All Chapters of Yours On The Dotted Line: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The ceremony is the longest hour of my life.I’m not particularly religious, so it’s hilarious to me that a mafia family—who I know has tortured, killed, and extorted people—insists on a full Catholic mass during the wedding.We have communion, light a unity candle, and kneel in front of the priest while being prayed over. It’s the weirdest sensation to participate in holy sacraments with a known murderer sitting beside you.As we near the end, Dante leans in. He actually looks... nervous?“So,” he whispers, “how do you want to do this kiss thing?”I snort under my breath. “What, do you need lessons? I thought you were some kind of playboy. You so busy getting your knob polished you never kissed a girl?”“You know what?” he mutters. “You’re gonna get what you get and have to deal with it.”I smirk. I have him cowed enough that I don’t expect anything dramatic. We obviously hate each other. We’re in a church. And we’re surrounded by powerful people. I’d be surprised if our lips even tou

The ride to Tavern on the Green is… interesting, to say the least.I’d tried to get Emily, Grayson, my brother—hell, even my father—to ride in the car with us. But Dante had insisted we needed to go alone.“We need to make people think we’re madly in love, wifey,” he whispered in my ear. “A typical married couple would be fucking in the backseat on the way to the reception. We should at least look like we can’t keep our hands off each other.”I scoffed. “Not everyone has as much trouble as you do keeping it in their pants.” Still, I couldn’t stop the heat pooling in my thong at the thought.He chuckled, lips brushing my skin. “I’m not as much of a manwhore as you make me out to be. Though I wouldn’t mind helping you loosen up a bit.”His hand skimmed down my low back and over my ass, giving it a squeeze as he dipped to kiss my neck.“Christ. Are you even wearing panties?”I tried to pull away, but his arm wrapped around my waist, holding me close.“You’re not going to find out,” I his

Walking into the reception, we’re announced by the lead singer of the live band and escorted to a sweetheart table at the center of the room. Loud applause and cheers follow us as wait staff ushers us to our seats.Food is served not long after. The menu we picked? Flawless. A plated four-course feast.We start with grilled baby octopus over orzo, sundried tomatoes, feta, kalamata olives, and lemon vinaigrette. Then comes my personal favorite—a honey-roasted fig salad. The main course is braised beef with wild mushroom sauce.My mouth waters just thinking about it. Too bad I can barely taste a damn thing.Because my new husband can’t seem to keep his hands off me.He pulls my chair close, tucking me under his arm, slinging it over my shoulder possessively. Whispering into my hair, Dante murmurs, “Do you have any idea how hard I am right now, cara mia?”His fingers skim my bare shoulders, sending goosebumps racing across my skin.I thank the waiter who places my first course in front of

After walking away from Dante and Pablo, I quickly find Emily and Grayson. If looks could kill, Emily’s glare would’ve had Dante pinned to the floor, bleeding out slowly from a thousand shallow cuts.“I can’t believe he did that. I was rooting for him,” she snarls. “Especially after how he was all over you during dinner!”“Down, girl,” I say, touching her arm and gratefully taking the water from Grayson. I give him a small smile. “It’s my own damn fault for letting it happen. We all know Dante’s reputation. We all know what kind of man he is. I just honestly thought he’d have more class on his own wedding day. Guess I was wrong.”“I still say we cut off his balls and use them as hacky sacks,” Grayson mutters, tipping his champagne flute toward Dante with a smile so fake it could cut glass. “My grandmother can do wonders with a sewing machine.”“He’s not worth it, guys,” I wave it off. “Seriously. No harm, no foul. It just reminds me not to let my guard down. And while he gets to play w

We fly on a private Luciano jet to Bora Bora. Our honeymoon destination: Bora Bora One, a luxury resort where the Luciano family has rented out an entire five-suite villa just for us.I tried to convince the Don that it was too much space for just Dante and me. If he was going to rent out so much of the villa, then the whole family should come. At least then, I wouldn’t have to deal with Dante by myself.The Don claimed it was for safety. Two of the suites would house our security teams, and the rest of the villa would be ours. He didn’t want to interfere with “bonding time,” as he called it. For all the talk of business, I’m pretty sure the Don and Emilia are secretly hoping something real might happen between Dante and me.How wrong they are.The entire 18-and-a-half-hour flight passes in silence. I sprawl out on a couch toward the back of the plane, reading and working. I go through:Author submissions for reviewProposals for advertising our signed talentFinal plans for the upcomi