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Yours On The Dotted Line Chapter 74
I can’t stand being in this room any longer! After Gabriele had locked me in here AGAIN, the only other person that I saw was Rebecca when she brought in my food tray and then came back to pick it up. I had eaten everything on the tray. It would do me no good to pass out while I’m trying to get out of here. Placing a protective hand over my stomach, I think that I also have to keep my baby safe. What I do know is comprised of two things: 1) I have to get to Dante and warn him about the danger he and his family are in and 2) To do that, I have to get the hell out of here. Now! I could try to find a phone, but that just risks me sticking around in the open for too long. It’s too easy to get caught. I’d do better to spend my time getting keys and a car. I can call from a business on the road. Now I just have to find a way out of here. I know that people think rich kids attend posh schools where ever
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Dante’s POV Two days. Two fucking days without her smile. Without her laughter. Without the light that she brings to my world. Quinn’s been gone for two days and we’re no closer to finding her. We don’t even know who has her. Scratch that. We have no proof her has her. I know in my gut that it’s Reina. He was all over her and made no qualms about wanting her back, even with me standing in the room with him. I know that he has her. But without proof, there is nothing that I can do about it. There is no way that we can just walk into enemy turf and demand to know where my wife is. That’s a declaration of war. And without knowing that Quinn is safe, there’s nothing I can do. Even my contacts inside the Reina organization are coming up short. They’re saying the Gabriele has been gone for three days and they don’t know where he is, lining up with the timeline that Quinn was taking. But this isn’t abnormal for th
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Dante’s POV “What do you mean the don of the Reina family is your father’s best friend?” You would think that with as much rage as I’m feeling, I would be screaming. But I’m not. My voice is quiet. Soft. Almost conciliatory. I think I’m in shock. Stefan gives me a pained look, his knuckles white as he grips the edge fo the marble counter we are sitting at. I can tell that he doesn’t want to say this, that he knows how dangerous his next few words could be. Taking a deep breath, he begins. “My father and Giuseppe Reina were in the Army together as young men just out of high school. My father didn’t come from a rich family, in fact his father was a coal miner in Pennsylvania and his mother worked in a local grocery store. If my father wanted an education, he had to go into the military to get it. “Giuseppe, as you probably know, was the second son of the Reina family. His brother was much older than him, ne
Yours On The Dotted Line Chapter 77
Dante’s POV I’ll say this for my father, when shit goes sideways, he handles it like a fucking pro. He had been beyond pissed when I told him everything that Stefan had said. He had been especially livid when I told him about Pablo stealing Quinn and how I was certain that it was the Reinas that were behind it. And then he’d been on top of it, having his men in the three states where Julian Rothschild had been seen over the past week: New York, Connecticut, and Massachusetts. Luckily, there aren’t many casinos in any of these states and my father seems to have his fingers in all of them. Within an hour he gave me a call back. “The most recent place that he’s been was Plainridge Park Casino. The owner is some unimportant relation to your mother’s aunt’s cousin or some shit like that. He was more than happy to help us out and got video of the fucker. He’s willing to bring in the waitress and the dealer for the poker table he was sitting at.
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Quinn’s POV I’ve been here a week now. So much has happened and yet I feel like I’m living the same day over and over again, like some fucked up version of the movie Groundhog’s Day.Within an hour after Pablo had been killed, his body was removed and a doctor was here to check on me. I was badly bruised from the fall, but not far enough along that it would hurt the baby. The confirmation of my pregnancy seemed to piss Gabriele off so much that he stormed out of the room. The door that he slammed behind him hit it so hard that the frame splintered and the door bounced, the knob hitting the wall hart enough to dent it.I was so scared that he would take it out on me and the baby that I hooked a chair under the doorknob of the bedroom so that it would be harder for him to get in and then slept in the locked bathroom with a heavy table pushed against the door.I heard the doorknob jiggle at one point during the night, the chair scrape against the floor slightly, but it he
Yours On The Dotted Line Chapter 79
Dante’s POV We knew that it was the Reinas from interrogating Julian. We knew from the GPS in the car that Julian was in that he had been staying at a hotel and had gone to several different places in a 100-mile area going all the way up into Vermont. We knew that Pablo was fucking shit up for us with the shipments and drugs. We knew everything that had been going on. Except for where Quinn is. “Get back here to the city,” my father demands of me on the phone. “No! We’re so close, Padre. We’ll track her down directly from the spots that Rothschild stopped. I can’t just leave her here. Who knows what the fuck Reina will do!” I’ve never gone against my father’s wishes. Never. I even married a woman that I didn’t know based on what he demanded of me. But I can’t do this. I can’t leave her. “I understand, son. But I’ve requested a meeting with Giuseppe, which he’s granted. If you turn ar
