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Chapter 23: Susanna's pov
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My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 24: Susanna's pov
Two days of watching him stare at me unabashedly over the dinner table, ignoring every one else, brushing his knuckle ‘accidentally’ over the inside of my palm, directly along my pulse point when I served him a glass of wine, running into each other in the hallway and tingles spreading along my spine when his arm brushes past mine.Two days was all I could last before I find myself standing outside his bedroom by midnight, a cold breath curling past my lips in a cloud. My hands are cold against my scalp as I brush them through my wet hair. My teeth scrapes softly against my bottom lips, filling my mouth with the taste of strawberry lipstick. Another exhale and I begin to contemplate every choice I made in my life that led me to this exact spot. I’m a married woman. “Jaxon’s mistress,” that dark, sultry voice in the back of my mind says. “He has a beautiful family. He has children while he took yours without giving you a choice. He called you a whore.” My fingers twitch, reaching for
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 25: Zefiro's pov
Past “Zefiro, aspetta! Per favore!” Enzo yells, hot on my heels and I’ve never hated the family tradition any more than I do now. It is all that keeps me from swiveling and blowing his brains out. “Zefiro!” The guards pivot upon sighting me. A storm brews overhead and they can tell what comes next. They know well to stay far from it. The violence. It builds under my skin, humming to life with every feminine sob that flits down the stairwell. It grows with every platter of bare feet against marble. It sings to me. Kill. Kill the fucker. Take him apart, limb from limb and have each hang off the walls of my bedroom like portraits, so she sees what happens to the next man she brings in there. But Enzo is blood. Famiglia over everything else. Frustration is a living thing in my chest, curling, spreading, mingling with the rage. I bite my tongue and draw blood. I ram my fist into the wall until I can’t feel my right hand anymore. But the pain does nothing for
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 26: Zefiro's pov
Present "Is there nothing else you can do for him?" Nonna asks, and though her face presents the same stoicism mine does, her voice falters.Beep. Beep.I watch the rise and fall of Enzo's chest. The tube rising from between his lips. His pale skin and unevenly shaved head. Sleeping. Not...brain dead. Sleeping.It's the seventh hospital he's been transferred to, so far, across the world.The best treatments, the same results. "Mr. Visconti remains unresponsive to the treatments. Frankly speaking," he pushes back the rim of his glasses, meeting my gaze instead of my grandmother's. "The machine is the only thing keeping him alive, as all brain activity have ceased. Permanently. Medically speaking, Mr. Enzo Visconti has already passed away."Nonna's cold fingers clutch my wrist and they tremble. Gianna sobs sharply into her hand. The doctor cuts me a solemn, tired look. He's done this too many times, I realize. "It is your call."Pull the plugs. Or keep Enzo warm, breathing, his soul won
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 27: Zefiro's pov
The giggling of a child halts my feet. I stare, and stare. I had but one thing in mind during the flight back home. Sue. Her legs wrapped around me, her nails sinking into my skin as she took me deeper than any woman ever dared too. I had a meeting with the new investors for the HQ in thirty minutes, but my feet wouldn't take the turn to my bedroom for the much needed freezing shower. Instead, I found my feet heading to a different part of the house. One I've never been to. The servant's quarters, and now, I watch through the door, open wide and packed with more than a dozing maids. I watch as Susanna lifts a child in her arms and kisses his eyes. His nose. He squeals and she laughs, grey eyes brighter than the stars in the skies. The joy on her face make her too beautiful to gaze upon. "Aren't you a cute little...yes...auntie loves you too," she says in the nonsensical language of babies and even I find it utterly ridiculous that I understood her. I fo
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 28: Zefiro's pov
I watched appreciatively as she saunters over in a matching set of girly underwear, nothing at all like what a grown woman should have on, but Susanna everything she wears on her skin sinful. I'll never see a Barbie imprinted fabric the same way again."Barbie?" I ask, unable to keep the tinge of amusement from my voice. She shrugs. "I might have seen it once as a kid, maybe even liked it, but I don't remember much from that time anymore." She starts to dip her toe into the water but she suddenly hisses, her eyes clashing with mine for a bewildered moment. "Are you trying to kill yourself?"I frown. "No."Murmuring something under her breath, she fumbles with the faucet until the water warms, and I wonder if she knows her breasts look fascinating when they jiggle like that. She looks worried. For me. The thought makes me feel odd, like a teenager nervous about asking the hottest girl in school to prom. I couldn't relate with either. I'd never had to ask a woman to be mine. I all b
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 29: Zefiro
Standing, I pull off my sleeveless shirt. My pants and briefs follow and I watch her take in every inch of my naked skin. She struggles to avert her gaze from my torso but she fails. Her back arches and her tongue slips out to wet her bottom lip as she stares shamelessly at my cock. I'd be offended that she desires that part of me more than she desires something real with me, but I'm a sucker for her. She doesn't know it yet, but I'll give her whatever she wants if she ever learns how to make demands.Susanna reaches for a loafer--my loafer, wets it and something about watching her rub something of mine against that pale skin makes arousal pool at my tip and drip. Down. She leans forward so suddenly, catching my precum on her lips like she couldn't afford to let it go to waste.Jesus.I sit, more than content with watching her squeeze the bubbled, soapy water down her neck, and I watch it soak her bra, run down her hard nipples. She watches me watch her. It makes her wilder. Incorrig
My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 30: Zefiro
She extricates herself from my touch, turning around to grab her things angrily. "Yes, I'm on the fucking pill. The last thing I want, though it does seem everyone else is open to the idea, is a messy scandal with you or anything that'd bring me back to you after I leave." Agitation tightens my shoulders. She doesn't want to stay. She speaks of forgetting me. She doesn't want more from this. Me. It's just sex. I knew the lines would blur when it came to her. It is why it pissed me the fuck of that the hunger I felt only burned hotter for her. "You're unexpectedly good at this, Mrs. Hawke. The affair. The detachment. Staying your line. Clearly, this isn't new for you. How many other 'scandals' have there been? Two? Three? More?" The words are out before I can think of stop them. Venomous, spiteful and angry. And I hate them immediately, regret them. When Susanna turns to look at me, the light in her eyes are gone, replaced by a darkness I've seen haunt her in the privacy
My Neighbour's Wife Prologue
I didn’t know her name, but I knew every inch of her body. I knew what she looked like when she came—heart shaped lips parted, nostrils flared, cheeks flush with color and sweat, grey doe eyes crossed…and on some occasions, rolled back in her head, her back arched, her nipples hard and glistening with saliva, and more importantly, there was something about her long, black hair clinging to her sweaty skin, to the odd but sexy dip in her hip that made me want to masturbate.I didn’t know his name either, but he fucked her a lot. And hit her a lot. She took each beating as perfectly as she took his dick in her mouth—like a good girl, but I wondered if he saw the hate that flashed in her eyes sometimes. I wondered if he saw how many times her gaze flicked to the hammer she kept at the top of her dresser every time he slapped her.She never left the house. He never let her. They fought too many times on that issue, loud enough to stir me from sleep. She wanted to see the world. She wanted
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