I stand there with tears running down my cheeks, but it’s not as if it was hard for them to fall. I’d already been on edge with what had happened in my place, and now I’m watching Knox walk away. He was so cold that it took me all the way back to the bakery that day.I thought I saw Knox’s anger before, but his father got a whole other level. I hope I didn’t provoke him. While I believe a lot of what I caught him saying, I don’t want to cause more damage to his family. The parts I heard were brutal because Knox unleashed so many bottled-up emotions.“Glenda?” I turn to her, not sure what to do, but she knows him better than I do. Some of the shock has started to wear off, but now her face is bright red.When Knox left my place, he took a part of me with him. We’d all stood there in silence, but I’m sure Glenda put it together after the whole underwear thing. Cillian was silent and stewing while he seemed to work everything out in his head before he finally spoke or reacted. As for me,
It’s dark by the time I get back to my building, and there’s no answer at Violeta’s door. I tried to call her, but it kept going to voicemail, so either she has me blocked or her phone is off. I had to blow off some steam, and apparently that included getting into a fight with Andy and Jack. At the same time. Somehow in the tussle I managed to hit my own lip, so it’s busted and bleeding.Walking into my apartment, I toss the keys on the table and sigh. All I wanted to do was get the fucking groceries and then fall back into bed with Violeta until the end of time.“Was that so much to ask?!” I shout into the void.“Depends on the question.”I turn around so fast I almost fall over, and that’s when I see my brother Felipe sitting on the couch in my living room.“What the fuck are you doing here?”He slowly stands and tucks his hands in his pockets. “Get changed. We’re going out.”“I don’t feel like it.” That’s when I look down at my shirt and see there’s blood all over it. Deciding I do
“You all right?” Emma shouts over the music.She’s swaying her hips in the shiny sequined dress, and it’s making the lights of the club bounce off it. She stands out like a bright beautiful star, and I know she’s doing this to cheer me up. I force a smile and match her moves to show my answer rather than lie. Fake it 'til you make it, I suppose?The truth is no, I’m not sure I’ll ever be all right again. I went from thinking Knox wanted nothing to do with me when he remembered who my family was to then hearing him shout he loved me. I was on a cloud until all of it came crashing down. If this is all some mind game he’s trying to play with me, he’s won. He knows I always think the worst of everything, so did he go for that weakness? Maybe he knew it would hurt me the most to make my head spin.When I try to think of it rationally, none of it makes sense, but then again, being rational was never my strong suit. Knox made me want to challenge it. For the first time in my life, I wanted t
“Let’s go.” I pull her flush against me as she raises her chin defiantly.“I’m not going anywhere with you.”I can’t help but smile down at her. “It’s cute you think you’ve got a choice.” I pick her up, and she squeals as I throw her over my shoulder and turn around in the crowd. I’ve got my hand over her ass so her dress doesn’t ride up, but there is no fucking way I am letting her stay in there a second longer.Beckett is saying something to Violeta’s friend, but I don’t wait to find out what. He can deal with her because I’ve literally got my hands full. When we get outside, Felipe is waiting by the car.“Hope you had fun tonight,” he says to Violeta as he opens the backdoor and I put her inside.“You’re an asshole,” she yells at me, but I nod to my brother.“Thanks, I owe you one.”“Wait until my sister hears about this,” Violeta threatens.Felipe leans down, and just before he closes the door, he laughs. “Who do you think sent me?”Violeta makes the cutest growling sound when we’
A few years later…“Violeta!” Knox’s voice bellows through the house in search of me. I can’t help but smile at the urgency in it. You'd think he’s been gone for a week and not only for part of the day.He’s been out at the country house for some meetings with Cillian. It’s ironic how my fear was the two of them never getting along, but now they’re best friends and actually own a few businesses together. Knox once told me that he could never hate Cillian. Without him, I could have died all those years ago, and each time he sees Cillian’s scars, it reminds him of the sacrifices my brother not only made for me but for him too.When it comes to family, Knox really does feel it all. He even senses things, and at times it reminds me a bit of my mom. It didn’t take me too long to piece together why my mom pushed the college thing and even put me up in the same building at Knox. She always has a plan and knows what she’s doing.“Violeta!” Knox growls this time, and his voice is closer. His s
As the first daughter of the infamous O'Haire Mafia, Jessica O'Haire always knew her fate would be to end up as an ornament for a powerful mob boss. One her cruel father would choose for her. Even though she's accepted such an arrangement as inevitable, Jessica goes out for one last night of fun before her stuck-up marital life begins.That night turns out to be the best night of her life.That's the night she met him.Callahan Scarfoni.After a blissful life with a mysterious woman dressed in red at a bar, Callahan Scarfoni finds it hard to focus on anything but her. She's infiltrated his senses and has taken total possession of him in every way. When he attempts finding her, he walks into her engagement party, and all bets are off.She would be engaged to one man and one man only.Him.-----------------1 - Callahan.I watch the blood circle down the drain as the warm water runs over me. It does nothing to help ease the tension I feel throughout my body. I swear, it’s always one thi
