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The water is warm and a beautiful opaque azure blue. It’s so quiet and peaceful beneath the surface. Josiah, Dante, and our instructor—a young Polynesian man named Kaipo—are in the water with me, but it’s so still down here, I could easily imagine I’m alone.Sound becomes more of a movement in the water; I can feel when a fish—or one of the men—gets close to me.Rather than traditional snorkeling, Kaipo taught us how to use small air tanks so we could explore for longer. It makes a huge difference. No need to keep surfacing, no need to rush. I can just breathe and drift.I took what Dante said to heart about wearing something he’d jerk off to. I didn’t go with one of my more revealing suits—needed something I could move in without flashing the entire reef—but that didn’t mean I didn’t tease a little. All of my suits show something, and this one? High-cut Brazilian bottoms and a top with just enough coverage over my cleavage… but with a cheeky cutout under the curve of my breasts.When
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Dante doesn’t stop touching me the entire way back to the house. On the boat, in the car, even walking through the front door—his hand stays on the small of my back, or my shoulder, or curled around my side, tucking me close.He keeps stealing glances at me, too. Quick, sidelong looks like he needs the reassurance of seeing me. Of making sure I’m still here, still breathing.Honestly? I don’t mind it. The chill that crept over me when he said my oxygen tank had been tampered with is still lodged deep in my spine. His touch is the only thing keeping me grounded—keeping the edge of panic from taking over.The entire ride is quiet. Kaipo is still unconscious from Josiah’s punch. Josiah is focused on driving. I’m lost in my own thoughts, and Dante is brooding, holding his emotions in a chokehold.But when we step out of the car, I see it—the tension he’d kept hidden. The rage simmering just below the surface.He guides me inside with care, Josiah following with Kaipo thrown over his should
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Dante took amazing care of me. He washed and conditioned my hair, massaging my scalp with slow, tender movements. He even washed my back—but stopped there.“I’m holding on by a thread, cara mia. I can’t touch you any more than this,” he groaned into my ear.I hid my smirk and moved away to finish washing myself.Then he pulled me back, his voice a gentle rumble in my ear. “Rilassati, cara mia. Sono qui per te.” (Relax, my dear. I’ve got you.)I closed my eyes, letting his hands glide softly up and down my arms. But the moment of peace didn’t quiet the question still gnawing at me.“Why is this happening?” I asked quietly. “Who’s after me—and what do they want?”Dante rested his cheek on top of my head. “I don’t know, cara. It’s only been threats until now. I don’t think they were trying to kill you—but they definitely wanted to scare you. I just can’t figure out if it’s about your family, my father… or me.”I tensed. “My family? Why would anyone be after my family?”He sighed. “Your f
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Our next few days in Bora Bora are mostly spent near the villa. Dante refuses to take chances with my safety after what happened.Josiah found out that someone had called the dive shop that organized our tour. They’d offered a disgusting amount of money to ensure I received the tank with the least amount of air.Let me be clear: this wasn’t quite the life-or-death situation Dante and Josiah are making it out to be. Yes, it was scary—but I had plenty of time to surface, even without their help. The tank’s alarm gave me ample warning.Still, it’s the intent that rattled me. That someone wanted to scare me—or worse. And considering everything else that’s been happening… it hit harder than I expected.Dante’s been... kind. Very different from the arrogant playboy I first met.It’s seductive. Addicting. And really, really dangerous.I try to tamp down the attraction that’s always simmered between us, try to guard myself against this tender, protective side of him I didn’t expect. But every
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I hate that our “honeymoon” was marred by the air tank incident, because honestly? It’s been one of the best times of my life.Dante is actually decent company. He’s funny, attentive, and a surprisingly good conversationalist. Well-read, well-traveled… not at all the playboy caricature I’d expected.Even though the tank situation was terrifying, Dante took my mind off it without pandering or lying. He didn’t downplay it—he just helped me feel safe.Today’s our last day in Bora Bora. Our plane leaves tonight. The house staff are packing our bags, and Dante and I are taking a final glass-bottom boat tour of the islands. Unsurprisingly, Josiah is driving. He’s led most of our excursions, usually paired with another guard.Today, that second guard is one of the younger ones—Michael. It’s his first trip with the Luciano family, which means he’s got to be very good at what he does. I’ve tried to get to know all the guards a little, since we spend so much time together, but Michael is rather
