"If you were miserable then how do you think I've been without you?" She sniffled, pressing her forehead against his. "I'm more than miserable without you, amore mio."He pressed his lips on hers, softly, confusing her senses and she melted like an ice cream, her heart glowing—kissing him with all she got. She moaned when his tongue slid into her mouth, her hands resting on each side of his face.His palm went up the backs of her thighs and stilled when they met her bare ass cheeks. He slowed the kiss and pulled back to look at her in the nightgown.His gaze glittered. "Say I'm your love again.""My love," she said breathlessly."In Italian," he said, eyes on her seductive lips. Oh, how much he wanted her to give him a blowjob with that mouth. He rarely lets a woman give him a blowjob and wasn't really into it but just staring at Mariana's lips made him think of how it would feel having her suck his dick with that mouth of hers. "Amore mio," She bit her lower lip, her fingers playing
Gabriella?After a short pause, Mariana and Elena stared at each other.In the few minutes that Elena has been here, Mariana has felt closer to her than ever. She was glad Marcello had invited her over."Let's go back to the drawing room." Mariana said."Okay," she replied. "At the gala, "I'll give you a few pregnancy test kits."As they entered the drawing room, Mariana furrowed her brow. "The gala?""I hope I'm not interrupting your conversation." A familiar, sensual voice spoke up.Slowly, Mariana's gaze darted to the doorway to see Gabriella. Her blonde hair was clipped to one side in a sleek wave that reached her waist. Glossy red lips. Dark-green eyes. She wore a little black dress beneath a white coat.The woman was seductive—a walking sex. She was a kind woman in the magazines."Of course not, Gabriella." Mariana replied, turning to look at Elena just in time to see her roll her eyes."Oh, good," Gabriella said with a charming Italian accent, cat-walking towards them. "I don't
The following day5:00pmMariana glanced at herself in the mirror.The dress she wore was really mesmerising and expensive. It was a sequin, sexy gold evening bridesmaid V-neck long dress.A pair of crystal earrings dangled from her ears, the only pop of colour that was in loving contrast to her lips.She grabbed her purse and headed downstairs to meet Marcello, who was waiting for her.As she descended the stairs, a hungry look overtook Marcello's face as he took her in.She descended the stairs like a stunning angel coming down from heaven. Her exquisite shape was perfectly complemented by the beautiful gold evening gown that hugged her body in all the right places. She'd pulled back her hair into a ponytail, revealing her swan-like neck.Brown eyes. Fair skin. Red lips. A beautiful goddess, his wife."I'm ready." She said this as she got to his front.He didn't reply. He just kept staring at her, undressing her with his eyes."Stop staring at me like that." She flushed.His gaze me
Mariana found herself staring at two different positive pregnancy tests. Aren't women supposed to be happy when they see these? Why does she feel terrified? Terrified of how Marcello would react. And what he would say.She doesn't know if it's Marcello's words, but she was somewhat scared to tell him about this. She had no idea if she was ready to be a mother. Would she be a good mother?Bringing a child into this world. The Mafia world. Would it be safe for the child?Well, she was going to think of the right time to tell him. She placed her hands on her abdomen, smiling to herself.Taking a deep breath, Mariana walked out of the restroom and made her way to Giana. "I'm done. Let's go back to the ballroom." She told her.They got to Elena only to find her arguing with her bodyguard."What is going on?" Mariana raised a brow."Can you believe I'm not allowed to dance with a man?" Elena scoffed."Is it that serious?""Yes, it is. Just because of one mistake I made I'm considered wayw
"Oh, a joke? If it's that funny then I might need to hear it as well. I mean, we all came out to have some fun, didn't we?" Marcello said, with a stoic face.Leonardo shot a rash look at Mariana before saying, "You don't have to know about it.""Good." He returned. "I want to dance with my wife." He manoeuvred himself between them and pulled Leonardo off her with a little more force than necessary. Leonardo frowned."Go make some other woman laugh but not my wife." "Have a pleasant night," Leonardo finally said, smiling, then turned to walk away—a scowl replacing the smile on his face."What were you two talking about?" Marcello asked."Don't worry, Marcello. You don't need to know about it." Mariana snarled at him as she felt his warm palm gliding on her waist and then resting firmly on her back.Marcello gritted his teeth and tightened his hold on her until she gasped."Is that so?" He guided her across the dance floor. "I don't want to see you anywhere near Leonardo.""You sound j
"Boss!" Alessandro called out.Marcello looked up and saw Alessandro running towards him with Andrea and Giana, their weapons drawn, checking their surroundings."What the fuck happened? Who the fuck is trying to assassinate me?" Marcello asked Alessandro.He shook his head. "I have a feeling it was—" he stopped, as if realizing something. "Let's get both of you into safety before we get into that.""I don't need you to protect me," Marcello returned, then turned to face Giana. "Get Mariana home and have two men outside my bedroom.""N---no," Mariana protested. "Let's go together."Marcello looked down at her. Her eyes welled up with tears, but nothing spilled over her cheeks. Terror was visible on her face.She would serve as a distraction right now, and he needed to focus. To find out who had tried to kill him. And the identity of the waitress.But depending on the gravity of the situation, he could go home with her for both their safety sakes, or he could let her stay with him beca
