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FaustFrancesca shined at dinner. I had rarely seen her so excited, so happy, and I liked seeing her like that. As we ate, she entertained us with stories of growing up, as well as her adventures so far in Italy – clean, of course. Her sisters didn't know about the kidnapping, and I wondered if she would tell them what happened.“The gelato in Rome was the best I've ever had,” she said.“You've certainly tasted enough,” my son said with a smile, which made Francesca pick up a bagel and pretend to throw it at him.Zia playfully scolded them in Italian, which made everyone laugh.I stayed quiet, watching. The dining room was lively and full, something I hadn't experienced in a long time. It was nice. If I had a big family like Marco's, every dinner would be chaos like this.My eyes turned to Francesca, sitting to my right. She was going to have my son next spring, and I couldn't wait. I wanted as many children as she agreed. An only child, I hadn't planned on Giulio being alone, so I wa
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Francesca“Wait a minute,” Gia said, shaking her head as if clearing it. —You were kidnapped at gunpoint, held for a week in Naples, before Fausto showed up like an action hero and saved you?“Yes,” I said. - Is this right.— The fuck, Frankie? she shouted. — Why didn't you tell us?We were in my old room, which is where Emma was sleeping, with Gia across the hall. I decided, after the comment about Naples during dinner, to tell the truth about Enzo and the kidnapping. — I didn't want you to worry.— Why did this other mafia don kidnap you? — Emma asked, always practical and sensible.— He was trying to blackmail Fausto. I'm not sure what, but it looked like a slice of drug trafficking.— Does Fausto deal drugs?This couldn't come as a surprise to any of my sisters. — It matters, other people negotiate. Like our father.—Are you kidding me? asked Gia. — I thought Papà only ran casinos and bank robberies.“And drugs,” I added. — He lost some product and owed Fausto a lot of money, and
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FaustEnzo was much stupider than I expected.Despite what he said to Marco, Enzo refused to pass his business on to me. It didn't make sense. He was weak, had suffered fractures and internal bleeding. The air left his lungs like a whistle. How he was still holding on to everything he had endured was a damn miracle.But I was tired of it. I had a woman to conquer, and spending my nights in the dungeon with Enzo wasn't helping me in that endeavor. I planned to get your cooperation tonight no matter what.He needed to die.Marco had Enzo hanging in the cell, chains tying him to the ceiling. His toes barely reached the stone floor and his shoulder had dislocated hours ago. I pressed on his shoulder joint and Enzo shuddered, a moan escaping his lips. — Are you going to sign? — I asked, pressing again. —Although I suppose you'll have to use your other hand to write.He panted, his head lolling forward into her neck. No answer.— Why are you doing this to yourself, Enzo? The pain will go aw
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FrancescaFausto took a step back, and his eyes shone with satisfaction as they searched my naked body, now coated in his cum. He pushed his pants off his hips, then kicked off his shoes. — Do you want to clean up before I fuck you, dirty girl?— No, paparino .I am not. I liked the sticky, sweaty mess of us together, and I knew he liked it too.“Dio, you're beautiful,” he murmured as he pinched one of my nipples. “I want to mark you and bite you, make sure everyone knows you're mine.I lifted the large ring on my finger. — More yours than that?His lip curled in a look so fierce, so dominant that my knees shook. — I will always want to hit you, monella. Can you handle me hard tonight? — He started to unbutton his shirt.My thighs clenched as more heat flooded my veins. He had spanked me before and I loved it. The slaps made my skin feel alive, incredibly sensitive. I was definitely up for it, especially if he fucked me afterwards. — I love it when you're rude.He slapped my ass once.
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FrancescaFausto was still in the shower and I was starving.Being pregnant and fucking that man had really taken me out that night. I put on my robe and left our room. There must have been leftover pasta somewhere in the fridge.As I started down the stairs, I heard an argument from the other wing. It looked like Gia and Emma. God, these two fighting was the last thing I needed right now. I ran to Emma's room and opened the door.They both started and turned to me. The silence didn't last, however, and both began to speak at the same time. Raising my hand, I cut them off and hissed, “Are you guys going to keep this down?”Emma blurted out, “Frankie...“Be quiet,” Gia ordered her sister.I inhaled and let it out slowly. — What's going on with you two?“I have to talk to you,” Emma said, her expression troubled.- About what? What is wrong?“It's nothing,” Gia said.“We saw what was down there,” Emma said.Gia cursed, but I was still confused. —Down where? —What the hell were they talk
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FaustAs I followed my future wife to our ward, I didn't know what I was feeling. Angry, yes. But mostly I was very confused.Lucia would never dare allow her family into my dungeon. She wouldn't have asked or even considered the idea. Our world has clear boundaries and my first wife understood them perfectly.Francesca didn't seem to care or even be aware of these limits. Not only did she allow her sisters into the dungeon, but she also somehow convinced my son to go for a walk.Ma che cazzo?I would have a talk with Giulio tomorrow, but in the meantime I had to deal with Francesca. Just because we were getting married didn't mean she had control of my men and my property. I was the boss, not her, and she had to worry about our kids and the home—not mob business.She would respect our boundaries.I closed the bedroom door and watched as she sat on the bed. I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms. - Explain.She bit her lip and twisted her hands in her lap. — I can't tell if you
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FaustI married her in the vineyards.As she bonded with me for eternity, the rows of plants, my family's legacy, stretched out to honor us. Francesca was barefoot, wearing the cream Celestina dress I had picked out for her when we thought she would marry my son. It was tight in the chest, thanks to the pregnancy, but it still fit otherwise. A simple bouquet of white roses and lilies rested in her hands, while a delicate crown made of lilies of the valley and grape leaves sat atop her head, blonde hair long and loose down her back.She has never been more beautiful.We repeated our vows before the small group gathered to witness the ceremony. My family and their sisters were here, along with Emilia and Vincenzo. Tommaso was invited and brought a Lamborghini.Days ago, when I gave her my mother's ring, I started the marriage paperwork with the government. So even though today felt like a surprise for my fiancée, I had been planning it for a while. After the ceremony, we were married in
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FrancescaI was a married woman.Even though I was wearing a wedding dress, it felt surreal.Married. With Fausto Ravazzani.Holy crap.I was a mob wife, a role I swore to avoid. When I took a look at my handsome husband, I couldn't regret it. I would spend the rest of my life next to him, in his bed, listening to that sexy growl and playing our naughty games together. Yes please.As I handed out the souvenirs to the small number of dinner guests, they all kept pushing money at me. I knew it was an Italian custom, but I wasn't prepared for it. The mayor gave me ten thousand euros, damn it. Giulio said that more money and gifts will arrive in the coming weeks, once news of Fausto's wedding spreads around the world.I guess that's what happened when someone marries a tough international criminal.When I finished the souvenirs, I returned to my chair, which was now occupied by Marco. Instead of being dissuaded, I slid into my husband's lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. He smelled
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