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Quinn’s POV I’m woken up by a frantic Gabriele shaking my arm. He must have used a key to get into the room because I definitely locked the door before I went to sleep last night. “Quinn! Wake up! You have to get dressed. Now!” He’s nearly screaming and I can easily see the panic in his eyes. “W-what?” I ask prying my eyes open. “What’s going on?” “They know where we are. We only have a little while before they get here. And we need to be long gone before that,” he says, wrenching the blankets off of me and pulls my arm to get me out of bed. I nearly fall to the floor with the force of his pulling on me and my general lack of coordination since I just woke up. “Gabriele! Calm the fuck down! You’re going to hurt me. Who knows where we are? Who’s coming?” I ask. I try to temper my hope that he’s talking about Dante. It could be tons of different people. I don’t want to get my hopes up only for them to be dashed b
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Dante’s POV The second that Giuseppe Reina told me where to find the spot where he would send Gabriele when his mental illness would overtake him, I started towards the car. I didn’t care about Julian. I didn’t care about the rival don standing next to me and knowing that Quinn is my biggest weakness. I just need to get my wife, my love, my everything back. “Dante! Wait!” the don calls to me. I turn towards him, energy fairly vibrating through my body. “I know that my son has people working for him in my organization. It won’t take long for him to be warned. Take my helicopter. It’ll get you there faster,” Giuseppe tells me. I stare into the older man’s eyes. There, I see two things: sadness and resolve. He knows exactly what’s going to happen to his son. He’s agreed to it. He doesn’t like it, but he agrees that it has to happen. Gabriele has been a problem for the family for years. This time, though, it isn’t something that they can send him to Italy f
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Yours On The Dotted Line Author's Note
Hey friends!Thank you so much for reading Yours On the Dotted Line. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.If you are interested in what I listen to while I’m writing, you can find my playlist “Creative Juices” on Spotify. I love all different kinds of music, so there's a little something for everyone.I write all different kinds of books. If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms:GoodNovel:Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)Love in the Time of Quarantine: 4 short stories that look at what happens when you are stuck with someone you didn’t expect during quarantine. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)Dissonance and Harmony: The story of a high school girl who has to face her rapist at his sentencing hearing and deal
Yours On The Dotted Line Epilogue - Chapter 6
“DANTE!” I literally scream as my fingers curl into his hair, holding his mouth against me as I ride his face. His mouth has latched onto my clit, sucking and tugging at it, while his hand turns upward, his fingers making a ‘come hither’ gesture. I have never squirted with any other man and I’ve only done it a few times when my need for Dante is almost all consuming. It feels very different from a regular orgasm, the pressure building up almost as if you have to pee. But the release is so fucking good. It leaves me limp, like a rag doll. And it soaks everything. Especially if it is the first orgasm. From the way that Dante’s fingers are pressing at and rubbing on my g-spot, he wants me limp and happy when he enters me. There is something to be said for allowing a man to have his way with you. However he wants you. He moans into me, the vibrations causing me to clench around his fingers and I know that I am close. Can feel the wave starting to
Yours On The Dotted Line Epilogue - Chapter 5
Dante chases me into the ocean, not that I can actually go very far. Or want to. He’s quickly gotten all of his clothes off and has thrown them onto the sand. The last thing that I see flying off is his Versace watch, thrown somewhere in the direction of his pants. Then he’s running into the water after me. I make it until I’m about hip deep in the water before Dante catches me. “Fuck, cara mia. You’re so sexy,” he says as his hands move all over my body, starting with my stomach, move down to my ass to pull me close to him, and up to my tits. “I need you.” “You have me, baby. What are you gonna do with me now that you have me?” I ask him. He chuckles darkly. “Anything I want.” He grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling back just hard enough that my head is tipped up toward him. Dante takes my lips with his, completely dominating my mouth. I love this. I love when he takes complete and utter contr
