Seducing the Don

Katya

Escaping from the harsh reality was only fleeting, and brought a temporary relief.

But when it made Ferrara so worked up that the sexual tension between us thickened more than the heat emanating from this club, then it was all totally worth it.

He had been cursing beneath his breath from the moment we stepped into the club,

And I couldn't deny that having his hands on me, and that possessive streak in his eyes were added advantage.

Right now, as we made it to the casino table, I was fully aware of the fury reverberating through his muscles.

I stiffened the smile on my lips, power enriching my blood.

Four pairs of eyes fell on us as soon as we got to the table, alternating between ravishing me visually and gulping in Ferrara like he was their breath of fresh air.

I leaned closer to him instantly, wrapping my fingers around his biceps possessively.

Ferrara's eyes darted towards me, a knowing smug smirk exchanged between us.

His pupils seemed to say, 'now you see how that feels.'