Semua Bab The Boss Bride : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Alessio She disappears over the edge and my heart slams against my rib cage. I see sparks behind my eyes. No, this can’t be happening. I propel my body through the undergrowth, thrust out my arm. My fingers graze her skin and I grab at her wrist. Hold. She screams, and the sound is torn away by the wind. "I’ve got you." Her body dangles, sways. One of her pumps slips off her foot. She screams again, and the blood thuds at my temples, at my wrists. The weight of her body drags me forward.No, no, no, I am not going to let her die. No way, am I ready to go over the edge either.I dig the toes of my shoes into the ground, hook them around a protuberance and come to a halt. Stay there for a beat, another. Sweat streams down my forehead, down my nose. She glances up at me as the moisture trails down to splash onto her cheek. She blinks, her green eyes dilated with terror, her pupils so large, I can see myself reflected in them. "I am not letting you go. "P…promise?" Her chin quivers a

Alessio"What the hell do you think you are doing ?" She said in a shrill voice. "Why did you get into bed with me?"Good question. Something that I’m also questioning to myself, since I swore that I wouldn’t bed her until we are married. Not something I am going to let her know. Especially since I haven’t told her what my plans are for her yet, either. Why am I so hesitant? Since when have I needed a woman, or anyone else for that matter, to be willing before deciding to go through with a plan. Nothing stops me from marrying her without her consent. Hell, nothing stops me from sleeping with her without her consent, either. And ultimately, I am going to marry her, whether she agrees to it or not. So why does it feel so important that she submit to her fate willingly?I don’t know why I crave her so much and really want her to marry me .Why do I need her to feel something more than the resentment she so clearly bears for me?Her body feels like a submission to me, her will in subjugat

AlessioShe snaps her head back, her spine curves, her lips part and she shatters. The orgasm sweeps up her body and she tenses, stretches, green eyes a tormented, coiling mass of storm clouds that boil over as she screams. I fit my mouth over hers, absorb the sound as she slumps into me. I pull out the knife, place it on the counter behind her, then tear my mouth from hers .Staring at her perfect body , A goddess, a huntress, a Beauty about to come apart on the tongue of this Beast, the one who is going to show her why she shouldn’t trust anyone so easily with her pleasure.Her entire body, seems to vibrate with tension as she grabs handfuls of my hair, and presses herself closer to where my I am eating her out. Her back bends, her breasts jiggle as she pants and gasps and throws her head back, and that’s when I pull back. I release her, rise to my feet, grab my knife by the blade and freeze. "What did you stop?"She cracks open her eyelids and blinks, "Wh…what’s wrong?"I stare at th

VioletAlessio packed day that he was talking about ,turned out to be him taking me shopping in Palermo.We’d taken a motorboat across to the big island which Alessio had piloted, then he had guided me to a gleaming red Maserati that had been parked not far from the pier. He’d told me to snap on my seat belt before roaring out. A half hour later, we’d walked into this gorgeous boutique… Which had been closed off for the pleasure of the Capo, as the woman who ran the place had informed us.She’d taken me inside, to a large changing room, complete with a sprawling couch, a large mirror that took up one wall, and next to it, a changing cubicle, where I now stand. I run my fingers down the pale green dress that dips modestly in the front, plunges at the back, and flows in an 'A' line to just below my knees. It’s all right, I guess. The cut is awesome, the fabric is beautiful, but the color is all wrong. I blow out a breath.How weird that he’d offered to take me shopping anyway, and after

I had taken her with the intention of making her pay her father’s debt. I had realized her links to the Seven make her a key asset. I should go through with my original plan of killing her… Instead, here I am, contemplating marrying her. Except, I can never allow for that to be real. If, for one second, I allow myself to think of how it would be to really be married to her. My groin hardens and my heart begins to race. I’d never be able to let go of her. I’d, forever, have handed over my power to her… And that, I cannot allow. I am my own man. I built up the authority I wield with great effort and I cannot let anything or anyone get in the way of the empire I have envisioned for myself. It’s all I have —the promise I made to myself that I will be the most powerful of all the Five Families—and I can’t stop until I have achieved that. I rise to my feet and stalk over to her. I loom behind her, and she glances up at me, "Hey, Alesso," her face lights up, "this is incredible. The warp, t