Gabriella scoffed. "Do you want to deny it in front of everybody? Go ahead, try it!" "I'm not denying anything. But that doesn't mean Hannah is my daughter. I might've been high when we had sex, but I'm fully aware that I used protection." He chuckled dryly. "I can't even imagine fucking you without a condom." His skin crawled at the thought of fucking Gabriella without a condom. He'd rather stay for twenty years without having sex. Gabriella's face reddened in embarrassment. Why are any of her plans not working? "I'm speaking the truth." She whined. Mariana was confused, but she still had to stand behind her husband no matter what, and she wasn't going to let Gabriella have her way. "Enough, Gabriella!! Aren't you just shameless? You've chosen now to bring this up? And what if he slept with you? Weren't you ashamed to take advantage of a drunken man all because of your desperation to get him to sleep with you?" Mariana fumed, but she didn't lose her composure. "How dare..." Ma
Sitting in a room, talking, was Andrea, Enzo, Mattia and Giana. "I can't believe that she shot the waitress," Andrea said. "Exactly! Did you see the way she handled the gun? Like a pro!" Enzo exclaimed. "At this point, our boss should probably teach her a thing or two. It won't hurt." "She would be a total badass if he teaches her," Giana added. "Yeah, she would. Her reflexes were quite good. She had a good eye. " Andrea agreed. " I would say that she was on alert. She knows the kind of man she's married to and the kind of party they came to. But I don't know though." Giana said, uncrossing her arms. "Obviously, she'd feel that way. Boss is someone that everyone fears so it isn't a new thing that someone would try to take him out." Andrea shrugged, standing up and walking towards the mini bar to pour himself a glass of tequila. "But it really was a close call tonight. We have to tighten security." The Following Morning. Mariana admired Marcello's lips as he slept, then her e
"Ahhh!" Mariana yelled, squeezing Marcello's hands as her face contorted in pain. "You're gonna be okay, baby. You're doing good," Marcello cooed. Mariana eyed him furiously, "Does it look like I am fucking okay?! This whole shit is your fault!" Mariana bellowed another yell as her breathing began to slow down. Marcello turned to look at the nurses attending to her in confusion. "It's okay. It's the pain talking," one nurse explained, easing Marcello's train of thoughts. "Miss Mariana, you need to give me two more big pushes. I can already see the crowning." "No, I don't want to. It hurts so much," Mariana shook her head as she wanted to sleep. "I feel so sleepy." "No, no, no. Don't sleep. If you sleep, your precious babies die and you don't want that, do you?" Another nurse questioned. At the thought of losing the babies that she had carried in her womb for 9 months, she took in a deep breath and pushed again. "Ahhh!!" "Okay. We're almost there. Give me a big push." "Ahhh!"
"No. There's nothing going on between me and Adriano." Elena told her.But Mariana still didn't believe what she was saying was true. There was something going on between them and Mariana was sure of it."Does Elena trust me enough to tell me?" Mariana wondered."You don't have to lie to me. I can see the way you two stare at each other; even at the gala." Mariana said, with a slight smile.Elena sighed and sat back. "W…we had sex."That wasn't the reply Mariana expected but she was glad Elena had told her.But, wait what?Wasn't Adriano betrothed to Elena's elder sister?"Isn't Adriano your elder sister's fiancee?" Mariana exclaimed, reaching for hand immediately."Yes, I know. It was a mistake, I mean no, it wasn't a mistake for me but for him…" Elena paused, realising she was rushing her words. Her heart tightened in her chest as she looked away from Mariana. "Gosh, I'm such a big fool.""No, you're not a big fool. Do you mind telling me what happened?" Mariana asked, worried.Elan
"Can we change the subject?" She said, She didn't want to talk about John or get reminded of her stupid crush on him. "Aren't you hungry?"Marcello leaned over and kissed the side of her neck, groping her breast in the process. "I'm hungry." He caressed her breasts. "But I don't want dinner." Running his thumb over her nipples, and pinched her nipple, a moan escaped Mariana's mouth and immediately he eased the pain with his tongue and sucked gently."Marcello," she moaned out his name while running her fingers through his silky hair. He swirled his tongue around her hard nipples, biting them, teasing them until they're oversensitive and Mariana couldn't help moan out at the delicious feeling."I want to eat…you." He said, kissing her all the way down to her chest to the top of her pubis. He brushed his thumb on her pubis and Mariana jerked at his touch. "You like what I'm doing to you?" He asked, still rubbing his thumb on her pubis."Yes, yes," she answered, moving her hips up and al
