All Chapters of UNDER LEO'S COMMAND (The De Castello Family #1): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

LEONARDOAfter my outburst, the room was suffocatingly silent as we locked eyes. Since the death of our child, I had spent my time working myself harder than I ever did, and I tried my best to forget about it every time I poured alcohol down my throat. But the guilt and pain were like a tight grip, clutching my heart ruthlessly whenever I regained clarity. I told myself not to grieve for something that was gone before I even knew about it, but my actions failed in the end. And all of this happened because of Alessandra. “I failed our child?” My wife stood up from the vanity table and faced me, her body trembling from anger and pain. She yelled, “How was I supposed to accept your love when it wasn't even my choice to make? From the moment you stormed into my father's house, you took away my freedom and my happiness!”Her words stung more than I had anticipated. My chest suddenly felt heavy, making it difficult for me to breathe. There were a lot of things I wanted to say to her, but

ALESSANDRA “Leo, per favore lasciami riposare!” I groaned when I felt him move under the sheets, his lips on my skin. “A questo ritmo non potrò camminare per un'intera settimana.” Leonardo peppered kisses up to my spine and grabbed my ass. A small gasp escaped my lips as he pushed his hardness into me. "Well, maybe I don't walk you to walk, Lexi. You look very beautiful when you don't move.” “Asshole,” I quipped with a smile. I let him flip me on my back as he gave me a quick kiss on the lips and then moved down to pay tribute to my breasts. When I noticed he was growing thicker between me, I quickly pushed him off me. “I'm serious, Leonardo. I don't think I can handle any more oral sex today, or even for the next three days.” My husband stroked my trembling legs, watching my toes curl in the sheets while he made that sexy growl he always did at the back of his throat. “So what am I supposed to do with this hard-on? Hmm?” “Well, you can jerk off in the shower if you want,” I sugg

LEONARDO After my men left, I drew Alessandra into my arms and kissed her temple. She melted into my touch with her eyes closed. I knew how affected she was by Marcella's words, but I didn't want her to keep blaming herself for what happened to my child. Although Dante had advised me otherwise, I had no intention of using our child's death as leverage to make her stay with me. From now on, it was going to have to be her decision, and if she chose me, I would do my best to make sure she didn't regret it. “Are you sure it was the right call to demote Marcella?” Her voice was tinged with worry as she spoke, “I don't want you to lose one of your most loyal men because of me.”I hummed lazily and stroked her knee with gentle caresses. Marcella was indeed very loyal to me, but she had been pissing me off too much lately. I had been waiting for the perfect time to deal with her and Rocco, so I didn't hesitate to punish her when she said those offensive words. The more I thought about it,

ALESSANDRA I listened to my younger sister's words and gaped, trying to understand her reasons for returning back to California. I knew that her desire to get over Dante played a large role in her decision, but I couldn't understand why she had to go so far away to do that. “Please tell me you are joking,” My voice went stiff as I pulled back my hands from hers. “Do you have any idea what our father would do if you return?”Fear flashed her eyes when she heard my words, causing me to feel slightly bad for scaring her like that. But she needed to know the truth. After witnessing everything that happened to me, Mia was no longer the silly, young girl who believed in the notion of love in our world. “I know,” she admitted with a shaky breath. “But I can't keep doing this, Alessandra. I don't want to be a burden for you and Leo. And I can't stand the thought of staying here for Dante's upcoming wedding, so the best thing for me is to leave.”Anger and resentment surged through me, but

LEONARDO I knew this dinner was a bad idea. Since the moment Valentina stepped into our house, my wife and her friends have been giving me death glares capable of killing a weakling. Good thing I wasn't as they thought, so I simply ignored their pointed looks and focused on my food. After all, I wasn't the one who invited her enemy to dine with us. But somehow, I ended up being the punching bag instead. “Are you sure this marriage arrangement is a good idea?” Dante whispered once Alessandra stood up to fetch the pasta. He held up his hands in the air when he saw my glare and added, “Look, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying this because I don't want to marry her; it's just that I'm worried about her safety. You know how your wife gets when another woman tries to threaten her position.”My wife. I was very well aware of Alessandra's maddening jealousy when it came to me, something that she would never admit to herself even if she was held at gunpoint. She was the kind of person who