VioletI didnโt know what this man was trying to do to me ,One minute he kissing me and leaving me to feel unwanted and the next heโs teasing ,he was suck a kill joy and a freak for that matter but one thing I wouldnโt let him see is my weakness .โOf course not ,Why should I be scared?โ"You should be." He bends his elbow behind his back, and when he straightens his arm the light catches a flash of silver in his hand. "Whโฆwhatโs that?"He swoops out his arm and the front of my dress loosens. I glance down to find heโs cut through the straps holding up the dress. "What did you do?""What does it look like?""Do you have to answer every question with a question?"He arches his eyebrow, then swoops out his hand again. His movements are so fast, they seem like a blur. I blink. He retreats, then surveys his handiwork. I glance down as the dress falls apart. Oh. He cut enough slashes in the front of the dress for it to literally deflate in on itself. Whoa. I glance up at his face, "Was th
AlessioShe snaps her head back, her spine curves, her lips part and she shatters. The orgasm sweeps up her body and she tenses, stretches, green eyes a tormented, coiling mass of storm clouds that boil over as she screams. I fit my mouth over hers, absorb the sound as she slumps into me. I pull out the knife, place it on the counter behind her, then tear my mouth from hers .Staring at her perfect body , A goddess, a huntress, a Beauty about to come apart on the tongue of this Beast, the one who is going to show her why she shouldnโt trust anyone so easily with her pleasure.Her entire body, seems to vibrate with tension as she grabs handfuls of my hair, and presses herself closer to where my I am eating her out. Her back bends, her breasts jiggle as she pants and gasps and throws her head back, and thatโs when I pull back. I release her, rise to my feet, grab my knife by the blade and freeze. "What did you stop?"She cracks open her eyelids and blinks, "Whโฆwhatโs wrong?"I stare at th
VioletNo this cannot be happening .I was clearly holding out some hope that he would let me go eventually. Then, I had made that stupid suggestion, as a joke, and he was supposed to laugh it off, or merely ignore it. Instead, heโd informed me thatโs his plan. Bloody hell, thatโs the last thing I want. What sane person would kidnap a person and ask them to marry him ?Of all my romantic novels I read ,this was by far a stupid non romance move.Heโd told me my father owed him. And Iโd thoughtโฆthat heโd hold me captive, probably threaten me, maybe contact Nina for some kind of ransomโฆ And, to be honest, there has been a part of me afraid to admit my ultimate fear,that he plans to kill me. Although, he could have done that a long time ago, so maybe notโฆOkay, the simmering chemistry between us could have something to do with it. It is hard to ignore. And Iโd even thought, perhaps, at some point, Iโd give in to that temptationโฆ But marriage? What the hell? Why would my jerk of a father
VioletAlessio packed day that he was talking about ,turned out to be him taking me shopping in Palermo.Weโd taken a motorboat across to the big island which Alessio had piloted, then he had guided me to a gleaming red Maserati that had been parked not far from the pier. Heโd told me to snap on my seat belt before roaring out. A half hour later, weโd walked into this gorgeous boutiqueโฆ Which had been closed off for the pleasure of the Capo, as the woman who ran the place had informed us.Sheโd taken me inside, to a large changing room, complete with a sprawling couch, a large mirror that took up one wall, and next to it, a changing cubicle, where I now stand. I run my fingers down the pale green dress that dips modestly in the front, plunges at the back, and flows in an 'A' line to just below my knees. Itโs all right, I guess. The cut is awesome, the fabric is beautiful, but the color is all wrong. I blow out a breath.How weird that heโd offered to take me shopping anyway, and after
AlessioWhat the hell is wrong with me? Why the hell canโt I keep away from her? And after what I did to her yesterday, youโd think Iโd have the decency to give her a wide berth? Apparently, not. Apparently, taking her virginity with a knife handle is not enough. Now, I have to jump her in a changing room cubicle and make her come all over my fingers.I had planned this excursion with the purpose of trying to make up, somewhat, for what I had done. Iโd thought a quick outing, doing what women seem to love most which is shopping, buying new clothes,that would take her mind off of what had happened, off of what a sick freak I am. And maybe, in some way, I hoped to make amends for what I had done. Okay I had been shamelessly trying to buy my way into her good books. The plan had been to leave her alone, to let her browse and choose the clothes she loved, but the situation had backfired on me.I hadnโt been able to wait while she changed her clothes. All I had been conscious of was that
I had taken her with the intention of making her pay her fatherโs debt. I had realized her links to the Seven make her a key asset. I should go through with my original plan of killing herโฆ Instead, here I am, contemplating marrying her. Except, I can never allow for that to be real. If, for one second, I allow myself to think of how it would be to really be married to her. My groin hardens and my heart begins to race. Iโd never be able to let go of her. Iโd, forever, have handed over my power to herโฆ And that, I cannot allow. I am my own man. I built up the authority I wield with great effort and I cannot let anything or anyone get in the way of the empire I have envisioned for myself. Itโs all I have โthe promise I made to myself that I will be the most powerful of all the Five Familiesโand I canโt stop until I have achieved that. I rise to my feet and stalk over to her. I loom behind her, and she glances up at me, "Hey, Alesso," her face lights up, "this is incredible. The warp, t
