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ISADORA POVJude pulled out of me. I gasped, and my walls were constricted from the unexpected loss. I could feel the cold air hit my wet flesh. Then his tongue was against me, heating it up. He lapped at me carefully, knowing I was still overly sensitive. I became slack on top of the table, suspended by its edge, as my legs gave in.Soon the pleasure built again, and he became hungrier, the lapping turning to a thrashing. I lost all sense of time then, letting Jude take control, letting him give me pleasure and take his own until I felt almost delirious. We both ended up sprawled on the pool table afterward, breathing harshly. I was fairly sure I’d have a rug burn and a few bruises tomorrow, but I couldn’t care less.“Sometimes I wonder what I’ll tell Daniele once he’s older and demands answers. He’ll wonder why half his family died.”I turned toward him, then rolled over and propped myself up on his chest, my chin on my linked fingers. “You sound guilty.”“Sometimes I feel guilty.”
Married to the Villain Daniele's birthday
Isadora POVI didn’t have much experience baking, so I could only hope everything would work out. At least I had experience painting, so maybe food coloring would literally be a piece of cake.Simona sat in her high chair so she could watch me. Usually she preferred to stay mobile, but watching me bake a cake seemed to grab much of her attention. I split the dough into three parts and colored each differently. After covering it with buttercream, I sprinkled everything with funfetti.Simona was obviously fascinated by the colorful sprinkles and made grabby hands, but I didn’t want her to choke on the tiny pieces. I put the finished cake into the fridge then grabbed Simona, wrapped us both in a thick wool coat, and walked out onto the porch. Despite the blistering cold, Daniele played in the sand. Jude sat on the edge of a lounge chair right beside him, typing on his phone and darting the occasional glance at his son. Cherry perched right beside Daniele, her nose lifted into the breeze.
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Jude POVIsadora lit three candles on top of a cake, which was sprinkled with what I learned was funfetti. Daniele’s eyes became wide as he took in the cake. I lifted him onto one of the chairs so he could get a good look at it. “You have to blow out the candles and make a wish.”Simona tried to lean away from Isadora to touch the candles, and her face scrunched up in frustration when she couldn’t. “Do you need help?” Isadora asked Daniele as he blew out only one candle with his first attempt.“You’re three, a big boy. You can do it,” I told him.He gave a small nod and blew even harder. Both candles were snuffed out this time.“Good.”Isadora beamed as she cut the first piece of the cake. When she pulled it out, its colorful layers became visible.“Wow,” Daniele breathed. I froze, unable to believe what I’d heard. One simple word—the first word Daniele had spoken in my presence in months.Wow, indeed.I had to agree with him, not just because of the rainbow funfetti cake. Isadora set
Married to the Villain Will she stay?
Isadora POVCherry sniffed at the door, but she kept running over the paper and through the paint pots, spreading colorful pawprints everywhere, so she wasn’t allowed inside anymore.Daniele dragged the brush over the sheet, creating blue lines as if he, too, were painting the ocean.I put down my brush and walked over to him. He didn’t look up as I sank down beside him. Simona hit the floor with her own paintbrush over and over again, splattering paint everywhere. My overalls and bare feet were already covered in a myriad of colors. Daniele had returned to his quiet self after our conversation this morning, pondering what I said. I wished I could glimpse into his head.“Your dad would love a painting of the ocean for Christmas. Why don’t you give it to him?”Daniele dipped the brush into the blue paint and continued drawing jerky lines. “Okay” was his soft reply.“Nothing would make your dad happier than spending time with you and hearing your voice again.”Kissing Daniele’s temple,
Married to the Villain I'm your wife!!!
Jude POV“Do you like it?”This meant a lot to her. The painting and her art in general. I hadn’t given it much thought so far. “It’s stunning.”A smile broke free on Isadora’s face. “Really?”“Really.” I kissed her, but before I could lose myself in her scent and taste, I stepped back. “Let me get your present.”Excitement flashed on her face, and I half expected her to follow me, but she waited impatiently. When I returned with the small parcel, she dashed toward me. “What is it?”“It would defy the purpose of gift wrapping if I told you.”She rolled her eyes and snatched the gift from my hands, then unwrapped it with as much restraint as Daniele. She opened the velveteen lid, and her lips fell open. “Sunflower earrings?”I’d originally bought her elegant creoles, jewelry I would have chosen—nothing Isadora would have liked. Three days ago, I changed my mind and searched the internet for sunflower earrings. Most of them had been horrid, bright yellow atrocities. Then I stumbled upon
Married to the Villain Idiotic Father
Jude POVThe pain in her eyes hit me unexpectedly.“No,” she said fiercely. “They are our kids, Jude. I told you before, and I’ll tell you again. I love all three of you.”I stared, my anger slipping away faster than quicksand. “What?”She nodded, looking furious. “You heard me. They aren’t just your kids. They are mine, too. You can’t call them yours when you see fit. They are always ours, yours, and mine. Maybe not by blood, but I’d bleed for them all the same. So don’t talk to me like these two kids don’t mean anything to me when they mean everything. Just like their stubborn, idiotic father.”It was the first time Isadora had insulted me. The first time, she’d gotten loud, almost screaming. Her anger didn’t kindle my own like it had done with Josephine in the past, because Isadora’s words were the best thing I’d ever heard. My thoughts tumbled over each other. Still, a small silver of doubt remained, as if my fucked-up mind couldn’t accept that someone as good, as kind, and as lov
Married to the Villain Reconsider your decision
ISADORA POVI hovered close to the cigar lounge after Christian went in. After Jude almost killed my brother, I worried about them being in a room together, even if they’d worked together in the last couple of months.My shoulders slumped in relief when Christian finally stepped out. “What is it? Is everything all right?”He nodded. “I’m going to move to New York to work under Luca.”“Oh,” I said, disappointed. We hadn’t seen each other often, but it had been nice knowing he lived in the same city. “Because of what happened between you and Jude?”Christian laughed. “Fuck, of course. He accused us of having an affair. That’s too much bullsh*t for my taste. And working under Luca will allow me to build better connections with the people who matter.”“Isn’t there another way? Can’t you make peace with Jude? I don’t want you to hate my husband.”Christian regarded me with obvious astonishment. “You care about him.”“I do. I know it’s hard to believe, but he’s good to me.”“I’m glad, but t
Married to the Villain You okay?
ISADORA POV“Yes, honey,” he rasped. He tensed and came with a small shudder, his eyes falling shut. My own lust was hot and heavy between my legs, but I ignored it for now.I swallowed and kept working him with my tongue and mouth as he twitched with the last aftershocks of his orgasm. I stroked his balls lightly and kept him in my mouth, only gently sucking. When he stilled and looked at me, he cupped my cheek. I let his cock slowly glide out of my mouth, causing him to moan low in his throat again. I kissed his thigh. “Better?”He let out a raw chuckle. “Yeah.” He leaned forward and grasped my hips. “Now it’s my turn.”“This was about you.”“I know.” He hoisted me to my feet, then slipped his head under my nightgown. Hooking a finger under my pants, he moved them aside, revealing my swollen flesh. He slipped his tongue between my lips, and I gasped. He grasped my thigh and lifted one of my legs so my foot was on the armrest, opening me up for him. Like I had done, he took the ice
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