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Dirty Sexy Saint 41. Pain slut
Jordan Miller~•~Alessandro stayed still inside me for a couple of seconds, letting me get used to his girth and length. On my command, he'd driven into me in one sharp thrust, making me scream out loud, my nails digging into his back. It felt like he was in my womb!Men in the rooms around ours may have probably heard, but this wasn't the time to give a shit about that. Besides, I would love for others to know just what he was doing to me at the moment. I was only realizing I had an embarrassment kink as well.I could see just how hard Alessandro was controlling himself. It looked painful even, for him to just stay inside of me like that, but he wanted to make sure he didn't hurt me. That wasn't the Alessandro I knew!"You can move," I breathed out when the pain had subsided a bit, but my grip on his back stayed as it was, anticipating his next move."Sure?""Move, Alessandro!" I demanded. He gritted his teeth and I watched as his eyes darkened before he completely pulled out of me,
Dirty Sexy Saint 42. Morning sex
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I let out a yawn as I awoke from one of the best nights of sleep of my life. I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt this refreshed after a night's sleep. My dreams always left me feeling spent and tired when I woke up.I went to stretch, only to find out that there was a weight on me. I opened my eyes, seeing Jordan laying on my chest, looking peaceful and innocent when she was anything, but those.I frowned slightly. Was she the reason I didn't have any bad dreams today? But this wasn't the first time we were sharing a bed. We'd been sharing a bed since the day we arrived in Italy.Thinking back on it now, since sleeping with her, my dreams had dulled down. They were no longer vivid images of the death of my parents and the rape of my mother, but only not being able to find them.This time though, if I had any bad dream, I couldn't remember it. I sighed, putting my hand under my head as I stared blankly at the ceiling. I didn't know how to move away from h
Dirty Sexy Saint 43. Sound of a gunshot
Jordan Miller~•~My excitement was too much to be contained. As mentioned to Alessandro, I had never left the state, not to mention the country and continent.I'd been ecstatic when Alessandro said we were going out. I wanted to explore Milan, but I couldn't go by myself. I'd been told that the streets were dangerous and I also knew it was unwise to wander by myself and possibly get lost.As told, I dressed decently. I put on an off-shoulder purple top and blue jeans with black sandals. The only reason I adhered was that I knew he was capable of calling the outing off if I disobeyed him. The way he craved control was something else and the way I liked the control he had? That was an entirely different story.Italy was a very beautiful place with a lot of antique shops. Alessandro had suggested we walk to wherever he was taking us. I didn't disagree because it made me explore the city better, but it made for a very good distraction because of the shops I came across and insisted we sh
Dirty Sexy Saint 44. A bullet for her
Jordan Miller~•~My first instinct was to scream bloody murder as Alessandro's blood splattered on my top, but Alessandro was wiser than me as he immediately retrieved his gun from his pocket, shot in the direction the bullet came from, and covered my mouth with his injured hand.I was probably dumb for not carrying a weapon with me everywhere, but I didn't think he would have enemies in Italy. I froze. Whoever shot wasn't aiming at Alessandro; they were aiming at me!This realization had me looking past Alessandro to the entrance of the park to see a guy in all black running away."Fuck, he's getting away!" He yelled, trying to run after him, but I dragged him right back."What the hell? You're hurt!" I screamed, panicking as I looked at his arm that had been shot.He also assessed the wound, releasing another curse. I didn't know what to do, but I knew I needed to stop the blood and fast. I and Alessandro didn't seem to be having the same train of thought though. He sat down back o
Dirty Sexy Saint 45. War
Alessandro Maurizio ~•~Jordan would definitely be the end of me. Literally. I knew I admitted to myself that I had feelings for her, but things were getting extreme. I knew I vowed to keep her safe but I never planned for it to be at my expense. She would be my undoing and I was low-key scared of it.It hadn't even been twenty-four hours since we last had sex, but I was craving for her already. Something about her stubbornness drew me in. And the way she challenged me in every way possible? Fucking fantastic.I prided myself in always having control but it was so fucking easy to lose it with her. It was easy to get used to her and wish that she was a constant in my life.I knew I should've stayed away from her from the onset. From the very first day she walked out of my office unscathed after calling me names, I knew she was trouble. I just didn't know she would bring this much trouble.I knew I should stay away from her with something about her probably being the weak link to our
Dirty Sexy Saint 46. Fuck you senseless