"That wasnโt too bad, was it?" "If you mean my having to forcefully kissed you on the cheek." "I need to wash out your mouth," I fix my gaze on her lips, "and itโs not going to be with water." "Whatever." She flips her hair over her shoulder, "You bore me with talk and no action, you know that?" "Are you trying to get under my skin or are you trying to get under my skin?" I slide the phone into my pocket. She tosses her head, "If that was a joke, I donโt get it." "Good," I widen my stance, "because by the time I am done with you, you wonโt be laughing." "Whatโs that supposed to mean?" She twists her fingers together, "I mean, seriously, you are worse than a B-grade Hollywood flick, Capo. Have you heard yourself lately?" I step back and her eyes send a confused signal. โWhats wrong?โ โWe are going to be late for lunch ,that is what wrongโ โLunch?โ I nod . Half an hour later, I sit across from her as she glances around the space. "Capo." Pablo walks up with his usual glower
VioletI donโt understand why he picked me to be his wife,he could have any woman he pleases and he pick me .My whole life was a blur and he made it even worse ,Why the hell should I marry him for my father debt ? Couldnโt there be another way .This guy was one hell of a mystery .I mean I do find him insanely attractive and Iโm sure he feels the same way judging by his intense stares and his jealousy .I hate myself for how my body responds to him. For how I understand those dark desires inside of him. Everything that I have tried to lock up inside of myself, from the time I had first been aware of the edginess inside of me, seems to respond to his presence. Itโs as if I canโt keep my innermost feelings hidden around him anymore. His corruption attracts the filth Iโd thought I had buried deep inside of myself.On our way back from the shopping trip, Alessio had informed me that we were getting married in three days. He had told me that he would have a dress delivered to me if I didnโt
VioletAt least, last night, he had come to bed at midnight, and I had woken up enough to wrap myself around my husband and fall asleep. Heโd kissed me tenderly, had run his hands down my body, aroused me to fever pitch, only to slip my nightgown and my panties aside and slide his fingers into me. Heโd slid down my body, eaten me out, then heโd risen over me and pinched my clit as heโd commanded me to come. And I had. I had shattered right there, and then, promptly fallen asleep, sated.It was almost noon when I woke up to find a letter on his pillow, asking me to peek out of the window. I had, and had cried out when I had seen a carโฆ Not just any car, a Maserati. A twin of hisโฆbut in black, with a red line running across its side, and wrapped up in a bow. Itโs my car. My car! OMG! I had showered, changed, eaten a late breakfast, then rushed down to examine my new toy.It is beautiful, with sleek lines that remind me of him, a color dark enough to hint at his growly personality, and a
Violet Itโs six days to the Christmas party, and I am almost done with the projects I have undertaken. My dress is done. So is the other outfit I have been working on. My morning sickness is also almost gone. And if I have to stay another day cooped up in here, I am going to go stark, raving mad. Clearly, the lack of sex is getting to him. Since our tryst on the terrace, I have not seen him at all. If he does sleep at nightโฆ It, clearly, isnโt in the bed next to me, as his side of the bed remains untouched when I awake in the mornings. He hasnโt been in the room, as far as I can tell. Which means he is sleeping somewhere else. Likely, in his office atV enom. Is he also sleeping withsomeone else there? But he said that he wasn't screwing anyone else. He wouldn't lie to me, would he? I tighten my fingers and Andy yowls in protest.He flicks out his baby claws and I yelp as he scratches me. I release him and he jumps down to the floor, then walks away with his tail high in the air. I
AlessioI draw in a sharp breath, glance at him. "What are you trying to say, Alessandro?" I say in a soft voice."Just that you are no longer Alessio, the Capo of the Cosa Nostra.""Iโm not?" I frown.He nods, "You are a husband and a father-to-be, tooโฆ Roles which you, clearly, place a lot more importance on than just being the leader of our clan."I blink, "If you mean I am neglecting my duties as the head of the clanโ""I mean that you are taking a bigger picture into view. You are looking to the future, and for the first time, you are planning with peace in mind, rather than a short-sighed chance to gain the upper hand."I rub the back of my neck, "Is that a backhanded compliment? If soโ""Itโs not a compliment. Itโs a fact." He folds his arms across his chest. "You want to ensure that you neutralize any possible threats against your family. Itโs understandable. Itโs why you went ahead and met with two of our fiercest rivals. Itโs why you didnโt breathe a word about it to anyone
