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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
Dirty Sexy Saint 49. A bullet for her II
Jordan Miller~•~I blinked, surprised that I ran into him. It hadn't been that long since I saw him, but it sure felt like it. Many things had happened since then.I found out my parents' death wasn't an accident. I lost my virginity.I almost got shot.Alessandro took a bullet for me.I found out that Alessandro only wanted me as bait.The information was much and was making my head spin. I didn't even want to think about anything that had to do with that man. Realizing I hadn't said anything and I probably seemed awkward as fuck, I faked a smile up at him. "Hey, professor. It's been a while." My enthusiasm was forced as I took him in. He wasn't in his usual formal clothes I was used to seeing him in. He was putting on a blue plaid shirt over a black undershirt, complemented by black jeans and shades at the top of his head. He looked much younger and more handsome as well."It's been a while indeed." He replied, eyeing my attire. I wasn't in anything special. I was literally weari
Dirty Sexy Saint 50. Kidnapped
Jordan Miller~•~I was so fucking disoriented.My eyes fluttered open slowly, heavy from being unconscious, as I tried to make sense of my whereabouts.I was in a room and looking around, I realized it was dim and without windows. There were two doors in sight, one of which I was sure led outside the room. I sat up on the bed which I'd been laying on, wondering what the hell took place before my unconsciousness.Did Professor Mark drug me? Why the hell would he do that? What did he want from me? I knew he wanted me, but I didn't think it was in an obsessive way that he ended up kidnapping me for his sick satisfaction.Was anything I ever knew real? Has my life been a fucking joke from the very beginning?Slowly but surely, I flung my legs out of the bed and stood up. Well, I tried to stand up, but I ended up stumbling back on the bed. Whatever was injected in me must've still been in my system.What even was it?Making sure to be more careful this time, I stood up again, walking soft
Dirty Sexy Saint 51. Romano Luciano
Jordan Miller~•~"Well, since you asked nicely." He took a seat on the bed, making me move further up the bed. "My name is Romano Luciano."For the second time that day, I felt like crying. I had said this before, but I was going to say it again. I felt incredibly stupid. All these while, I thought I was the one using him when I was playing right into his trap.If he was a Luciano — the family who killed my parents, the ones who killed Alessandro's parents, the ones who I 'belonged' to — then he knew who I was from the very beginning. Did he start teaching in my school because of me? Or was that a complete coincidence? If it was, why did he change his name? Why did he answer Brian Mark instead of his real name, Romano Luciano? I couldn't even think about his last name without wincing. When I didn't say anything, he spoke again. "From that reaction, I'm assuming you've heard of me.""Heard of you?" I exclaimed. "I thought I knew you!""You did, Jordan. You do," he corrected softly.
Dirty Sexy Saint 52. Few years back
Alessandro Maurizio (FLASHBACK)"Alessandro!" I groaned in irritation as I heard Patrizio yell out my name a few seconds before he poked his head inside my room without knocking."Learn how to knock," I threw a pillow at him, which he dodged skillfully. I was kind of happy that I had extra company in the house (don't get me wrong, there were a lot of men in the house, but none of which were my age) but sometimes, he could be a serious pain in the ass.Pat rolled his eyes, not bothered. He was lucky I wasn't fond of using my gun — my padre had gotten it for me for my thirteenth birthday. "Sir said it's time for training."Another groan escaped my lips. None of us were exactly enthusiastic about training, but he never complained about it because he wanted to please my padre. He didn't want the fact that my father brought him in to be a waste. He didn't want to be a liability. He wanted to be an asset.That was a good idea on his part, but it usually made my padre compare us. Eventuall
Dirty Sexy Saint 53. Be okay
Jordan Miller~•~I'd always known my mouth would keep getting me in trouble because it was hard to control and it wasn't any different this time cause the words that exited my mouth made Vince stop in his tracks. "Fuck you."It seemed like Deja Vu with what happened with Alessandro some months ago. Vince sucked in a sharp breath, turned around in a swift move, and stalked towards me in long strides. "What the fuck did you just say?"I was caught between repeating what I said or just letting it go. I was certain Vince didn't care about me, but it seemed like Romano didn't want me hurt and wouldn't allow his brother to do so, which was why I settled on, "You heard what I said."As he raised his hand, I cowered, waiting for the hit, but it never came. When I opened my eyes, I saw that Romano had Vince's wrist in his hand. Vince glared at his brother. "Let go of my hand."Romano gritted his teeth in return. "You will not touch her. She's mine and you should respect that."I breathed a si
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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
