“I think I’m turning into a sex addict,” she said, grinning. “I had an aversion toward sex and the topic, yet here I am. This is my third time having sex in a night.” “Just like my need overwhelms me, yours overwhelms you as well.” I entered her and began thrusting. Like the time at the dining tabl
LUCIANO Pietro’s penthouse was quieter than usual, but given the day and time, Lys should have been here. Usually, the place was filled with laughter and lit with the glimmering faces of my siblings. I surveyed the living room and the kitchen next to it; the silence smeared on the walls was bother
“Our sister is saying that I make you both unhappy.” Pietro’s brows creased at my words, but he did not say anything against it. His eyes only shifted toward Lys. I laughed. “Wow! So I guess this is what you get for wanting what’s best for your siblings.” “You don’t want what’s best for us. There’s
ROSALINE I had never been this exhausted in my entire life. Just a day with Luciano had made me so happy and it was not just because of the sex. The best part had been to watch him cook and talk about how he, Pietro and Lys used to be during their holidays, how they used to cook for their ma. I had
“I don’t know. You tell me.” I stood up and paced toward the door, but my feet halted. My fists clenched as I remembered the quarrel between Dom and Terenzio at the Arena. “Once my sister figures out why you’re doing this, we’ll all be done,” Dom had said to him. Knowing that he was okay with this
Bella cleared her throat loudly as I slid my ringing phone back into my purse and tossed it on one of the nearby benches in the aisle. I had been spending my time away from Dom, Adonis and Eros. I had never held on to my anger for long, but staying away from Dom had become easier. He had been stayi
I nodded with a pout. “True.” “The ground floor has everything you need. A spa, shower rooms, lockers and girl stuff.” Eros sat on the bench next to me. “Now, you tell me what’s going on with you?” “Me?” I rounded my eyes and answered right away, “Nothing. I’m great.” “You haven’t answered my tex
LUCIANO Something was up with Rose. She had not been restless or distracted at any of our meetings. Instead, she had been the cure for my discomposure, but today she had stayed quiet all the way, while I had driven us from Boston to Maine. She had slept half the way, and the little she talked, her
“Thank fuck, you’re here,” Pietro sounded. “She didn’t take an epidural or whatever the fuck that is.” “What?” Rose had told me about it, how it could reduce the pain. But if she had not taken it— A loud cry sounded from the other side of the door, and my breath hitched. “Luciano, you need to go
LUCIANO “Have our men withdrawn from New York?” I asked, scrolling through the articles on my laptop. “It’s been eight fucking months since the break.” The inactivity in the east and west, both Cosa Nostra and Outfit, had been very nerve-wracking. Since the dramatic outbreak between Belle and Adon
I smiled. “What do you plan?”“Do you have any plans?”“Nothing big, but I was hoping to buy a country house.” Her smile lit up. “I mean, we certainly can’t raise this kid and our future children in a penthouse. They need a proper environment, sizeable space to run around.”“Our future children? How
Luciano was at the altar, his hands behind his back, his curly, dirty-blond hair pushed back, and behind him was Pietro, dressed in a tuxedo, since he was the best man along with Rione, and Lys and Sabina were the bridesmaids.I met Luciano’s stare and every thought I had left my mind. Even with all
ROSALINEI was not sure why I was doing this. What I knew was my attempts would go in vain and I would be shattered yet again, but I had to try one last time. I had to call Dom.Standing in front of the long mirror—dressed in an off-shoulder sheath-wedding gown with netted sleeves and hair properly
“Even my extra weight?”“Yeah, even my child’s weight.” Smirking, he added, “I liked you with the pink hair. What else could you possibly want?”“Okay, my pink hair wasn’t that bad.”***“There’s a tradition we should talk about,” Luciano said, coming out of the washroom in nothing but a towel wrapp
My eyes widened. “Shit! That was you?”“Do I look that different now?” he asked with his head tilted to the side.“We were in the garden with very low-quality lighting. I did not see your face properly. You were alone, and I thought of keeping you company.”“By asking me to fetch you a drink?”I nar
ROSALINE[SIX MONTHS LATER]I doubted I would ever stay in the studio apartment, except for when I was working. The good thing about this place was it was right above my own office for wedding planning and coordination. After months of research, I was finally into it. Besides, I enjoyed planning the
“I hate it when you try to be one.”Soft laughter tore out of his throat and I licked his bottom lip. His mouth parted immediately but I had other plans. Drawing my face close to his cheeks, I kissed him and then traced my tongue down the stubble to his jawline.He closed his eyes and released a sha