“Well, ah—” She licks her lips, her eyes darting around. Oh, little rabbit, it’s too late now. Your destiny has already been decided.“I’ll get you a drink.” I trail my fingers down her bare arms, wanting to feel more of her softness. When I reach her hand, I take it. “Come,” I order, not waiting for a response. I don’t need one. This is my club, hell, my fucking city.“Heels!” she squeaks, almost falling again. I grab a hold of her, pulling her to my side.“Champagne,” I bark at one of the bartenders and nod toward my upstairs office, which overlooks the whole club, before I practically drag the small thing toward it. I ignore the quick, hidden glances I receive from a few of my men. I can’t blame them; this isn’t something they’ve ever seen me do.It’s not till we’re in my office that I release my hold on her. The door closes behind us. I’m finally able to relax a little, knowing she’s trapped now.“Whoa.” I watch as she does a small spin. The dress she's wearing, which hits mid-thi
“What’s it say?” My little sister Riley tries to poke her head around me, almost knocking her glasses off.“I don’t know.” I can’t bring myself to read it. I really messed up this time. What was supposed to be my one night of fun and freedom is now coming back to bite me in the ass. I should’ve known better.“What do you mean you don’t know?” Riley elbows her way beside me. I'm going to miss not seeing her every day. My sister has been by my side since the day she was born. There are only a few years between us.Riley isn’t normally pushy. In fact, she embodies the opposite of pushiness. With me, however, she can be whoever she wants. Riley is better at biting her tongue than I am. Though I often don’t bite mine because I’m trying to sway our father’s wrath toward me so that she is never in the line of fire. I have always been protective of her.“I haven’t read it.” I'm still experiencing an inner panic. I knew my life was over when I found out I’d be marrying into the Rossi family. W
I love everything about our little seaside village of Ferragudo, but it’s especially magical in the early hours of the morning, when only the fish and the birds are awake. I love coming out onto our deck to observe the calm, quiet world. Usually, I can even manage to get a good page or two written before the kids wake up.I curl my hands around my mug of coffee, the tendrils of steam evaporating into the cool air, and smile before taking a sip. The last ten years have been better than anything I could have ever hoped for. Finn and I had the most beautiful wedding right here on the beach, just a few miles away from where we now live.The ceremony was small and intimate and absolutely perfect. Finn cried, and yeah, I was a blubbering mess by the end as well. Standing there next to him, peering into those deep brown eyes while the waves tickled my feet was one of the greatest moments of my life. I finally felt like I was right where I belonged, with someone who wanted me as much as I wan
Zarina slumps over the balcony as I pull out of her, our combined releases dripping down her thighs. Jesus, I’m almost ready to go again at the sight. Spinning her around, I scoop my woman up in my arms and carry her to my bed, ridding her of her clothes before stripping down and crawling in beside her.She snuggles up next to me and I wrap an arm around her, tucking her closer into my side. “I love you so damn much,” I whisper into the top of her head. She sighs so sweetly, her breath tickling my bare chest.“I love you, too. Thank you.”“For what?”Zarina props herself up on her elbow, looking down at me. “For...everything. I...I don’t know how to explain it. Like your letter said, we haven’t known each other that long, but in a way, we have. I know you. I feel you right here,” she whispers, placing my hand over her heart. I slide it up her chest and wrap my fingers around the back of her neck, drawing her down for another kiss.“I feel you, too,” I murmur against her lips.“Did...d
Twenty minutes later, we're pulling up to my apartment. I've traveled from city to city and country to country over the last nineteen years, but this little apartment has served as home base in between gigs. I want something so much grander for my wife-to-be, but this will have to do for now.“It’s beautiful,” Zarina whispers as I help her out of the cab. The building itself is painted white, matching the other homes and buildings here in Ferragudo, Portugal. The seaside town is quite breathtaking and picturesque with boats adorning the shores and whitewashed homes dotting the skyline.“You’re beautiful,” I say with a grin when she rolls her eyes. “Now let’s get inside before I lose my mind.”I drag my Zarina through the lobby of the apartment building, almost forgetting her damn luggage again. She giggles and spins around in my arms once we step inside the elevator, getting up on her tiptoes to give me a kiss. I wrap my arms around her and haul her into my chest, groaning when I feel
I wipe a sweaty palm on my jeans and tighten my hold on the bouquet of wildflowers I gathered from one of my favorite parks overlooking the ocean. The plane should be landing any minute now, and I pray to every god I can think of that my babygirl is on it.These last three days have been absolute misery without her. I knew Darren would be upset, but I underestimated his temper, as well as his connections. After we gave our statements about what happened in the hotel room, Darren talked to the officers and apparently greased the wheels to have me fucking deported.After an arduous and humiliating journey back to Portugal in cuffs, I spent the night in a holding cell. I was released yesterday when they realized the charges were bogus, but TSA took my passport, so there was no way to hop on the next plane back to New York.And God, that’s all I’ve wanted to do. I won’t rest until Zarina is in my arms again. I need to hold her, to look at her sharp, beautiful eyes and tell her I love her.