Jordan Miller~•~When Alessandro said he'd be back by the next day, I didn't think our flight would start instantly.Immediately after we both showered, we were packing up our luggage and drove off to the airport where Alessandro's private jet was ready for us. Lorenzo and the others had asked if he would need their help for anything but he barely looked at them when he told them he'd called if he did.The whole flight was spent with Alessandro on his phone, probably barking out orders. I wasn't certain because almost all he said was in Italian. It seemed like he was genuinely worried about Maya; I was too.When I realized that I wasn't going to be of much help — even with calming him down — I retired to sleep. I woke up to being carried in someone's arms. My eyes fluttered open, meeting the sight of Alessandro's chin. I yawned sleepily, catching his attention."Go back to sleep, dolcezza, we'll be home soon," was what he said as though I couldn't heavily register the feeling of his
Dirty Sexy Saint 47. Revelation
Jordan Miller~•~If it was up to Alessandro, he would've gone for Maya immediately. Well, I was certain he just wanted to get his hands on Luciano.I didn't know Luciano personally, but I also wanted him dead. If he wanted me dead, it was only fair I wanted him dead as well.Alessandro and I didn't get to finish what we started but I wasn't much bothered because Maya's safety came first. When I'd asked him how they managed to track her, he'd told me there was a tracker on her bracelet. When he'd said that, I looked at him suspiciously, touching my own bracelet. "Do you have a tracker on me?"He'd winced as though he wasn't expecting me to figure it out. "It's necessary."I bit the inside of my cheek, holding in my words. I had a lot to say to him, but I didn't want to create a scene when he had more important things to worry about.I'd thought he got me that set because he cared enough to replace what he took from me, but the sole purpose was so he could know my whereabouts every ti
Dirty Sexy Saint 48. Flowers
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I was so fucking unsettled. I didn't know just how much of my conversation with the guys Jordan overheard, but I knew it was bad nonetheless.Was it a wise decision to leave her alone after what she heard though? Jordan was unpredictable, but I and my men already had things planned out and I couldn't just hold it off because of her.I sighed audibly. Feelings were a pretty complicated thing. I knew she must've heard something about the reason she was brought back and I wanted to reassure her that it wasn't the only reason, but I just didn't know how to.I didn't know how to plead for her to open the door and I didn't know how to explain to her that my interest in her birthed the idea of using her as bait. I didn't know how to tell her that I only cooked that up because I subconsciously wanted a way to bring her back to my house.I didn't know how to tell her I had feelings for her.I felt like utter shit. I could barely concentrate on the steps I took down the
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Dirty Sexy Saint 70. Marry her (The final chapter)
Alessandro Maurizio~•~"Come on," Jordan said as she tried to drag me upstairs. She didn't succeed very much, making her frown at me. "Alessandro!" She whined and I chuckled.Guests had started coming in and we had to be at the door to welcome them, but Jordan had other ideas. "Why do you even need me upstairs?" I asked her, catching sight of a new guest strolling in. Thankfully, Pat was there to make small talk with them."I just want to give you your present before we get carried away.""Jordan!" I scolded playfully, "we can't have sex while everyone is downstairs."Jordan didn't permit me to sleep last night even if she left the room, and immediately it was midnight, she was carrying in a cake and singing happy birthday in a low tune so she wouldn't disturb the others. It was such a sweet gesture that I found myself falling in love with her even more.I'd never imagined myself falling in love; I'd never imagined I would fall in love with Jordan. If I'd known how good it felt to b
Dirty Sexy Saint 69. Regret
Jordan Miller~•~Cathy was honestly a different breed. As soon as she saw the black card in my hand, she concluded that all the bills were on me. When I tried to protest, she took my phone (while we were still in the house) and called Alessandro.Alessandro, who hadn't expected it to be Cathy, answered with, "Hey, mama," and it was on loudspeaker. After getting over her amusement, she announced she was the one on the phone and asked if the black card was to cover all the bills, including theirs.It was embarrassing, but Cathy didn't get embarrassed easily. The guys also said they wouldn't be comfortable letting another man pay their bills, but she was quick to shush them, awaiting Alessandro's answer. "That was precisely the reason I gave her the card."Cathy shot me a look of triumph as she handed my phone back to me. Next, they wasted a few minutes, fawning over my car and arguing about who would drive it.I'd just stared at them for a while before I entered the driver's seat and
Dirty Sexy Saint 68. Shopping
Jordan Miller~•~I heard the doorbell ring and I shot up from the couch, half scaring the men around me. "I'll get that."Alessandro chuckled, shaking his head as he stood up as well. "I'll come with you."I made a face. He was only coming with me because he knew Blake was also at the door and he was a very possessive man. I didn't object though. I wanted my friends to meet Alessandro after all. "Promise to be nice.""Dolcezza, I don't make promises I can't keep."I scoffed, not bothering to try with him because he meant what he said. As we reached the front door, Alessandro decided to open it himself. He stood in front of me, blocking my view from my friends. I pushed him to the side with little to no strength. He most likely moved out of his own accord.All three of them stood there patiently. Cathy, unusually, was putting on a dress, a jacket, and a pair of boots, making her seem taller than she already was. Spencer and Blake were dressed similarly in a shirt, undershirt, and trou
Dirty Sexy Saint 67. Engaged?
