All Chapters of Kiss It Better: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

“We're in trouble, mi amor,” Father said the instant he burst through the doors, his hands shaking as he took out his empty wooden box from underneath the bed, and began stuffing some shirts and jeans in it. “I don't have time to explain. Get a few dresses. We're leaving.”“Leaving to where?” I asked, my mouth hanging open.“There's not time to explain,” he snapped. Just then a shadow appeared at the doorway, and I screamed when a large, solid hand struck him down. The box dropped from the bed to the floor with a full thud, while I had my back pressed to the wall. Father lay on the floor, writhing in pain as the stranger looked me over.“Well, what do we have here?” his baritone sent chills down my spine, his eyes raking through my body, lingering on my breasts. He licked his lips subconsciously, causing me to wince in alarm.I knew his heart. Oh God, this can't be happening.“Please,” Father begged weakly from his position on the floor. “She's innocent from this. Please let her go.”

Hawkins must have had a hell of a wife to produce such a beauty of a daughter, because this girl is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen in my life. She’s an absolute work of art. I could barely take my eyes off her when I first saw her. She should be a movie star—at least a model. Whatever it is she’s doing for work, she’s definitely above it. Whatever man she’s dated before this, she’s definitely above him.Christ, the thought of her even dating a man is already making me jealous, and we’ve barely even spoken to each other. How the hell is this happening? Within the Esposito crime family, I’m known for being ice cold, never partaking in any extracurricular activities with the girls who work for us at our businesses or using my influence to get myself laid.As far as I’m concerned, women are just a distraction in life. A distraction and a problem that will end up getting your ass in a jam. I’ve seen it happen to guys I respect. They’ve got everything going the way they want i

“It’s okay, Fabiola.” I look up to see Dominic looking down at me, his strong brown eyes fixed and unmoving like a predator’s.“Wh-what’s okay?”My God, can he read my mind?He reaches out and brushes a stray piece of my hair from my face and smiles. “Liking them both. I’ll just buy them both. Mary will give me a good deal.”“Oh,” I reply with a sigh of nervous relief and a funny feeling in my belly. “Y-you don’t have to…”“I want to.” He grins. “Believe me.”I may not have a lot of experience with men, but I can tell that the way Dominic is looking at me is the way that a guy looks at you when he’s about to make a move. That funny feeling in my belly grows, and my legs suddenly turn into two pillars of concrete that simply won’t listen to me.I’m bound in place, frozen like a statue. But just as I expect him to lean in and place either his hands or his lips on me, he takes a step back and turns to the dressing room door.“I’ll go tell Mary we’re taking two of those?” It’s one of thos

I feel a growing warmth in my chest as I kiss her, lapping hungrily at her tongue with mine. I want to eat her up. Christ, I want to devour her. I have since the moment I saw her, and every moment I’ve spent with her since then has only caused that feeling to grow.Her perfect body is trembling. She’s nervous about doing this with me, and I understand why. But that’s not going to stop me. I’ve got my lips on her now, and there’s no way I’m letting go.My cock is at full mast beneath my pants, throbbing with animalistic desire. When I saw her in the dressing room, it took every bit of will power I had not to take her right then and there.What a perfect body. I can’t believe she’s never been touched before. But she’ll spread her legs for me tonight. Me and no one else. She’ll be mine, even after her dad pays off his debt to the family.I don’t know how, but it will happen. Fabiola will be mine.I slip a hand down her bra and cup a perfect breast and squeeze, drawing a delicate little m

I wake up to the smell of bacon cooking and the feel of warm sunlight on my cheek. Opening my eyes, I see I’m alone in bed and quickly sit up. My mind quickly goes to the bad dream I had.No, he wouldn’t have a sexy female chef down there, would he?All the same, I quickly throw on some pajama bottoms and a T-shirt and head down to the kitchen to check.The smell of bacon cooking grows stronger as I take the stairs. I can’t get the images of last night out of my mind either. And those are real images too—not just things I dreamt up.If I find a cute girl cooking down here, I swear to God…But as I round the corner, I find Dominic standing over the stove, wearing a pair of briefs and a white tank top, a sizzling pan of bacon in front of him.“She’s up.” He grins as he sees me come in. “I guess I can start making the eggs now. You like eggs, I hope.”“Sure,” I reply. “How do you make them?”“The best you’ve ever had,” he chuckles. “You all right? You look like you’ve got something on yo