Alessio "I hear your wifeโs throwing a Christmas party?" JJ Kane, the head ofThe Kane Company, tilts his head, "Thatโs the thing with women. They have to make their presence felt, donโt they?"I curl my fingers into fists at my sides. How dare he talk about her? And how the hell does he know about the Christmas Party? Invitations had only been extended to my brothers, my father and my Nonna. And yeah, Beauty had insisted that Isabelle and Aurora be included.Initially, I had refused her and she had pleaded with me. She had batted those big, green eyes at me and I had been a goner. Of course, I had agreed. Isabelle is loyal, no question. And Aurora? She knows better than to open her mouth about anything she sees and hears. Thereโs no way either of them would have spoken to anyone about the event. My brothers wouldnโt have breathed a word to anyoneโฆ Nor would Nonna. As for the Don... Well, much as I donโt trust him, given he knows that Violet is pregnant with his grandchild, not even
Violet We didn't get to the dessert, after all. After I came, he'd taken off his shirt and made me wear it over my torn dress. Then he'd scooped me up into his arms and carried me to his bedroom. We hadn't encountered anyone on the way. Not Isabelle, not Pablo. Apparently, his staff knows when to make themselves scarce. And, yep, he broke his own rule for us to have separate bedrooms. I had fallen asleep promptly. When I woke up, he was gone. I had spent the rest of that day working on my dress, with Andy for company. Oh, also I'd moved my things into his room, and he hadn't said anything. It might be because I didn't see Alessio all that day, or for that matter, on any of the days that followed our reconciliation. Isabelle mentioned to me that he has been deep in negotiations with rival clans to restore some semblance of peace in the country. This means that the security around the house has been tripledโฆ Or so she tells me. Not that I can tell the difference. For all practical
AlessioThis woman... The things she says... She never ceases to surprise me. I grip her shoulders to pull her up and she wraps her arms around my neck. "I mean it, Ales," she murmurs, "I want you inside me, one way or the other.""I donโt want to hurt you." I wrap a strand of her gorgeous hair around my fingers, "Right now, your comfort is more important than anything else to me.""And I already told you that I want you."I peer into her face, take in her flushed features, her gaze wide with anticipation; those green eyes stare back at me and in them is a look of feverish need. I wrap my fingers about the back of her nape and bring her forehead to mine, "Any other time, if you werenโt pregnant, Iโd not deny this to you, but right now, given your condition, itโs not something I can give you.""Alessio," she pleads, "this is no time for an attack of conscience."I laugh, "Trust me, if it were up to me, Iโd be inside you so often you wouldnโt be able to walk straight, but this is not ju
Violet "Dessert?" I blink rapidly. "Is Pablo going to serve us dessert?""He offered to make dolce for us, but I told him to wait. Weโll have it after.""After?" My cheeks heat, "After what?""After..." He lifts me up onto the table, then pushes my legs apart. The dress Iโm wearing is pushed up to above my knees. He slides his fingers up my thighs, and I try to squeeze them together."Relax," he murmurs, "I am going to make this so good for you."Thatโs what I am afraid of.I peer at him from between my eyelashes. "I thought you werenโt going to shag me?""Doesnโt mean I canโt pleasure you," his eyes gleam, "while I feast on you."A pulse flares to life between my legs. It mirrors the beat of my heart, the thud-thud-thud of the blood roaring in my ears as he rises to his feet. Without taking his gaze off of mine, he leans over and shoves the rest of the crockery aside. The dishes and remaining cutlery hit the ground with a crash that sweeps through me. He eases me onto my back, then
Violet "This is where weโre having dinner," he murmurs as he lowers me into a chair. I take in the crisp white table cloth that covers a table that has been set with silverware for two. The alcove is sheltered from the breeze by a screen on one side. The view itself is undisturbed though, and I glance out at the sea that stretches out into the distance. A cool breeze tugs at my hair. I tuck the strands behind my ear, turn back to the table arrangement. Thereโs a vase in the center of the table with one single perfectly formed black rose, the edges of the petals a blood red. Itโs a perfect bloom, unlike anything I have ever seen. He reaches for a blanket that has been placed on a stool by the side. He places it over my lap, then tucks it at the sides. "How does that feel?" "Good," I murmur. "Not too cold? Not too warm?" He nods toward the patio heater, "Should I turn that off?" "No," I pat the edge of the blanket, "I am comfortable, as is." "Good." He reaches for a napkin, shakes
Alessio I walked into the room to find beauty and fabian glancing in my direction, and the expression on her face is laced with guilt. I prowl toward her and she tips up her chin. "Were you talking about me, Beauty?" I murmur and she huffs."My every conversation is not about you.""What were you two talking about, then?""None of your business.""Everything about you is my business," I pause in front of her, "and youโd do best not to forget that."Fabian clears his throat, and I shoot him a sideways glance."We were discussing the Christmas bash," he explains."Is that right?" I turn to her, "That whatโs got you tied up in knots, huh?""Exactly," she snickers, "Iam the one tied up in knots." She exchanges a glance with Fabian who chuckles."Sheโs been worried about finding a DJ for the party. Itโs why I offered my services.""Youโre going to DJ?" I scowl."Sure," he raises a shoulder, "itโs no biggie. I did it at many of the parties during my university days.""And here I thought y