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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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Quinn’s POV The sound of the gate breaking down and the sight of Dante, Emilio, and Josiah jumping out of the car made my heart soar. That is until the shock wears off that they’re here and the pain of being thrown into the car catches up with me. I was thrown into the backseat with the arm rest down, my stomach landing flat on it. I scream in pain, though it isn’t heard over the gunfire. It isn’t just the pain from hitting the seat with force, but it’s also the soreness from when Pablo threw me against the end table. I can’t help but curl up into myself on the seat, keening in agony.It’s when the gun shots start to ping against the car and one of the windows breaks that I realize that I can’t just curl up in the pain. I’ve got to make sure I’m safe.I move to the floor as fast as I possibly can, though my movements seem cumbersome and slow. But I finally make it into the floor, my stomach heaves with the need to retch as the pain overwhelms me.The gunshots that r
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“I – I – I had just found out. And then we had the break in and then the fight and I needed to do the gala and…” My words peter out, leaving me unsure of what else to say. I can’t tell him the truth. I can’t tell him that I was worried that he wouldn’t want me anymore after he found out that I was pregnant. Especially after he just saved me from Gabriele and brought me back. But it’s not like I think that he would have saved me if we weren’t in this married pact together. I still don’t feel like I can trust his love. As much as I want to, as much as I know that I love him even if I’m having trouble admitting it to myself, I can’t say I believe that he wants to be with me. That’s why I didn’t tell him. And why I can’t tell him the truth now. His eyebrows furrow and he opens his mouth as if to say something, but the door bursts open and everyone files back in. “What did the doctor say?” Emily immediately demands and I can’t help but see the expectant faces of everyone in t
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Dante insists on staying with me during the night. Even though we aren’t in a private space and constantly have nurses coming in and out of the room, Dante insists on sleeping in just boxers and me sleeping without the hospital gown on. “I need to feel your skin against mine, topina. I know this might be a little embarrassing with them coming in, but I need it,” he says, looking deeply into my eyes. How do you say no to that? It would take a stronger woman than me to do it. I just nod, unable to voice my assent without the possibility of my voice cracking. He leaned forward and kissed me, a sweet and thorough capturing of my mouth before he pulls back and starts to take off his clothes. He does it turned towards the chair in the corner of the room where he places his clothes. It gives me a profile view of his body and I can’t help the heat that rises in my face as my eyes take him in. From his rippled washboard stomach, to his large biceps,
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There is a beat of silence as my friends just stare at me like I’ve lost my ever-loving mind. Maybe I have. “What the ACTUAL fuck are you talking about?!” Emily demands. Each one of her words gets louder as she talks, so that at the end I’m having to cover my ears. Grayson is staring at me, his mouth wide open. “W-what – why – how did you manage to get to that conclusion?” He doesn’t get it. Neither of them do. I don’t even know that I understand this desperate, clawing, loneliness in my chest or the voice in my head telling me that he doesn’t really want me. But they are my best friends. If anyone is going to understand, it will be these two. “Once I found out that I was pregnant, I started thinking about my relationship with Dante. He didn’t want this marriage anymore than I did, but he actively fought it. Was out with other women, left me alone, and basically treated me like shit.” Neither of
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I am in the hospital for nearly a week before I’m finally allowed to come home. Dante stays with me every single night. He’s there every day. I’m in a private, deluxe suite in the hospital, so he even had someone drop by the house to bring both of us clothes and toiletries. He never leaves the hospital, leaving only to get food or to take a phone call if needed. He was there the whole time. Whispering how much he loves me. Touching me at every opportunity. Bringing me little snacks or an icepack or taking me for walks.Showing me with every action, every word that I could trust him.That he isn’t like my father or Gabriele or even like my brother Stefan, who had stood by and allowed my father to sell me off.And then at night…Well, the first few nights he just holds me to him, making sure that I feel safe. It took that long for the bleeding to completely stop. I’m fairly sure that I would have been allowed to stay at the hospital were I not married to
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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
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“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
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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
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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
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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
