All Chapters of Sin: Ninety Days With The Sorvino Don: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

**SUMMER'S POV***As promised, before noon, one of the guys from the house brings me a phone, but what I don't expect to see is a bouquet, prodding my arm. "OMG! This is so beautiful," I confess and he chuckles, excusing himself. Skokey helps me to the living room and I find the mood rather tight in here than usual. "Is there something going on?" I ask, then, glare at Gunner, quirking my brows upward at him. "Nothing you should be aware of, sweet girl," he confesses. Nodding, I wait for Sinclair to call me. I was dozing off when the phone vibrated in my hand. "Mr. Sin?" I ask with hope. "Hey, little girl, How are you feeling?" he asked his voice bright with sweetness. "My bones are taut, but other than that, I don't think there is anything to worry about," I say shyly. As we continue to talk about tiny bits of stuff, I discover that I don't have a lot to talk together, we don't make conversations, but I guess that's a different thing now. I know he's just build

***SUMMER'S POV***I have never touched a cock before. I mean, I've been a fucking virgin when Sinclair found me. But being here and touching his cock, rubbing on softly on him seems to be a reality show. That is why when Gunner starts rushing over calling my name, I get panicked and jump out of Sin's reach, my hair covering my face as I wait to hear what he has got to say. "Summer, you need to get out of here now. They are coming," he states and at the mention of that, I know what that means. I slip out of Sinclair's body panting and looking for my clothes. Gunner is much closer now. "No. He can't have found us so easily," I murmur, wearing my clothes with the speed of the light. "Well, that is true and we need to cover. They will be here in about ten minutes top, if they haven't already surrounded the woods," Gunner spits out. "What's going on?" Sinclair demande, wearing his clothes too, not giving a damn that his boxers are still wet. "I don't trust you enough

***SINCLAIR'S POV***At ten p.m. I walk in with Jasmine in my arms, her tight smile brilliant as she walks close to me with her pretty emerald gown, to meet the theme of the party. "Thank you for doing this for Father," she mutters, standing as I pick a champagne flute, and handing it to her. Taking a sip of mine, I glare at her nodding my head. "I am doing this for you, darling. Not that bastard of your Pa. Left on me, he should fucking rut in hell," I exclaim. "No, please don't say that about him," she stutters, her eyes already forming with crystal tears. "You need to be firm on Cabero, Jasmine, you can't keep letting him force his decisions on you," I say angrily. "Why? Just like the way he keeps forcing me to have an affair with you? I know that wouldn't work," she grunts out. The way I shoot her a deadly glare, she grunts and stays calm. "This is a favor I am doing for you until your boyfriend can take over his responsibilities and get away with you," I state.

NEW STORY ALERT!!!! HEY READERS, CONTINUING ADDISON'S STORY. ENJOY I think I am still in shock, but I recover and just shake my head. This man is the same old Liam, but now he was something totally new as well. “So what are your plans for today?” Liam asks me. I can see that he is trying to make the situation somewhat better, but I still feel like I’m a burden.Lately I feel like that all the time. I know that it’s not true, but for the last few months, I feel like I need everyone’s help and that I can’t stand on my own. I knew that this might happen when I decided to leave Jared, but what I did not think about was how it was going to affect me mentally.“I’m not really sure,” I say, pouring the hot water into my tea mug. “I might go for a walk, or maybe just sit outside for a bit.” I can hear how pathetic my voice sounds and I know that it must be killing Liam to hear it. “Well, whatever you decide to do, I’m here if you need me. I’m working from home today, so I’ll be in my office

Harvey is a beautiful American Paint Horse. He is a mix of Blank and White and I will admit he is my favorite. He is a very docile creature and he has helped me more than most people know. Harvey was the first horse I was introduced to when I started equestrian therapy. I was a bit intimidated by him, but he proved to be just what I needed. He dealt with me on my good and my bad days and was always there when I needed him. And tonight I need him again.I open up his door and go inside with him. He instantly goes sniffing around my pockets to see if I had anything for him.“Mooch,” I say, pulling out a carrot to give to him. “Always looking for food.”I learned a long time ago that whenever I come into the stables, to always have some sort of treat with you. Bribery is always a good thing when it comes to these animals, and Harvey loves treats.He gives his head a shake, as if to say yes, and I laugh.“Oh, Harvey, what am I going to do?” I say, petting him gently between the eyes. I put