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Heather

“I come bearing gifts.” Viola’s chirpy voice roused me from my slight slumber. I rubbed my eyes, blinking her blurry shape into form. “We have one slice of cake and breakfast for the hot naked woman.”

I groaned, burying my face into my pillow as the force of the previous day’s display hit my consciousness. “I will never step another foot out of this room, that is the most embarrassing thing I have ever done.”

“It’s okay.” Viola moved my covers aside, dragging my pillow out from under my head. “Massimo loved the show and the guards looked away the moment they gazed upon your beautiful tits.”

“Fuck off!” I laughed, flipping her off. Breakfast was eggs, potatoes, bacon, some fruits, and orange juice to go with it. “If I wasn’t getting married to Massimo, I would get married to a chef.”

“Don’t let him hear you say that, and I am going to pretend you never told me that either or I may lose my hearing.” Viola smiled, but her eyes darted quickly to the door and immediately changed th
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  • A Divorced Billionaire Heiress For The Mafia Don   34

    Darn him. I needed to dispel every thought that had Massimo in it. His name was to be trashed out of my mind, too. “Maybe you shouldn’t have sent him photo of yourself,” I thought and regret lingered at the back of my mind.I pulled my phone out of my purse, unlocking it with my Face ID and tapping on the iMessage icon with the aim of deleting my photo. Relieved that he hadn’t seen it yet, I deleted the photo and shoved my phone into my purse. I faced the window, staring into nothingness as we zoomed past trees, houses, and people. A tingling sensation bored into the side of my head, sending heat down my neck. I ignored it, refusing to pay attention to where it came from.Viola took deep breaths a couple of times, mixing them with hums and loud sighs. What did she want this time?Defeated, I rolled my eyes and turned in her direction. “What?”“Do you like your new phone?” She inquired, arching her brows. “Yeah, sure. I do. Very thoughtful of you and your brother to get me a new

  • A Divorced Billionaire Heiress For The Mafia Don   33

    Heather“I come bearing gifts.” Viola’s chirpy voice roused me from my slight slumber. I rubbed my eyes, blinking her blurry shape into form. “We have one slice of cake and breakfast for the hot naked woman.”I groaned, burying my face into my pillow as the force of the previous day’s display hit my consciousness. “I will never step another foot out of this room, that is the most embarrassing thing I have ever done.”“It’s okay.” Viola moved my covers aside, dragging my pillow out from under my head. “Massimo loved the show and the guards looked away the moment they gazed upon your beautiful tits.”“Fuck off!” I laughed, flipping her off. Breakfast was eggs, potatoes, bacon, some fruits, and orange juice to go with it. “If I wasn’t getting married to Massimo, I would get married to a chef.”“Don’t let him hear you say that, and I am going to pretend you never told me that either or I may lose my hearing.” Viola smiled, but her eyes darted quickly to the door and immediately changed th

  • A Divorced Billionaire Heiress For The Mafia Don   32

    He didn’t wait, neither did he spare me a glance. Instead, he trudged faster to my door and pulled it open. My chest constricted around my heart as something boiled in the pits of my stomach. I had gone past the normal anger. I was now at a stage where I needed to shout or rip his attire apart. “What did I do or say wrong?” I followed him out of my room, forgetting that I was totally naked. The warm air wrapped itself around my body and my nipples hardened in response.“What the hell is wrong with you? Why do you keep teasing me?!” I yelled, chest rising and falling in frustration. “Massimo!”Massimo paused when he was close to the staircase. “I hope you are putting on clothes,” Massimo muttered, curling his fingers into fists before turning slowly to meet my gaze.His eyes ran down my body for a few seconds, then narrowed into crinkled slits as they accessed my body. “What the fuck, Heather?!”His voice reverberated throughout the walls of the halls. Freezing to a spot, I watche

  • A Divorced Billionaire Heiress For The Mafia Don   31

    “What makes you think you do not want to do any of this shit with me again?” His voice deepened, sounding dangerous, but in a way that expressed how much he wanted to pin me against the bed and pound my pussy. “Because I don’t think, I know I do not want to do any of this shit with you again,” I snapped, sitting and resting my back against the bed’s headboard. “Oh, but your eyes say otherwise,” he responded, taking off his shirt.My eyes ran down his body, stopping at the cross that mapped the side of his ribs. My heart raced, body pulsating with the desire to be grinding against his. I mentally scolded myself, forcefully taking my eyes away from his body until he dropped down on the bed with one hand–his muscles rippled. “They tell a different story,” he lilted with those ravaging eyes that stared into mine like they could read my soul. Slowly, he crawled towards me. “They tell me how much they want to roll skywards in ecstasy.”I maintained my resolve, clenching my jaw. “Your l

  • A Divorced Billionaire Heiress For The Mafia Don   30

    My breath caught in my throat when I felt my body tilting aggressively to the side with air rushing into my lungs. I gasped and my eyes shot open as I thrashed my hands forward, desperately trying to grab something to stop myself from falling. My eyes snapped shut when the side of my face slammed into the grou–wait, this wasn’t no floor. It was hard, but nothing like an interlocked ground. It didn’t cause me pain, but comfort. I released my muscles, using my palms to feel what I had just landed on.My throat tightened. It was a well-defined broad chest. I opened my eyes, looking up at Massimo’s clenched jaw. One of his hand was around the back of my knee, while the other rested on my back as he carried me bridal style out of the car.I was meant to protest, but my tongue glued to the roof of my mouth. Butterflies–no, a zoo camped in my stomach, exciting my nerves at the body contact.My conscience chastised me for feeling this way after what he had said, comparing my pussy to that o

  • A Divorced Billionaire Heiress For The Mafia Don   29

    A dull thud rippled through the stillness, piercing its way into my dream. The thud grew closer, sharper, until it roused me from my sleep.I jerked on the bed, snapping my eyes open. I clutched the duvet to my chest, surveying the room with a foggy vision. Where was I? Confusion furrowed my forehead until the haze cleared from my eyes, and I could identify my location.I heaved a sigh of relief after realizing I was in my hotel room. It must have been a bad dream or something.Just as I was about to sleep again, someone banged furiously on the door, startling me. My breath caught in my throat as my eyes shot to the door. “Was I about to be robbed?” I asked, watching the door vibrate each time it was rapped on.“Farfalla!” He called, followed by his furious knocks.Was that Massimo’s voice or was I hearing things? My brows drew together into a tight frown.“Farfalla, I know you’re in there.” His voice seeped through the door, sounding low and blurred. Okay, I wasn’t hearing thing

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