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Sinfully Yours CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
When you grow up in the slums, you have some pretty vivid ideas of traveling. You imagine yourself walking in the cobbled streets of Italy, maybe running with the bulls in Spain. But nothing prepares you for the utter exhaustion of having to take two planes to get to a country, and an overlay that seems as if it will never end. It's especially unpleasant if your companion barely speaks two words to you. Maybe if I was traveling with Phoebe or even Sammy, the time would have gone by faster. On the last leg of the second flight, I go over to Thomas's cubicle, courtesy of first class and too much alcohol, and glare down at him where he's lying down with his head propped on his arms. "Care to explain why you're in such a prissy mood." I say low enough so one of the flighty attendants can't overhear our conversation. "I'm insulted, I thought you would've missed me." He doesn't bother opening his eyes, and when I get no reaction from him, I huff and turn around to go back to my own
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
My heart is pounding in my ears at the violent threat in Alessandro's voice. And my pussy clenches at the thought. He's threatened with fucking me in the ass before and even though I feel excitement at the illicit thought, I'm scared too. Alessandro is not a small guy, I needed days to recover from normal sex. "Bend over." He commands, and I fall onto my elbows. He presses a hand onto the small of my back and runs his hard cock through my cleft, making me shiver. "You like that?" His voice sounds strained, as if he's withholding himself. "Did you miss this cock?" "Yes." I breathe out and wiggle my hips so that he can just enter me.He hits my right buttock in quick succession, making me cry out. "So why did you flaunt what's mine for another man, mmh?" His tip teases my entrance, just a quick little dip in and out. "Was I not good enough for you?" There's pain in his voice and I turn my head to look at him. He's a sight to behold. He's wearing a black knitted sweater and black
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
I smile as I open my eyes, my head resting on hard, muscled flesh, yet I'm extremely comfortable. The familiar tattoos greet me, and I can't help but run my hands over the smooth expanse of Alessandro's chest. I lift my eyes and see he's already awake and watching me, and I feel myself blushing at the memory of last night. "Keep that up and you might get fucked again." He says in a sinfully dark voice and it might have enticed me if I didn't feel extremely sore. He makes a low growl in his chest that sends immediate electricity to my core. Okay, maybe I'm not that sore. But instead of acting on his threat, he gets up and walks around the bed in his glorious nakedness to open a door that I assume leads to the bathroom. I hear the sound of water running, but I'm still feeling extremely lethargic, probably due to jetlag and Alessandro's rough fucking from the night before. I don't even have a clue what day it is now or the exact time. My eyes fall closed, but then I'm peppered wit
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
The sun is fighting for attention through the cloudy sky of Mykonos. It's not raining, but the air is cool, yet the scenery is still breathtaking. Muscled arms encircle my waist, and I lean back against Alessandro, wishing we can stay here forever wrapped in this cozy cocoon. But knowing Alessandro, he has a world to dominate, forever wanting more power. "When can I go home?" I want to know, looking at the water that stops just a few feet from my boots. The ocean is calm, the waves small. I wonder what it would be like in summer. His arms tighten around me momentarily. "There was a little bit of a war after you left." I screw my eyes shut tightly. "Did people get hurt?" That's a dumb question to ask. Of course people got hurt. Of course people lost their lives while I was safely tucked away in Japan. "I know what you're thinking, and you better stop." Alessandro's breath ghosts over my cheek. "There is nothing I wouldn't do to keep you safe." "And I told you I don't break easi
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER EIGHTY
The diamond on my finger throws a kaleidoscope of light on the ceiling when the early morning light falls on it. I feel like I'm living in a dream. One moment, I'm being hunted by the Russian bratva, and the next, I'm traveling abroad to places I never thought I'd see. And now I'm engaged to the man of my dreams. Was this ever in my life plans? Not by a long shot, but I can't complain as said man is sprawled next to me in all his naked, tattooed glory. He must have gotten hot during the night, probably from me being draped over him, because the covers are thrown off his body and his large cock is laying heavy on his stomach. I've been fucked every which way since I agreed to marry him, and I'm still feeling him everywhere. I should've agreed to move in with him when he first asked, but I was too strung up on how soon it was. Now I couldn't care less if I just met him yesterday or the fact that I'm only twenty-one. I've seen so much shit in my lifetime that most people double my ag
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE
Phoebe slaps me so hard that my head flies to the side, and I cover my burning cheek with my hand. I don't blame her, I disappeared, leaving only a stupid letter. But she's still my sister, and as soon as the shock wears off, she envelopes me in her arms. "You fucking bitch!" She sobs in my ear, her arms tightening. "I've been worried sick about you, and then your man summons me to Greece, I didn't know what was going on." I hug her as tight as she's hugging me. "I'm sorry, I can explain, I swear.""It better be one hell of an explanation!" She warns, and I smile. I missed her even more than I realized. "Why don't we all go out for breakfast?" Alessandro suggests behind me, and Phoebe let's me go. She points her finger accusingly at him. "I'm coming with her so she can get ready. Don't think I didn't hear you going at it like bunnies while I was knocking like an idiot." Alessandro smirks arrogantly, and I roll my eyes at him. I blush as images flood me of what the two of us did