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“Mama! I want to go play in the pool! Let me go!” Freddie is squirming everywhere in my arms, trying to get down and run out of the kitchen door into the backyard of the Luciano estate. Ok, I can’t say that I blame him. I’ve been holding him for about five minutes, not quite ready to let him go. “Topina, you have to let him go. We’re going to miss our flight,” Dante whispers along my shoulder, the vibration causing shivers to go down my spine. “You on the plane,” I say with a pout. “What’s the point of owning the plane if you can’t leave when you want to?” But I understand what he’s saying. I need to let Freddie go. It’s just that this is the first time that I will have spent more than a weekend away from my boy and he was always just down the road with Grayson and Rocco or Emily and Josiah or at Dante’s parents’ house. This will be the first time that I can’t just hop in the car and get to him if he needs me. I watch as Freddi
Yours On The Dotted Line Epilogue - Chapter 3
After my spa day with Bianca, I went to Freddie’s pre-school to pick him up at the end of the day. He runs out and directly into my arms. “Mommy! Mommy! I’m so excited!” he cries as I pick him up and squeeze him tight. I’m not going to be able to pick him up much longer. At four months pregnant, my OBGYN would probably be apoplectic over the fact that I’m carrying him right now. But it’s something that I know I’m going to miss and have decided that I’m going to carry him until my anniversary in a week, when I’ll have hit the five-month mark. Yes, it’s an arbitrary time, but I it’s the decision I made and I’m going to stick with it. “Hello, amore. How was your day at school? What has you so excited?” I ask him, turning and carrying him to the car. Josiah clucks his tongue as he sees me carrying Freddie in my arms, but he doesn’t say anything. He knows from experience with his own wife having been pregnant that you don’t fight with a mother-t
Yours On The Dotted Line Epilogue - Chapter 2
When I first met Bianca, I thought that she was stuck up, petty, and materialistic. I would have thought that she would want a black-tie affair without children in the most expensive and exclusive place in New York. Now that I really know my sister-in-law, nothing could be further from the truth. Yeah, the girl loves to shop and she was never seen anywhere without her red bottomed shoes and Kate Spade bag. But when it came to what is important to her, family was the name of the game. “Honesty, Quinn, I would love to just go down to City Hall with the family and then go out to dinner. But you know Papà won’t allow that,” she groans. It’s been a month since my brother had proposed and, even though Emilia has tried to get Bianca to start planning the wedding, Bianca has steadfastly put her mother off. Today, Bianca and I are having a spa day. We’ve already had facials and massages and are in the process of pedicures before we get mani
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Three years later… “Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Freddie! Happy Birthday to you!” My beautiful little boy, Frederico “Freddie” Dante Luciano, is turning three years old today. Here we are, surrounded by family and friends and sugar high toddlers, in a place that I never thought that we would make. Of course, the second the we finish singing and Freddie blew out his candles, he immediately shoved his hand into the cake, screaming, “It’s chocolate cake! Mommy got me chocolate cake!” “Oh, Freddie! That was for everyone. You can’t put your hands in it,” I scold him. “You say that like you don’t have two other cakes in the kitchen, cara mia. Let the boy enjoy his cake,” Dante tells me as he wraps his arm around my shoulder and kisses my head. “Then you can be the one to put him to bed tonight,” I tell Dante to loud laughs from Emily who is holding her and Josiah’s two-year-old
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Rocco looks at me, completely gobsmacked. “W-w-what do you mean?” I roll my eyes. “Do you really think Grayson wouldn’t tell me everything? Especially after I caught the two of you fucking the bathroom! Why are you keeping my best friend a secret?” “I’m not!” Rocco cries, though it is very obvious that neither of us believe him. I don’t even dignify that with a response. I just fold my arms over my very full breasts and stomach and glare at the man. “I’m not ashamed of being with Grayson!” he insists, eyes wide. “I just…” Rocco’s words peter out like he isn’t sure how to explain. I look around the room that we’re in and realize that it’s an office. Good. I can’t stand for long with the baby being this big and sitting on my hips. Makes my legs numb. Grabbing a seat, I watch my brother-in-law begin to pace as he tells me what’s going on. “My family knows that I’m gay. I came out to Bianca and Dante when
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“It started right after Dante found you and we all were basically meeting up at the hospital,” Grayson tells me. We’re sitting in the front of Dante and my car. Grayson hasn’t looked at me since we sat down. I can tell that he’s worried about how I’ll react to the story. That in and of itself makes me sad. That he thinks that I wouldn’t be there for him. That I wouldn’t be happy for him. “At first, we just happened to be at the hospital at the same time. I noticed that Rocco took his coffee the same way I did, so I started picking up coffee for the both of us. And then he started grabbing pastries for us. Somehow one thing led to another and we ended up in a heavy make out session, dry humping against the alley wall of a café.” “And you weren’t going to tell anyone?” I ask. “Didn’t you think that we would be happy for you?” “It’s not that...” he sighs. “At first, we kept quiet because of everything that was going on with your ki
