Matteo said looking at Dante and he saw his eyes darken, ‘You think it is that easy do you? Drag her to my bed and take her by force if she refuses me again?’ Matteo sat up and looked straight at the Don his eyes never wavering, ‘It’s what you would do with any other woman Boss.’ He replied succinctly and Dante sighed again, ‘I know Matteo, I know but Gabriella is different to all those other women, she’s so, well, she’s special and I fully intend to marry her when she is older, maybe twenty or twenty one.’ Matteo’s mouth fell open in shock,
Gabriella lay still beside Dante, she was fighting not to cry, he always had this effect on her and she hated herself because she could not refuse him. He knew it too, he only had to kiss her or touch her and she melted into his arms and let him take her and claim her every single time. She stiffened as he propped himself onto his elbow and lifted her chin, ‘No more ignoring me little Princess, I will not allow it, you are mine and you will share my bed every night. When I go out you will come with me as my woman, soon I will put a ring on your finger then the world will know you belong to me.’ He caught her chin and looked into her wide emerald eyes his brilliant cyan blue ones glittered possessively,
Gabriella groaned and tried to roll onto her belly to stand up but pain flared through every limb and she curled into a ball whimpering. ‘Hey, hey, what the fuck, are you okay?’ ‘I, I don’t know, everything hurts.’ He acted on instinct scooping her up and carrying her to his car then laying her gently on his back seat flinching as she cried out softly when her body connected with the fabric. Not waiting for permission he ran his hands over her small body looking for any injuries, she whimpered but did not cry out just looked up at him with terrified emerald green eyes.
He dropped the pan he was holding with a loud crash as it hit the floor making her jump and sit back ready to run fear clouding her features once more. Instantly he was apologetic, ‘I’m so sorry, I did not mean to scare you but I am sure you just said you do not like pasta?’ Gabriella eyed him warily not sure of how he was going to react but she still nodded her head, ‘That’s right, I can’t stand the stuff, just the smell of it turns my stomach and if I try to eat it …’ She had to place her hand over her mouth as she dry heaved, this girl was genuine pasta made her sick, he could not help the loud guffaw that left his lips, ‘This is priceless, you have been living in Sicily, that is just like Italy, the home of pasta, where it is eaten with practically every single meal and you do
She snarled back at him unafraid and furious at the accusation on her dead mother's behalf and the man dared to laugh, ‘Oh yes, look at that fire, you are her daughter, you have her temper to match all that beautiful hair.’ She cried out in shock when he wrapped her red/gold locks around his fist and tugged her head back sharply, ‘Where did you hide little Maldini? Who protected you? How on earth did Dante find you and claim you?’ She stared into cold grey eyes and defiantly remained silent his eyes flashed and he leaned closer, ‘No matter, your Master, Don Dante will pay a pretty penny to have your ‘safe’ return, no doubt.’ He turned to his guards,
‘Little fucking bitch.’ His father spoke in English as he stepped forward and slapped her hard across the face, ‘I should have you whipped for that.’ He snarled but Massimo lifted her over his shoulder, ‘No, padre, ha sofferto abbastanza per causa nostra. Non è giusto biasimarla per le trasgressioni dei suoi genitori, lei nemmeno le conosceva, aveva pochi mesi quando fu portata in Inghilterra. Non ti permetterò di farle ulteriormente del male.’ [No father, she has suffered enough at our hands. It is not fair to blame her for her parent's transgressions, she did not even know them, she was a few months old when she was taken to England.
She glared at him her emerald eyes dancing with hate, ‘Esatto, mostrami che vero uomo sei, dopo tutto, solo un vero uomo legherebbe una donna e la violenterebbe.’ [That’s right show me what a real man you are, after all, only a real man would tie a woman down and rape her.] She said looking straight into his eyes challenging him unafraid and it made him hesitate, ‘What the fuck was he doing?’ He asked himself in surprise, he had never raped a woman in his life nor had he ever struck a woman he had been so determined not to become like his father. Now he stared at the stunning beauty cuffed and helpless on his bed, he wanted her so bad
Hot breath breathed against her neck as she struggled up from the depths of sleep, ‘Open your legs baby, let me give you what you need.’ A deep sexy voice implored her, she knew that voice, even as her legs moved of their own violation and then he was in and she gasped out loud, his cock was huge and it stretched her so she could feel every ridge and vein. Her eyes sprang open and she tried to pull away but Massimo held her tightly moving slowly in an out of her tight pussy, ‘Fuck little hell-cat you feel so damn good.’ He groaned in her ear then bit the lobe making her arch up with pleasure, ‘You like being bit don’t y