ever. This was the longest they had ever been apart and those two weeks they spent in Italy together were perfect. She loved Michael and wanted to spend her life with him but there was something missing. Bringing it up to Michael would be a different story.
~~
“Are we having a problem?” A man sat with his back towards him.
“N-no. It’s just taking longer then I expected.” He said trying to hide the fact that he was scared shitless.
“Well I’m getting tired of waiting. You need to step up your game or something. Turn on that boyish charm we all know and love.” He spun around to face him.
“With all due respect it’s easier said then done. They are very close and guarded.” He was hanging by a thread as it was.
“I don’t care!” He slammed his hands on the desk. “I’ve been very patient if you can’t get it done then let me know.” His blue eyes staring at him almost looking through him.
“I can do it; it’s just going to take some time that’s all.” He suddenly realized that he was the only shot this man had. There was no way he could bring someone else in at this point.
“Well time is ticking. I want results or I will take matters into my own hands no matter how bloody it gets.” He waved him off.
TBC???
This fic will be updated once a week on Wed. for now.