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We’ve been home for two days, unpacking and recovering from jet lag. Today is my first day at the new offices—the Luciano branch of the business.I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. I used to be in charge of talent acquisition at Rothschild’s Reads. Now I’m overseeing multiple departments: editing, e-book operations, and talent acquisition. It’s a lot. And all of it is under the watchful eye of the Don—the most powerful and terrifying man in New York.And I have no illusions. If I fail him—daughter-in-law or not—I’ll be held accountable.I dress in one of my favorite power suits: a kelly green three-piece with a cropped top underneath. Gold earrings. A simple chain necklace. Black Louis Vuitton heels. My hair left down and a bold red lip.I feel like a fucking force of nature.I sweep out of my room and into the kitchen, where Mrs. Hughes is waiting. I’d left a note on the counter last night asking for a fruit cup, an egg white and spinach roll-up, and coffee to go. I want to be i
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It’s been about a week since I started my new position at the Luciano side of Rothschild’s Reads.I thought it was strange that Don Luciano insisted on keeping my family name as the company’s headliner—until I realized they needed it for legitimacy.Seems I’m not the only thing my father whored out.I haven’t spoken to Dante since that first morning back. At first, I chalked it up to conflicting schedules. I was busy adjusting to the new role. But after a few days? Yeah… he was clearly avoiding me.Whatever. Honestly, it’s a relief. One less thing to worry about.Don Luciano gave us a break from family dinners this week—our little “honeymoon grace period,” he said. So on Saturday evening, I convinced Mrs. Hughes to let me cook and invited Emily over.“Girl, this place is…” Emily says as she steps inside, eyeing Dante’s sleek penthouse.“Sterile? Heartless? Like a mausoleum?” I offer, leading her to the kitchen where I’m finishing a shrimp and scallop pasta.She laughs, the sound echoin
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I don’t know how we make it to Dante’s bedroom. All I know is the feeling of his mouth on mine and his hands touching me everywhere. It’s overwhelming—and so pleasurable that I can’t help but get lost in it. I’ve wanted this man ever since our first kiss at our wedding, and no amount of battery-powered orgasms has made the need for him go away.I should stop this. I know I should. But it feels too damn good. And per our contract, we’re going to be fucking in a matter of days anyway.Might as well get used to it, right?That’s what I tell myself to hide the simple truth: I just fucking want him.In his bedroom, Dante kicks the door closed behind us and spins me around, pressing me up against it. His hands are under my shirt, cupping my breasts, teasing my nipples through the thin fabric of my bra.He tastes like fine scotch and mint, and man. His hands are rough, callused in a way that scrapes deliciously across my skin. He nips at my lips, pulling a gasp from me and opening my mouth w
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Back in Bora Bora. The water. The fire. The man I love.Dante chases me into the ocean—not that I can get very far. Or want to.He’s stripped off everything, tossing his clothes in a careless heap on the sand. The last thing I see flying is his Versace watch, sailing somewhere in the general direction of his pants.Then he’s sprinting into the water after me.I make it to about hip-deep before Dante catches me.“Fuck, cara mia, you’re so sexy,” he growls, his hands immediately on me. He starts with my stomach—tender, reverent—before sliding down to my ass to yank me against him, then up to my breasts, cupping them through the water. “I need you.”“You have me, baby,” I murmur, teasing. “What are you gonna do with me now that you’ve caught me?”He chuckles darkly. “Anything I want.”His hand fists in my hair, pulling just enough to tilt my head back. Then his mouth crashes onto mine, full of heat and dominance.God, I love when he takes control like this. It melts me, makes me ache to g
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