Over and over, picture after picture, Finn poured his heart out to me. That day at the farmers market he told me he communicated better with photos, but I think his words are just as powerful.Underneath the pile of photos, I see a letter folded up. I reach for it, handling it like a sacred document. To me, it is. Something falls out of the letter when I unfold it. Picking up the scrap of paper, I gasp when I see it’s a plane ticket to Portugal. My name is at the top, along with tomorrow’s date. Was this his plan all along? Was he going to bring me back to Portugal with him?I set the ticket down on the bed and reach for the letter again, hoping to find the answers to my questions.Zarina, my beautiful babygirl,I love every moment of every day with you. Everything you do is enchanting. Magical. I didn’t know what was missing in my life until you flashed those eyes at me and challenged me for control.We haven’t known each other long, but at the same time, my soul knows yours. You fee
Three days. It’s been three days since Miriam hauled me out of the hotel. Three days since Finn made love to me. Three days since my heart was healed and then shattered.Where is he? What happened? Finn told me he loved me, but the doubts are starting to creep in.That first day, I collapsed on my bed and cried myself to sleep. I was so certain I would wake up next to my Daddy, but when I blinked my swollen eyes open, I was alone, just like I always am. I barely left my room the second day, only venturing out into the house to use the bathroom or grab something to eat.My father won’t even look at me. He’s hardly spoken ten words to me in the last few days. All I know is that he and Miriam got a call when they landed in Bora Bora from someone who saw Finn kissing me at the wedding. According to Miriam, I ruined her wedding and made a fool out of myself and my family.Last night, my dad told me he set up an interview with the dean of NYU next week to discuss my schedule for the fall. M
I feel her pussy knot around my shaft, squeezing me so damn tight it hurts in the best way. Zarina inhales a sharp breath as wave after wave of pleasure wracks her body. She claws at my back, ripping my skin open, making me roar my release and fill her with my seed. I come so damn hard I feel like I might pass out.“Breathe,” I say to myself as much as her.Zarina gasps for air and clings to me as her body trembles with the last of her orgasm. I slide her down my body and hold her close, kissing the top of her head.When we both have somewhat recovered, I step back and pour body wash into my hands before rubbing it over the dips and curves of her body. Zarina leans into me for support, making me smile at how thoroughly fucked and sated she is right now. When I’m done, she soaps me up and places a sweet kiss over my heart.I cup her face and kiss her deeply, passionately, but slowly. One drugging kiss leads to another and another, and before I know it, I’m spinning her around and placi
I strip out of what little clothes I have left on and then practically tear Zarina’s dress off of her, leaving her in a matching bra and panty set.“Hey!” she shrieks and then giggles. “Be careful! I don’t want you ruining another dress of mine.”I kiss her neck, needing my lips to be on some part of her body right this goddamn second. “I’ll buy you a new one,” I grunt, biting and kissing her again.I slide my hands down her body, gripping her thighs and lifting her gorgeous, curvy body up into my arms. She gasps and hooks her ankles behind my back. I growl and kiss down her neck as she arches her back and presses her body into mine.“Fuck, I need you,” I grunt before nipping at the sensitive skin below her ear.“I’m yours, Daddy,” she pants, rubbing her hot little pussy over my stomach letting me know she needs me, too.“Take a shower with me.” It’s not a question, it’s a command.She nods her head and twists her fingers in my hair, pulling me in for another kiss.I carry her into th
We walk silently through the market and take a cab back to the house, where I direct Zarina to pack an overnight bag. The sassy little smirk she gives me nearly has me tossing her on her bed and burying my cock between her pouty lips, but I manage to restrain myself.Once we’re packed up, I order an Uber to Four Seasons, ready to show my little love everything she’s asking for. Zarina smiles at me and snuggles into my side, content to let me take care of every little detail.My chest swells up with pride when I step out of the car and hold my hand out for my babygirl. She doesn’t hesitate to take my hand and let me lead her through the opulent lobby and onto the private elevator. I love that she trusts me like this. As soon as the doors shut, I slide my hands down her body and grip her hips, pulling her back against my front.She moans softly, melting into me as I trail kisses up and down her neck. My hands roam up her generous curves until I’m cupping her breasts. Zarina gasps and th