Maria Victoria had felt hate before. Times were growing up where she hated her father with a fiery passion. Her mother had always told her it was a wasted emotion. That the only person she was hurting was herself. To hate someone wasn’t a good feeling to have.Nicole had never hated anyone, not even Dante. She had forgiven him and made peace with it all, but she would never forget.“How does that help? You’re still here and he’s still there.”“But I’m happy, Maria Victoria. Can’t you see that? I’ve got you? He doesn’t have me, and he doesn’t have you. I can’t hate him.”Maria Victoria had never understood what her mother was talking about, not until that moment. Nibbling her lip, she looked at Fernando Giordano, and she hated him. His words were cold and cruel, but she realized he was right. The past twenty-four hours, she’d given up. The dress she wore, though beautiful, wasn’t one she would choose.If she allowed Fernando Giordano to have his way, she’d lose everything her mother ha
The Wedding DayFernando Giordano saw Dante in the aisle.The past two weeks had been a whirlwind of activity. Maria Victoria was no longer placid. She refused to allow him to organize their wedding. She made demands, chose her wedding dress, and even the flowers, which all had to be roses—the darkest of red as they were her mother’s favorite. The wedding cake had to be lemon, with lemon frosting, and she wouldn’t allow him to make any changes.Fernando couldn’t believe the change in her. He watched as Maria Victoria took charge. He’d changed her life, and he wasn’t bluffing with her. If she had fought him, he’d have gone after those she cared about, because he didn’t have a caring bone in his body. He took what he wanted, and to pay for this debt, he was willing to do whatever was necessary.The church was full of fellow capos, associates, and their wives and families. Dante was front and center with his wife and family. Soldiers were outside of the church, as well as inside, prepare
Before she knew what was happening, he’d slammed his lips down on hers. What the hell was this? The kiss was hotter than any she’d ever experienced. Counting the church, this was the fourth time Fernando had kissed her. This was different, though.She clenched her hands into fists, hoping her body denied him. The last thing she wanted was to give in to him.Why fight?Why make it hard?Enjoy it.This is your life.But it was a life she didn’t want.Fernando grabbed her hands and wrapped them around his neck. She had no idea what she was doing. She didn’t even know if she wanted to touch him. Her world felt all over the place, and she didn’t know what to do to gain control of it. She hated feeling so open and exposed. Raw even.He ran his hands down her body, curving toward her ass, and drew her close. The towel he wore didn’t stop her from feeling the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her stomach.“I’m going to blow your mind,” he said. “All you’ve got to do is trust me. Do
Fernando took possession of her lips. “The first time will hurt, but afterward, it won’t. I will show you everything your body is capable of. I won’t hold back. You’ll want for nothing and I’ll show you how to get absolutely everything you want.”She lowered her hand and nodded her head.He lined his cock to her slit, but rather than tearing through her virginity, he slid the length through, bumping against her nub. Each stroke made her moan and wriggle against his dick. All he wanted to do was fuck her, to ram his cock balls deep inside her, but he took his time.She was nervous and as he worked her clit with his cock, he teased her, drawing more arousal from her. Then, he gripped his cock, lined the tip with her cunt, and he was going to take his time, work his length in inch by inch. Why draw it out? Why make this more painful than it had to be? In his life, the best way of dealing with something was to tear off the Band-Aid, and with that in mind, he slammed to the hilt, tearing t
His movements were so incredibly slow. Inch, by inch, he moved inside her, and there was no pain. It was an ache, but she was so wet, and there was a point when she felt her impatience start to build. She didn’t want him to go slow, and then she thrust back against him, not wanting him to stop. He held her hips even tighter. She had a feeling there were going to be bruises from how tight he held her. Fernando Giordano gave a truly memorable fucking“You’re being a little impatient, baby. This isn’t hurting you?”“No!”She wanted to scream at him to fuck her, but instead, she gritted her teeth and tried to calm herself. Nothing was working.“Is this what you want?” Fernando asked. He held onto her hips and then drove hard and deep inside her.Maria Victoria gasped and thrust back against him, not wanting him to stop. It felt so good. He slowed down, with his cock to the hilt inside her.“Don’t stop!”“I’m not hurting you?” he asked.“No,” she growled out the word.“Then would my lady l
There was a certain note to her tone. Fernando ate more of his pasta and looked at Maria Victoria. They hadn’t known each other long enough for him to have missed any important anniversaries or birthdays. He hadn’t made any promises. He’d fucked her hard this morning, giving her multiple orgasms, so he didn’t see anything that could be wrong.“What did you do today?” he asked.“Nothing.” She had this big fake smile on her lips. “While my husband was out torturing and killing a man or a woman, I can’t clarify which one it was, I was sitting home all day. Oh, I did clean. Yes, I did. Dusted and cleaned, and rearranged the kitchen. If I’m the one cooking, I’ll organize it the way I like it, but other than that, I twiddled my thumbs after I got your message and had to wait until it was time to cook you some dinner. I did nothing, all day.”“You cleaned.”She slammed her hand down on the table. “Fernando, I don’t know what women you’re used to, but I’m not used to being cooped up all day.”
A couple of days later, Fernando was in the main sitting room in the morning, waiting for Maria Victoria to wake up. That very morning, as he enjoyed his morning coffee, he had a delivery made, and it was in the main room.He kept trying to tell himself he didn’t give a fuck about Maria Victoria’s feelings. It didn’t matter if she enjoyed living with him or not, or even being married to him. He was never going to accept no as an answer. His debt to Dante was paid, and Maria Victoria was the price of that. She had to get used to it.Leaving her this morning, to take care of this, was hard. Now, as he sat and enjoyed his coffee, his impatience was growing. When he heard the door of the bedroom opening and her footsteps as she came out of the room, he checked the mirror to watch as she entered. She wore the silk robe he’d purchased for her.Her full brown hair was mounded on top of her head in a small clip, and he knew she’d already taken a trip to the bathroom. Maria Victoria’s routine
Two Months LaterFernando was sitting in his office, going over the latest figures that had been sent to him when the door opened. One of his men, Theodore, was on the other side.“A Mrs. Ysabella Sebastian is here,” Theodore said. “She would like to see you.”He sat back in his chair, tempted to say no, but he didn’t see a point in disturbing the peace that had settled over his life the past two months.“Let her in,” he said, putting the paperwork aside.It was unusual for a capo’s wife to come and visit another capo. Ysabella should be going to see Maria Victoria, but he wouldn’t have that. Dante had been in constant contact with him for the past couple of months. In fact, one week ago, Fernando shared the rather unexpected news.After nearly three months of marriage, Maria Victoria was expecting a baby. He had a feeling she was pregnant not long ago when she started to become overwhelmingly sick. At first, Fernando didn’t want to concern her, but then he came home with a pregnancy