Jordan Miller~•~I took a deep breath as I stared at the apartment complex again. It was fine. Everything was fine. I didn't have to worry too much. They would be welcoming, wouldn't they?"You don't have to go in if you don't want to." Alessandro interrupted the pep talk I was giving myself."Oh, I want to. But what if they don't want me anymore?" Since I'd decided to tell my friends about Alessandro, that was the one thing I'd been worried about. "They're your friends, they'd welcome you anytime. If anything goes wrong though, call me. I'll come immediately."I smiled at him. "Sure." Then, I frowned. "It isn't fair you get to ride my baby before me though."Just as promised, Alessandro had taken me to the car dealer. It was a 2020 Rolls Royce Wraith that was worth over three hundred thousand dollars. I hadn't known the name of the car but I happened to like it. Only after choosing it did Alessandro tell me what it was called."You can ride this baby."I didn't know what Alessandro
Dirty Sexy Saint 66. A themed party
Jordan Miller~•~"I want you to be mine."Like any other girl, those words excited me. But they also scared me because they were very much random.Alessandro and I were in the middle of a conversation in the kitchen when he blurted them out. They still hadn't found a replacement for Maya because they couldn't just trust anybody, especially after what happened with Maya.Inviting any man or woman to be a full-time cook in the house gave that person access to information and who knows what the person might do with it?"When you say yours…""My girlfriend, my fiance, my wife, my everything." He said, casually peeling a potato. I'd never seen Alessandro do such a mundane job, but I'd said I wanted to cook and he offered to join because he was still following me around to make sure I was okay. Besides that, he looked incredibly hot with an apron and a peeler in his hand.I bit my lip, trying not to be too giddy with excitement. I must have been quiet for too long because Alessandro looked
Dirty Sexy Saint 65. Search party
Jordan Miller~•~I straightened up on the bed as Alessandro walked into the room, carrying a tray most likely filled with things that would add nutritional value to my health."You don't have to do all these, you know?" I chuckled, stretching my hand forward to take the tray from him, but he didn't give it to me. He swatted my hand away and sat next time, then he started feeding me."I'm not complaining, Jordan.""That's because you don't believe me when I say I'm fine. For the umpteenth time, I am." I informed him, opening my mouth immediately after to take in a spoonful of the meal.He shook his head. He was looking very casual today — a tank top and joggers — as he'd been these past few days. Then again, he had not left my side, claiming he needed to take care of me and his men banished him from working for the next few weeks, so he had enough time on his hands to bug me. "Tesoro, you haven't left this room since we came home—"I quickly cut in. "Maybe that's because your room is v
Dirty Sexy Saint 64. Not like this
Jordan Miller~•~I closed my eyes, awaiting my death.Although I didn't want the last thing I saw to be Vince's annoyed face as he pulled the trigger, I also didn't want to see the horror in Alessandro's eyes as I took my last breath.I expected a bullet to pierce through my heart. I expected to be dead in seconds. What I didn't expect was to be flung to the side like a rag doll. I would've fallen to the floor if Alessandro hadn't been there to catch me."Fuck, Jordan, are you okay?"I nodded distractedly, noticing the hall had gone deadly silent. I turned around in his arms and nothing could've prepared me for the sight I met.Vince's arm was still hung in the air, his gun in his hand, frozen as he gazed at his brother's dying form, who was on the ground with his hand placed on his stomach.His hand was filled with blood, which only meant that was where he was shot. This was the second time he was taking a bullet for me and this one seemed worst than the last. Hell, it was obvious i
Dirty Sexy Saint 63. Let it go
Jordan Miller~•~I blinked repeatedly, looking at the gun in my hand; looking at my finger on the trigger that I had pulled. I had killed a man.Well, I wasn't certain until he dropped to the ground, an obvious wound on his head, revealing Alessandro.My eyes met with Alessandro's and he looked shocked to see me. I looked down at my hands again. They were shaking; so badly that I almost dropped the gun. A shadow fell over me. It was Alessandro. At that moment, all the grudges I held against him were nowhere to be found. I couldn't even remember why I was mad at him, to be honest.I didn't know what to do. I didn't know whether to slap him, hug him or kiss him, but Alessandro made the decision for me, pulling me into his arms and kissing me senseless.The feeling was both familiar and foreign at the same time. I'd forgotten how good Alessandro kissed. Hell, everything he did was good and I wasn't even exaggerating. My gun clattered to the ground as my arms wrapped around his neck, br
Dirty Sexy Saint 62. My girl
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I had been looking forward to this day all week; since the day Vlad successfully tracked the location of Vince and fucking Romano.I'd known neither of them would have answered or returned my calls, which was why I had Vlad do it. Vlad was able to keep him on the phone for as long as we needed to track them because of his wittiness.We had a plan. Vlad and his men had just gone in and the other family was prepping to go. I wouldn't admit it, but my heart was pounding. This was the closest I'd ever been to Jordan, assuming she was inside the house at the moment.Knowing Jordan as much as I did, there was a possibility she'd try to escape, so I wouldn't be surprised if she already did."Siete pronti?" Patrizio asked the fuckers in the backseat. (Are you guys ready?)"Pronto a sconfiggere questo figlio di puttana," Lorenzo replied, seeming more enthusiastic than he should have. (Ready to take this motherfucker down.)"Perché lo odi?" Carlo asked in amusement. (Why