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO
My heart is hammering inside my ribcage in absolute terror and panic. How could I be so stupid? So utterly neglectful? I programmed the next date of my shot into my phone's calendar, which I left at home, and it completely went over my head. I didn't even think about it once. And the amount of sex Alessandro and I've had combined with my shitty luck, Phoebe might be right. His sperm cells are probably trying to get into my eggs right now. "Fuck, what do I do?" I hardly recognize my own voice as I look at Phoebe while worry clouds my mind. Phoebe shrugs as if it's nothing. "You could get the morning after pill, but the longer you wait to take it, the less effective it becomes." We've been fucking non-stop for three days, plus how am I going to explain the morning after pill to Alessandro? I can ask Thomas to take us to a pharmacy, but his instructions are to follow me like a hawk. There's no way he won't tell Alessandro what we were doing at the pharmacy. "But it's worth a try,
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE
I didn't realize how much I've missed the city until I step down from Alessandro's private jet and I inhale the polluted air. I've been to two amazing places, yet the feeling of home envelopes me in this very place I ran to in order to get away from my past. Alessandro's fingers thread through mine, and he looks down at me with the promise of a new life. Excitement unfurls in the pit of my belly. This time will be different. I'm no longer scared to be with him fully, and he's finally willing to let go of what he thought his marriage would be like one day. I might not like the spotlight in which he inevitably lives, but I'd rather have cameras flashing in my face than being hidden away like a dirty secret. And I know we look incredibly mismatched. Alessandro looks stylish without trying in black jeans and a black shirt. He looks classy even after a very long flight. Whereas I'm in my signature hoodie, sweatpants, and sneakers looking like something the cat dragged in. My hair is in
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I look down at my three babies, where they're all bundled in the same incubator. They were born on thirty-three weeks, but none of them had to be incubated. I'm so proud of them, all of them able to breathe on their own. I was so worried, but they did it. I've never cried so much as I've been crying in the last week. The pediatrician said they should stay in the incubator for at least two weeks, and they were each placed in their own one. But the nurses said when they're apart, they cry, and when they're together, they don't. It's the cutest thing ever. Alessandro can't tell them apart because they look exactly alike. I don't know how, but I know who is who. Their father proudly named them, and right now, Arcangelo's mouth cutely yawns, even though they're sleeping. One week until we can take them home. Right now, they've wearing onesies courtesy of their aunt saying Thing One, Thing Two, and Thing Three. I miss Phoebe in the house, but she has to follow her own path, and she
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 156
FARRAH "I'm so sorry, Thomas." My bodyguard is a lone figure at the grave of his wife. "Me too." He says softly with his head bowed. "I was so busy with..." He doesn't complete the sentence, so I take his hand in mine and squeeze his. "It's okay to say it." "I was so busy protecting others, I didn't take care of my own family." He completes the sentence on a sob. "You know that's not true." I tell him. "You were looking after all of us. You just didn't think her past would catch up to you." "But I should have!" He turns guilty eyes to mine where I'm sitting in a wheelchair next to him. "That's what I was trained to do, and I failed my own wife." He's going to feel guilty for a while, probably forever, so I don't say a word. Alma's killer was from a religious society who has been following her and Thomas's lives for a while now. They believe that she betrayed her country and her religion. She would have been stoned to death if she was in her own country. The government has tak
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 155
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Trey looks worriedly at me, his eyes darting back and forth in the dark street. "This ends tonight." I go over my body again, making sure for what seems like the hundredth time that I have all my guns and hand grenades in place. It seems like the fuckers are playing right into my hands. Thanks to Enzo's intel, I have the remaining four elders all under one roof in one night. By now, they must know that Fabiono is dead, but they still think I'm inside that jail. They probably know it was me, too, so they're most likely having a meeting to decide what they're doing next. Little do they know, I'm striking while the iron is still hot. Trey shakes his head, his eyes on the surveillance footage on his phone, all courtesy of Evan. Farrah was right, I did orchestrate Evan's bullying so I could be his savior. It was one of the best things I ever did, too, because I now have access to a satellite that gives me vision all over the world. And I have a gre
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 154
