Chapter 11ToriAfter Angelo tells everyone to leave, even Tiny and Big Ricky, I find myself alone in the living room with my new husband.God, this is not what I meant when I said I’d do anything if you’d help me out of the impossible situation with Giorgio.Angelo removes his tuxedo jacket and drapes it over the back of a couch. “Sit down, Vittoria.”I walk to the other side of the coffee table, so it’s between us, and cautiously take a seat on one of the black couches.The tree’s branches throw ominous shadows through the glass ceiling, and it makes a shiver creep up my spine.What do I do? How do I even begin to process this nightmare?Panic keeps flaring hot in my chest, and with every passing second, my dread grows.Angelo doesn’t join me immediately, but instead, he walks to a side table where a bottle of whiskey stands. He pours the brown liquid into two tumblers, and picking them up, he brings a glass to me.“Drink every drop. It will help settle your emotions.”Like he cares
Chapter 12AngeloI have one thing to take care of before I start my married life with Vittoria.Big Ricky stops the car in front of the club, and when I get out, he follows me inside.The place is buzzing with life, and music beats in the air as I head to the back.I shove the office door open and find Giorgio on his knees in the middle of the room while Eddie sits on a chair by my desk with his gun in his hand. “Mr. Rizzo,” he says with urgency, tightening his words. “I don’t have aproblem with you marrying my sister.”“Stepsister,” I correct him as I unbutton the cuffs of my dress shirt. I roll the sleeves up, then say, “This is about you beating Vittoria.”“What?” he gasps. “I don’t know what she told you, but she lied. I have never–”I lunge forward, and my fist connects so hard with his jaw that spittle flies into the air.Continuing to roll up my sleeves, I say, “I fucking memorized the vows for Vittoria because I know how important the church is to her.” My eyes flick to the
Chapter 13ToriI move as quickly as possible to change out of the dress and into Angelo’s T-shirt.I can smell his woodsy scent on the fabric, and it makes butterflies erupt in my stomach.Not being allowed to wear any underwear makes me feel even more nervous.So far, Angelo has been understanding, and I try to focus on that instead of the dangerous man everyone knows him to be.Men like him are used to taking what they want and not caring about other people's feelings, but at least he’s trying. I’m very grateful for that.He’s even hugged me, and I have to admit it helped calm my nerves a little.But my anxiety is spiking again because as soon as he comes out of the bathroom, we’ll probably have sex.Holy crap.I press my hand over my stomach, that’s in knots, and glance at the bed covered in pristine white sheets.How does he keep it so clean?God, Tori. You’re about to lose your virginity, and you’re thinking about sheets.Tonight, I’ll be naked in front of a man. For the first t
Chapter 14ToriAngelo lies down on top of me, and his weight pushes me deeper into the mattress. A groan rumbles from him as his breath coasts down my throat before he presses a kiss to my shoulder.“Fuck, your innocence is intoxicating,” he murmurs, then his teeth scrape over my skin as his mouth moves down to my breast. “I want to devour you.”A sense of fear ghosts through me, and I swallow hard on the nervous ball in my throat.His right hand skims down my side before it slips between my legs. I squeeze my eyes shut, and my face goes up in flames.Being touched for the first time, I’m unable to focus on how it feels. My emotions are too chaotic.As he parts my folds and the pad of his thumb rubs my clit, he murmurs, “Open your eyes.”When I do as I’m told, I find all his attention is focused on my face.His thumb strokes the tiny bundle of nerves between my legs, causing anticipation to build in my abdomen.A wolfish smirk tugs at his mouth, then he moves down my body until his b
Chapter 15AngeloVittoria kissing my cheek makes something shift in my chest, but the one to my neck has my control dangerously slipping.“Thank you for giving me so much attention.” I hear her take a deep breath. “Take my virginity, Angelo. I’m ready.”I used every ounce of strength I possessed to take things slow with her, but her permission shoves me over the edge.I push my left hand beneath her head, and as my fingers wrap around the back of her neck, my right hand shoots down between us.My mind is clouded with desire as I position my cock at her soaked entrance, and with untamed need, I enter her with a brutal thrust.Her pussy wraps fucking tight around me before I’m forcefully stopped by her narrow walls.I’m only a quarter of the way in, and unable to think clearly because of the intense pleasure, I pull back before forcing my cock to the hilt inside her.A satisfied groan is ripped from my chest, and my body shudders from how good she feels.Christ, nothing has ever felt t
Chapter 16ToriAngelo switches off the light before moving me onto my side and lying down behind me. He pushes an arm beneath my pillow, and the other he wraps around me, resting his forearm between my breasts.His fingers caress my throat, and I feel as he presses a kiss to my hair. In the darkness, the position feels intimate.My thoughts are overrun with everything that’s happened tonight. My emotions are all over the place, and I can’t focus on anything long enough to process it.Now that the afterglow of sex has faded, my fear and confusion have returned full force. Just because he made me feel pleasure doesn’t mean he’s suddenly a different person.Angelo is still one of the bosses of the Cosa Nostra. He’s still ruthless and violent.He’s still a stranger.The sounds in and around the mansion aren’t familiar, and I feel totally out of place lying on the expensive sheets.Even the pillow feels weird beneath my head.Angelo lets out a sigh, then his voice rumbles behind me. “What
Chapter 17ToriAfter taking a long bath and getting dressed in a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and a light cardigan, I creep out of the main bedroom.It feels like I’m trespassing.I glance over the wrought iron banister, and not seeing anyone, I sneak from bedroom to bedroom, taking a look around the mansion that’s now my home.Cautiously, I head down the stairs while my eyes flit around. The décor is modern, and everything feels expensive.When I step into the living room, I see Tiny sitting on one of the couches.His eyes snap to me, then a crooked grin forms on his face. “Morning, Mrs. Rizzo.”“Morning,” I whisper. I swallow on the dryness in my throat before asking, “Where’s the kitchen?”He points to the left. “Through there.” “Thank you.”When I step into a state-of-the-art kitchen, there’s a woman who seems to be in her late fifties or early sixties. I suck at guessing someone’s age.Her eyes flit to me, and for a very uncomfortable moment, she looks me up and down.“Morning,” I
Chapter 18AngeloJesus fucking Christ.While Big Ricky and Eddie dispose of the body, I sit down behind my desk.I rub my hand over my face as I let out an angry huff. I didn’t mean to be so harsh with Vittoria, but the call came at the worst possible time.She sounded fucking terrified.I shake my head, wondering how the fuck I’m going to get Vittoria not to fear me.Big Ricky comes back into the office. “What do you want me to do with the drugs?”“Flush them,” I mutter.Jacks, one of the bartenders, stole two grand to buy drugs, which was a stupid move on his part.Like I’ve said before, I don’t make a habit of giving second chances.My thoughts turn back to Vittoria and how scared she sounded over the phone.I’ve never done relationships before, so I’m in uncharted waters.Christ, my longest relationship is with Tiny and Big Ricky. They’re tough as nails, so I don’t have to worry about their feelings.I let out a chuckle at the ridiculous thought.Now, I have a skittish deer for a