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FrancescaFausto swallowed audibly, then said: — Turn around.I presented him with my back, and he wasted no time before grabbing both panels of the dress and pulling hard. Buttons flew to the floor as the expensive silk parted like gauze. He pushed the fabric from my shoulders, down under my hips, and let it fall at my feet. I stood naked in the moonlight.He whistled through his teeth. — Naked under her dress . I know my puttanella , right?Even a pair of panties leaves lines, so I went without all night. “No, I'm a good girl,” I said, cupping my breasts with one hand and my pussy with the other.He pushed his hips against my ass and let me feel his erection through his pants. — You may be a good girl now, but soon you will be a dirty, filthy girl to me. — He moved my hands out of the way and walked in front of me. — No, don't hide.Let me see her.I slowly dropped my hands and his eyes swept over me, inspecting me. He trailed his fingertip over the peak of my breast and I arched in
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FaustEarly the next morning, I was back at my desk, reviewing a city contract we were bidding on. Mayor Volpe assured me that the work would go to my construction company, even though my offer was double the others. That was the way of things here. No one came out ahead by playing fair.The Mancini twins landed in Toronto overnight. Mancini asked about the wedding, but I didn't feel like talking. I wanted as little as possible with Francesca's family. That part of your life is over. She belonged to me, no one else. Her future was with me and my family, this property. She would remain by my side until I died.My wife.I would never get tired of saying the words.After fucking in the vineyards last night, I brought her inside to clean up and then fucked her again, this time on a bed. My back screamed in protest this morning because of it, but I have no regrets. I would take her whenever she allowed me.Giulio came in with two cups of espresso. I was impressed. He woke up early, bright-
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FrancescaI finally rolled out of bed and carried my exhausted ass downstairs for breakfast. Okay, decaf because of the baby, but I wasn't complaining. To relax and sip a hot drink seemed heavenly right now. Fausto had really pissed me off last night.Our wedding night? Absolute perfection.As long as I live, I will never forget the way he looked at me, the way he devoured me in the vineyards. Then he brought me inside and melted my heart by fucking me slowly and sweetly, barely breaking eye contact the entire time. God. Just thinking about it gave me goosebumps.Giulio suddenly appeared next to me at the espresso machine. You finally woke up.I gave him a serious sideways glance. “I usually wake up before you do, so I don't know what the hell you're talking about.” — My cup was finished, so I took it out of the machine and put it to my mouth, blowing on the liquid to cool it.Speaking of which, why did you wake up so early?— I was meeting with Fausto and Marco.— Your new security r
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EnzoI had no idea how long I had been trapped in the Ravazzani dungeon. Days? Weeks? Time no longer had meaning as I drifted in and out of consciousness.My entire body screamed in pain. I was pretty sure my left lung was punctured, which could happen when someone's ribs were broken like mine. I couldn't hold my head up without getting dizzy. My right shoulder was dislocated, as was my left knee. Every breath was agony.But I never broke.Somehow I had endured Faust's cruelty. I thought about my wife and children, my family. I thought about Napoli beach, my home there that I loved so much. I thought of my favorite places, my favorite meals – anything that would allow me to escape this nightmare, even if just in my own mind.I just had to keep my mouth shut and survive.Fausto still didn't have what he wanted: access to my empire. I would die before I signed it to anyone. It took me years to establish the computer fraud scheme, and the other bosses ridiculed me along the way. So when
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FaustNesto gave Marco a worried look before looking at me in the rearview mirror. —But, Don Ravazzani...“Here,” I repeated in a sharp tone, one that my men knew was an order. I appreciated his caution, but we were well guarded and the obstetrician was just a few doors down. There was no reason why I couldn't treat my wife to ice cream now.Nesto slowed the car, guiding us to the curb, then stopped. Francesca peered over my shoulder. - What is happening? Why are we stopping here?I opened the door and left. The car behind us also stopped, and my men were running to the sidewalk to offer protection. Marco was there beside me, his sharp gaze scanning the street, his body tense and ready.I could hear his phone ringing, but he ignored it.- Anything? — I asked him.— No, but let's make it quick.I reached my hand out to Francesca and her fingers found mine. — Come on, come on. — I helped her out of the big car. — I want to feed her. Let's get you some ice cream—— You're buying me ice c
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FrancescaAfter six hours, Fausto came out of surgery in a stable but serious condition and was taken to the ICU. The doctors explained that the bullet entered through the back and exited through the side, and Marco probably saved Fausto's life by covering the wound with the feces in the car. During the operation, they repaired one of Faust's kidneys and a torn part of his small intestine and removed his gallbladder. They were optimistic about his recovery, but the risk of infection was high.He hadn't woken up yet, and they were keeping him on a ventilator for now. But he was alive. Pale, but alive.We got a big private room, one with a small bed for me. Guards were placed outside the room and throughout the hospital itself. Anyone entering Fausto's room had to wear special identification, including doctors and nurses. Considering Enzo had escaped, we weren't taking any chances.Zia began to pray over Fausto's fallen body, while Giulio and I talked quietly to the side. “I'll send som
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Time passed slowly over the next few days.They took Fausto out of the tube two days after surgery. Not long after, his eyes opened. There he was, alive and still with me. I pressed my forehead to his cheek. — I love you, baby.There wasn't much more to say than that, because he slipped back into unconsciousness. The knot in my chest eased a small fraction. Our problems were far from over, but it was nice to see her beautiful blue eyes looking at me once again.We decided that I would spend the nights at the hospital, while Zia would stay with Fausto during the day. This would allow me to go home and clean, as well as take care of property and business matters during Faust's recovery. Doctors were keeping him heavily sedated for now and didn't expect him to leave the hospital for at least a month.Marco and Giulio took over Fausto's office, the two of them isolated there for hours on end. I knew they were trying to find the shooter and Enzo, as well as investigating other mob business
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FaustI almost got killed. Again.This time, however, it was different. The other attempts on my life were botched, easily avoided. Except for the car bomb, I saw them coming.The shooter took me by surprise. I didn't expect a coordinated attack to facilitate Enzo's escape. I suppose I should have—he knew it was me or him, that one of us would end up dead—but I was shot in the street like an infantryman. In front of my wife.What was I thinking?I had been careless, which was unforgivable. She was carrying my son. Nothing mattered more than the two of them, along with Giulio. I should have stood my ground and made Francesca cancel the appointment. Instead, I let her manipulate me to get what she wanted.I wouldn't make that mistake again.Conscience once again tugged at me and forced me to wake up. My brain swam toward the sounds until my eyelids fluttered. I expected to see the beautiful face of my wife, who spent the night here with me, but Marco was there. It was the first time he
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