ALESSANDRO As soon as I stop in front of the quaint cottage, a shot gets fired from me from somewhere in the house, and I duck. I slowly get out of the driver's seat with my hands in the air. If this guy is as dangerous as Thomas said he is, I will be dead in the next second. "My name is Alessandro Moretti, I believe my wife is in there." I shout, hoping they can hear me. I take it as a good sign when I don't get shot at again. The front door opens, and a sight for sore eyes greets me. I run to that door as fast as I can, and then I scoop Farrah in my arms, her smell that is uniquely hers enveloping me. "What the fuck did you do, asshole." She sobs in my neck. "Are you okay? I thought you were in jail." I pull back so I can look at her. There are dark circles under her eyes, and she looks tired, but she's always the best thing I will ever see. "What are you doing on your feet?" I ask her. "You're not supposed to be walking around. You're supposed to be still." She hugs me ag
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 153
ALESSANDRO Dario is waiting for me when I walk out of jail the next morning. I don't like the look in his eyes. "What's wrong?" I want to know immediately. He holds the keys to his car out for me, and I grab it. I may be the younger of the two of us, but I've always been the one that was in control. He's never seemed to mind. It's just how our personalities work. "Farrah is gone." The earth drops from beneath my feet for a moment, but I take a deep breath. With Farrah, I've found that there's always an explanation. I get behind the wheel and wait for him to get in beside me. "What happened?" "One of her bodyguards was found with a single stab wound. Luckily, he's not dead." Dario sounds worried. "The hospital's cameras were conveniently out of order for about two hours, but both her and Phoebe are gone. And the other bodyguard." "What about Thomas?" "Still missing." I'm trying to keep my cool, but I bang on the steering wheel. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Thomas has a few numbers I
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 152
FARRAH "Oh my God!" I scream. "T.J!" Damian doesn't even stay at the crash. He just swerves his car and goes around the wreck. "What are you doing?" Kevin shouts at him. "You have to stop, we have to help her!" "Are you okay? "Damian looks at me in the rearview mirror. "I'm fucking fine!" I'm about to lose it. We just left a kid there in a crashed car. "We have to go back and help her." Damian is still calm as he grabs his phone from the console and dials 911. He calmly tells the operator that there was a crash with the address, and then he disconnects before the operator can ask any questions. Phoebe is sobbing next to me, and I feel my own tears wetting my cheeks. We just left Alma there. What if she was badly hurt? Who was that behind the wheel of the truck, and why did he crash into her? The windows weren't even tinted of the car. If they were looking for me, they would've been able to see I wasn't in that car. "The three of you better listen to me and listen to me carefu
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 151
FARRAH "Is something going on here that I should know about?" Damian looks accusingly at me in Dr. Sanchez's office. "I've been calling Abe with no luck." Abe is the other bodyguard who's currently on shift. "I think that was my husband's uncle on the way to my room." I gulp, my heart rate skyrocketing. "I'm not sure, but with everything going on with my husband right now, I think he might be trying to hurt me." Hurt is a mild word, but Dr. Sanchez is in the room, and she already looks freaked out. I don't want to worry her any more than she already is. "And you were planning to do what exactly?" Damian wants to know. "I need to get out of here." "Against my advice!" Dr. Sanchez looks at me like I'm crazy. "What if you need blood? You do realize how serious your condition is, right? You are not just risking the lives of the babies, but yours, too." "I'm a sitting duck in the hospital." I shake my head at her. "And if someone kills me, there will be no babies or me anyway. Trus
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 150
ALESSANDRO Edward Whittle looks like I'm going to jump him any minute. But like I told him, I'm not here for him. He deserves to go to trial for what he's done, to be torn apart by the public and sentenced. Killing him would be a mercy he doesn't deserve. The asshole starts crying after I don't give him any attention, and I look at him in utter disgust. Those girls in that container were crying, too. I wonder how many girls he's smuggled in containers over the years. What has happened to those girls, were they still alive? Edward Whittle should get life in prison and become the bitch of a thousand men. And even that punishment won't be enough. He follows me around like a little puppy when it's dinner time. The dude jumps at the tiniest noise. That's what you get when you play on the wrong side of the law, and you don't think of the consequences. The inmates seem to know who I am and avoid me, so I get my food that looks like someone puked on it in peace, with my entourage of o
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 149
FARRAH "You can't leave the hospital." Phoebe drags both her hands through her hair. "We have to come up with something else. Plus, I think you're being paranoid." I don't know how to explain it to her. All I know is that my gut is never wrong, and I can feel that impending gloom. Nobody is hurting my babies, I would kill them first. Even if I have to do it kicking and bleeding. "I'm not paranoid." I sigh. I wish Alessandro would let me in on his damn plans and stop leaving me blindsided. "Call in one of the bodyguards." Phoebe looks at me skeptically, but do as I ask. The guy is well-built and looks like he belongs on a magazine cover and not outside my hospital room. He nods his head at me. "Mrs. Moretti." I'm still not used to being called that, but I do like the ring to it. "Do you know where Thomas is?" I ask. There's no way he just dropped off the face of the earth. "No ma'am. Thomas just gave us strict instructions that the door should be guarded at all times and that
