“You've been a bad girl, Allesia. And you need to be taught a lesson.” The tone of his voice made butterflies take flight in my stomach. Is he really going to use that whip on me? I flinched when I felt his cold finger on my bare back, I closed my eyes in anticipation of what I expected to be unb
Chapter 21 ALLESIA “Please… I want you to… fuck me already.” Where those words came from, I didn't know, but the pleased smile on Russel's face told me just what I needed to know. Apparently, my dirty words had produced the required effect because he left me on the table and stepped back just
My eyes darted to the bed across the room. I desperately made one final attempt to reason with him, "Shouldn't we—I mean, wouldn't the bed be more—" "The bed?" he cut me off, his tone incredulous. "No, darling. The bed is for good girls who follow rules. Bad girls don’t get the bed. So tonight, yo
I realized with a distant sense of horror that I’d die. "You're so fucking tight," he observed, his tone almost appreciative. "And that pussy feels so fucking good." “Oh my—” “You're trembling," he cut me off. "Are you cold?" "No," I hissed. "I'm dying." "Interesting," he said, but he di
Chapter 22 RUSSEL ~~~0~~~ I caught her just before she collapsed from the table. Her body went limp against mine, a dead weight that suddenly felt fragile. Her eyes had rolled back before shutting completely, her face was completely drained of color. The realization hit me immediately—she had
I met her gaze coldly. "That's none of your business." "None of my business?" Melissa's eyebrows shot up. "You bring an unconscious woman to my room in the middle of the night, and it's none of my business? What happened to her?" "She fainted," I replied flatly. "That's all you need to know." "Th
My hand throbbed where I'd struck the wall, a dull pain that felt both deserved and insufficient. Another punch wouldn't solve anything, but the temptation lingered. Instead, I stripped and stepped into the shower and turned the water as hot as it would go. Under the water, there was no fucking rel
Chapter 23 RUSSEL “Allesia fainted?” Kegan queried, his tone a brutal lace of surprise. I groaned in pure exasperation and ignored his question, “Why would you lie using my name like that?” I seethed, “And to think you didn't even tell me!” Kegan shook his shoulder, “I merely did what I though
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I watched as Vincenzo Mancini stepped down from the private jet. Dressed in a sleek, custom-tailored Italian suit, he took a minute to adjust his tie and cufflinks. The handsome bastard, I thought with a proud grin, ever so cold. It was past 10PM, but Vincenzo had no intentions of staying the nig
I watched her for a moment, marveling at her glow and beauty, which just kept increasing like her bump every day. She looked radiant, even more so with the big swell of her belly showing. Her staff saw me first because they slowly began to disperse; all of them knew how protective I was of my wife
EPILOGUE RUSSEL ~~~0~~~ I stood perfectly still, my thoughts reeling as I waited in the quiet hall of the warehouse. During my absence, Stacy had refused to speak, see, or let anyone touch her. Even Kegan, who was supposed to order a pregnancy test done for her by now, couldn’t do that because
I reached out and touched his face, “I have the perfect man, and I wish to keep everything around us perfect.” After a while, Russel turned to me with a mischievous smile. “You know, we still have some time before we have to go back.” I raised an eyebrow. “What are you suggesting?” He leaned in,
Russel released a shaky breath, his eyes slowly meeting mine. “Nolan killed the fucking detective you went to,” his voice was strained, barely audible. “He wanted to frame me for it, wanted you to hate me, so when that didn't work out, he went to Stacy for help.” “So you took him out.” His hands c
Chapter 165 ALLESIA ~~~°°~~~ Three wonderful weeks on this island, as much as we enjoyed the bliss, we couldn't stay forever. Tomorrow morning, we'll have to return to our life in Sicily. Kegan handled things in Russel’s absence up until the second week, allowing us undivided time to enjoy our h
Everywhere his finger bared, he pressed his lips there. “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he murmured against my skin, “My wife.” “My husband.” it came out in a low moan, “How did I not know I’ll never be able to move on from you after that first time?” Russel grinned, “You were the most helpless,