Delicate, blonde haired Omega Sarah has met her father's associates in the past, but the gorgeous, Dark skinned Italian-born Lorenzo leaves sarah speechless. Eighteen months into their marriage a lot has happened, however Lorenzo has turned to ice. Desperate to escape a relationship that has proven to be as stubbornly passionate as it is cold and hateful,Sarah summons up the courage to ask for a divorce. But before Lorenzo will grant her request, he demands something from Sarah which is an alpha son. The stalemate sickens her. Never mind that Lorenzo has yet to introduce Sarah to the large family that means so much to him. Sarah also one day overhears her husband on the phone with a mystery woman. Most damning is that Sarah senses in Lorenzo treatment to her the behind-the-scenes machinations of John Malik,Sarah’s cruel father. From the depths of her anxiety,Sarah must seek an empowering truth about the husband who calls her, with such cold affection, his cara, his beloved.
Lihat lebih banyakSarah licked her lips nervously as Lorenzo’s scrutiny dropped to her mouth, and his pupils dilated until his eyes were virtually black, a very thin ring of blue-gray remaining. Sarah’s breath was starting to come in little gasps as she tried to control her own need to move against Lorenzo. Lorenzo’s hips gave the slightest twitch, and Sarah felt herself spasm around her husband. Lorenzo hissed at the movement, his face clenching as he withdrew slightly, only to plunge back into Sarah’s inner chamber welcoming the heat as if he couldn't bear to leave. That was all it took for Sarah’s head to fall back limply and her mouth to open on a soundless scream of ecstasy. The record speed of her orgasm seemed to take Lorenzo by surprise, as well as trigger his own. With a shocked sound and another half thrust, he buried himself as deep as he could go, arching backward in the process and coming inside her violently. It seemed to last forever, but eventually his entire body went limp and he h
She could tell that Lorenzo was recalling the events of that night too, his eyes closed once and he gulped visibly letting out a ragged breath and then his eyes dropped to where Sarah’s hands were still restlessly fidgeting with the pencil that had fallen into her lap. He dropped one huge hand over Sarah’s to stop the movement. "I resented you very much," he admitted almost desperately. "Because I felt trapped." "Wrong tense, Lorenzo," Sarah whispered. "Your resentment is still very current." "Things change, Tesoro", he pleaded desperately. "Some things are inexcusable, Lorenzo Matteo," she whispered painfully. "And unforgivable." "We're not getting anywhere with this," Lorenzo groaned in frustration, and Sarah dragged her hands out from under Lorenzo’s. "That's what I've been telling you for the last three days," Sarah pointed out and he bit off a curse before getting up abruptly. Sarah jumped up too to avoid being intimidated by Lorenzo’s height. But she had miscalcula
"Fine." Sarah tilted her head as she ran a contemptuous look over her husband. "How do I take my coffee?" Lorenzo frowned at the question before shrugging. "Black," Lorenzo stated with the utmost authority. "No, you take yours black, I don't drink coffee." "This is pointless," the alpha dismissed. "And juvenile." "Everything about me, or to do with me, is pointless to you," Sarah observed bitterly with a sigh. "That's hardly-" Lorenzo began, but Sarah interrupted him again, barely able to credit his own daring. Sarah had never once stood up to him this way, she was done being a doormat. Just because she was temporarily trapped in this marriage did not mean that she would allow Lorenzo to walk all over her anymore. "Everything except my womb of course." Sarah laughed half-hysterically. "You have a lot of use for that! That's all I am to you, a womb on legs!" "You're being ridiculous," Lorenzo derided. "What about my birthday?" Sarah asked suddenly, still ignoring hi
"Don't touch that!" Sarah snapped impatiently when Lorenzo lifted a pair of cutters that had cost the earth to import. "You design jewelry," Lorenzo whispered in astonishment, his eyes lifting to meet hers and Sarah’s own gaze fluttered away. "Yeah, I do," she ventured nervously, waving at the large portfolio Lorenzo had lifted from one of her other workstations. Sarah had the drawing board for designing, a work table for actually making the jewelry, a small cutting table for cutting wire and shaping semi-precious stones, and her desk, which housed her laptop, for paperwork and correspondence. Lorenzo continued to flip through her portfolio with an absorbed frown, occasionally lingering on a page before moving on. Sarah stood in front of him, fidgeting, waiting for the scathing put down that would undoubtedly follow. Lorenzo suddenly turned the open book toward her. "This is your cousin's engagement set," he observed, tapping at the picture of the diamond and white gold earri
The house was dark and quiet when Sarah got home, with no seething Lorenzo waiting at the front door this time, just echoing silence as she made her way upstairs and back into the spare bedroom. After a hot shower, Sarah collapsed into bed and didn't stir until the following morning, when she woke to bright sunlight. She sat up in confusion as she tried to get her bearings and saw that she wasn't in the spare bedroom anymore. She was back in the master suite and a glance down at the empty space next to her confirmed that Lorenzo had indeed slept beside her. Sarah peeked down at herself and was relieved to note that she still had on the T-shirt she had worn to bed. She checked the clock and groaned when she discovered that she had slept till nearly ten in the morning. Pushing the tumbled mass of her hair out of her face, Sarah got up and was alarmed when the room started spinning wildly. She stumbled forward before reaching for the headboard of the bed and steadying herself.
