“I still can’t believe you’re alive. It feels like a Déjà vu,” he said, moving back and forth in the room. Pushing his brown hair back, he yelled, “It’s even more painful to know that my father and my son have kept it from me for ten fucking years.” "They're my nonno and my cousin, too," I murmured
BELLA I feared fainting in front of Luciano De Luca. His name made my heart drum as if I was still sixteen. I kept glancing at my phone frequently, still wondering why neither Adonis nor Dom nor Ros had texted me back. Ros had agreed to stay here and plan the wedding with me, since Fabiola didn’t
Dante didn’t push me. He just stood beside me with his hands behind his back and gaze filled with understanding. I needed courage, and while gathering that, I listened. “If Belle is still alive, then the arrangement between me and Fabiola is practically void.” There was desperation in Luciano’s ton
“I’ve wanted you as a wife for as long as I can remember, Belle, and as far as I remember, you wanted the same,” he said and instantly snapped his eyes shut, regretting having said it out loud. “You only want me because you love the idea of having me, almost like every other man who looks at me, be
BELLA Adonis stalked toward me and possessively put a hand around my waist. Leaning in, he whispered, “I’m sorry I’m late.” He pecked my cheeks before meeting Luciano’s gaze once again. “I guess we should settle whatever matter we have right now because I would like to take my wife home after this.
Dom’s frown deepened. “You’re being absurd. It’s not the end of the fucking world, Rosaline Guerra. If our pa were here, you would’ve been married long ago.” “That’s the reason I never liked him,” she bit out. “And look at you, you’re here standing on the same high, mighty ground as him.” “I hate
ADONIS Isobel went upstairs to her room, leaving me and Alessia with the godfather. Something bothered her and I couldn’t guess what. I had been too worried by Dom and Ros’s arguments to have focused on Isobel’s shakiness. I pulled my attention to the aged man seated on the recliner. Giuseppe Ross
“She’s a Rossi.” “I know.” “I trust you with my cousin, Vitale. Hell, even with my niece. Thus, I want you to make a deal with me.” I cocked a brow. “What deal?” “That my cousin and niece be free to come to Chicago whenever they want,” he blurted. “I know we’re in a line of business where no one
“I should’ve killed that kid when I caught hold of Durant. That fucking bastard! Even his son isn’t any less,” Julian groaned. “He’s just a kid,” I murmured under my breath. That was what I believed. Aleksandr was a kid whose father had done terrible things and got taken away from him. He could no
BELLA Checking up on Fabi and Mamma one last time, I headed downstairs. The events had shaken everyone today. I knew I had nothing to reassure them with, not until Adonis and Matteo were back. Dante and Julian, the enforcer, were on the couch, faces smeared with tension. Julian’s phone buzzed, and
“Bombs,” someone yelled out. We lowered ourselves under the table while Adonis and his men pulled their guns out. Many men and women rushed toward the exit, trying to save their lives. I pulled Alessia closer to me and Mamma let out a heavy gasp and peeked her head out from under the table. “Don’t
“He had huge muscles and there were tattoos on his hands.” He pointed at the back of his hand. “He looked scary.” I couldn’t help but laugh at the look on his face. So pure and innocent. “You have nothing to fear,” I assured him and he stepped out of the room. “You’re the new bride.” “I am.” Ther
BELLA The outdoor reception was Ros’s idea. She loved the sight of string lights and candles, decorating almost every part of the bamboo ceiling and poles, giving the venue a light yellow touch amidst all the whites and blues. The only part I hated was that she wasn’t here to bear through the eveni
“You taste,” I scraped my teeth just below her clit and she moaned loudly, “so fucking delicious.”***BELLAOh, God! This was too much. I was riding his face, desperate to match the movements of his tongue. I wanted to hide my face in a blanket, worried about how this overwhelming need looked on me
“So hot.”There was a mix of lust, hunger and desperation in her eyes that sent blood rushing all the way to my cock strained against the harsh materials of my briefs. I pushed my hand underneath the waistband of her panties, down the mound of her sex covered in a small scruff and held her in a tigh
ADONISHelena made her way to her daughter, pulled her aside and said something to her, which made both of them laugh. They exchanged a hug and then Bella’s eyes were on me. She gave a little jerk, asking me why I was looking at her. Only if I could tell her why. She was the most beautiful woman to
I released her hand, cupped her cheeks and pressed my lips on hers, making sure everyone saw who she belonged to, who had her for the life ahead, and who would protect her if they ever thought of hurting her. I would always be there with her. As her husband. As her protector. As everything she dese