There is not even a trace of the innocent Mariana that Marcello is so accustomed to; instead, Mariana's eyes were misted over with want. She gave him a nod before slowly rising and settling upon his taut, ready cock. The sensation of her close to him caused him to inhale sharply."Oh, God, I love fucking you, Mariana." He groaned.She grinned, and started grinding on him, her tender breasts bouncing. "I love hearing you say that—oh, my God…" she trailed off, her hands on his chest as she moved on top of him, getting more wild by the second.Marcello grabbed her hips and moved upwards to meet her, loving the way she was letting him know that she was enjoying this.Her waist moved perfectly, and Marcello watched her face as she rode him. He moved his hand to her breasts, gently caressing them."Oooh my…Marcello…" She arched her back, moaning as if every thrust felt more amazing than the next."Do you want to come, tesorino?" He gasped, watching her bite her bottom lip and nodding."Beg
"No, you got me wrong. I'm not insinuating that you're ugly." Marcello said. "Infact, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."Mariana popped a red grape in her mouth and savoured the sweet taste it had. "Hmmmm," she moans."You know what you're doing," Marcello groaned."What am I doing?" She asked, feigning oblivion."Turning me on." He said and lifted her up in his arms, carrying her to the bedroom."I'm exhausted." Mariana told him as soon as she lay on the bed."You need to sleep." He told her.Marcello watched her till she slept off.He took out his phone from his pocket and went to Google. He wanted to do a little research on pregnancy hormones. It seems going online is the best way to find all the details he needed.He was doing this so he can be a better support system to Mariana. He doesn't like seeing her stressed out and he was doing his possible best to relieve her of some of the burdens by at least understanding how she feels.He sighed after going through some w
A Week Later.Marcello's phone rang in his back pocket. He knew who was calling but didn't pick it. "Your father is so desperate to talk to me." Marcello told Leonardo."H…he is not going to stop until you give me to him." Leonardo said, shaking.It's been a week of endless torture from Marcello and Alessandro. Not only did they break his jaw and two of his legs but he also lost two of his front teeth.Marcello watched Leonardo, letting his phone ring and ring, before finally bringing it out. He answered the call."Federico," he said, "I wonder why you're so desperate to hear my voice.""Let's meet." Federico replied through the phone."Is that an order?" Marcello raised a brow."I will make you an offer you can't refuse."Marcello's eyes narrowed. "And who said that I'll likely accept your offer?" "Enough," Federico barked. "We both know what you want. I will trade myself for my son."Exactly! This was what Marcello wanted.Come to him, fool."N–no, father," Leonardo cried immediat
Marcello had been in that position before, and he knows what it felt like. He didn't want Mariana to be in that kind of situation ever again.He reached out to stroke her belly, a small smile tugging at his lips. If this baby turns out to be a boy, his name will definitely be Gabriel when he's born. He's a warrior.And if the baby turns out to be a girl, her name will definitely be Giada. A precious stone.Happiness swelled in his stomach, knowing he would have his child soon. Years of not wanting a family of his own, not wanting to be committed to anyone, and now he is blessed twice with both a beautiful wife and a child.Marcello gave her flat tummy a kiss, suddenly feeling eager for her belly to grow bigger."Hmm," Mariana hummed in a sleepy voice. "What are you doing?""I am just enjoying the thought that I will soon become a father.""Okay," she murmured, finally falling asleep.It's only been three months, and he has fallen hopelessly in love with her.Marcello appointed two gua
Mariana awoke to the glare of the sun coming from the window, which hurt her eyes, blinking her eyebrows continuously to adjust to the sunlight.She stayed awake for a while, trying to remember what happened to her, but as soon as the images flashed through her mind— she suddenly felt nauseous.Her body wasn't hurting like before anymore but breathing was difficult. Her face feels swollen and her lips bruised.She doesn't even know the extent of her injuries; she doesn't even know if she's pregnant or not.'My baby?' She thought as she put a hand over her abdomen.Is her baby okay?Marcello came to save them, right? Killed the men who hurt her and took her to safety. He saved her."Mar—Marcello," she called in a croaky whisper.Marcello was in the bathroom so he couldn't hear but as soon as he came out and saw her awake, he rushed over to her. "Mariana," he said, taking her hand in his. "How are you feeling?"When she realised how deeply worried his eyes were, an unintentional tear ra
An Hour Later. "Get the sack off her head." Leonardo ordered one of his men. The sack was removed from her head and Mariana tried to adjust her eyes to the rays that emanated from the light bulb above her head. "Y–you?" Her eyes widened when she recognized the face of her kidnapper. It was the man from the gala. The man who introduced himself to be Leonardo. Why was he keeping her hostage? What does he want from her? He laughed, a cruel sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Yes, me. Did I surprise you?" Now, Mariana understood why Marcello had told her to stay away from Leonardo. "When Marcello finds me, just know you're a dead man…" She said through gritted teeth. Her chest heaving. Leonardo's eyes glazed over with a burning rage. He slapped her across her cheeks and it stung. "Who is the dead man now?" Mariana really didn't see that coming until his palm landed on her cheek. The sting on her cheek caused tears to well up in her eyes. "Answer me! Who–" he was cut off a