"Of course I wouldn't take him from you." Lorenzo shook his head, sending his heart plummeting. "I wouldn't be that cruel. Naturally you'd maintain custody." Sarah shut her eyes to shield her agony from Lorenzo, and Sarah felt her scalding tears seep down her cheeks. "How very... magnanimous of you," she whispered. "To be so desperate for something only to give it up in the end. “You're so much more generous than I gave you credit for. How often would you want to see him?" "I would naturally move back to Italy, so I would probably see him two or three times a year. It is what you want, right? Less contact with me?" Sarah inhaled deeply and her brow furrowed. Two or three times a year? That was all the time Lorenzo was prepared to spend with a child who was his? Sarah opened her eyes and met Lorenzo’s gaze squarely. "Like I said before, you're being quite generous, but it's all moot anyway because I have no intention of having a baby with you!" "You're being very chil
"I thought I'd join you all for lunch." Lorenzo shrugged, nodding apologetically to a still-gaping Elisa. "May I sit down?" He indicated the sofa was Sarah occupying. "Yeah, if you may." Luke nodded, scowling. "No!" Both Elisa and Sarah yelled at the same time luke agreed. Lorenzo smiled humorlessly before choosing to ignore their vehement rejection and sitting down beside Sarah. Sarah shield as far away from him as she could, but Lorenzo chose to ignore that too. He leaned forward and placed his elbows on his spread thighs, with his large, masculine hands dangling down between his legs. He focused intently on Elisa. "How have you been, Elisa ?" he asked gently, and Sarah could sense Luke bristling. Elisa couldn't stand Lorenzo at all; she hated his coldness toward Sarah . Only Sarah’s edict that Luke and Elisa not interfere in her marriage kept Elisa civil around Lorenzo . Luke had known almost since the beginning that Lorenzo and Sarah’s marriage was troubled, and whi
Sarah tried to view her features objectively, but all she could see were too large eyes framed by long, red eyelashes, a straight nose that wasn't too big or too small, high cheekbones that sometimes made her face look gaunt when she was tired and lips that looked too big for her narrow oval face. Nothing impressive-just an ordinary face that looked tired and strained at the moment, she pushed her long hair out of her eyes and was startled when Lorenzo’s reflection appeared in the mirror behind her. "I'm going to visit Elisa," Sarah told him. "Why?" he asked sharply, and Sarah shrugged, and said nothing. "I thought..." Lorenzo hesitated and Sarah’s eyes snapped up to his face in surprise. The hesitation was so unusual in her supremely confident husband. "I thought that we could go out somewhere and have lunch together. We haven't done that in a while." "Try never," Sarah half laughed incredulously. It was a laugh filled with misery and grief, and Lorenzo’s brows beetled s
"Yes...that damned girl can't do anything right, can she?" her father suddenly grated, and Sarah’s head came up when she realized that they were talking about her. What on earth did..? "The one thing you'd expect an omega to be able to do and she botched even that." Oh God! Sarah finally understood what they had been referring to in such dry terms and she nearly doubled over in pain. "No one was to blame for what happened," Lorenzo shocked her by saying, but not for one second Sarah could believe that he actually meant it. "It was just one of those things." Lorenzo said after a pause. "Regardless," her father dismissed. "Sire an alpha on the brat and be done with it. Surely the task shouldn't be too difficult for a strapping young alpha like you? After that, you're most welcome to obtain your divorce and live happily ever after with Martina , that alpha woman of yours. 'The love of your life, that's what the press once called Sarah , right?" Martina? Sarah didn't
Sarah fell back onto the mattress, her body slick with perspiration and limp with pleasure. Spasms of her powerful release still violently racked her slender frame. Her husband, Lorenzo, had disentangled, detached, and distanced himself from her within seconds of their mutual orgasm and lay on his back beside her,his breathing heavy and ragged. Sarah turned on her side to lovingly trace Lorenzo’s profile with her eyes, yearning to touch and caress the smooth and slightly tanned skin, but she knew her touch would be rebuffed. Lorenzo’s words, the ones he always said after his climax, still hovered in the air between them and still, after all these months, hurt more than they should have. "Give me a son, Sarah..." With those five words, he killed the afterglow, destroyed the intimacy of the moment, and relegated the act into nothing more than a biological imperative. After eighteen months of the same,Sarah had finally accepted that it would never change. It wasn't an abrupt re...
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