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Chapter 9

Angelo

Walking into the cathedral, I head down the aisle, barely taking notice of the empty pews.

Father Parisi comes out of the confession booth, and the instant his eyes land on me, he hurries toward me. โ€œMr. Rizzo. This is unexpected.โ€

Iโ€™m not a man of religion, and the walls of this building rarely see me, so I can understand why heโ€™s surprised that Iโ€™m here.

Wanting to get out of the cathedral as quickly as possible, I mutter, โ€œWhere can we talk in private?โ€

โ€œAre you here for confession?โ€

I let out a chuckle, and shaking my head, I say, โ€œIโ€™m comfortable with the idea of going to hell.โ€

Big Ricky stifles his laughter behind me with a fake cough.

Father Parisi looks visibly disappointed with my comment. He gestures toward a door. โ€œWe can talk in my office.โ€

I follow the holy man to the back of the cathedral and into his office. Itโ€™s so fucking stuffy in here it makes my skin itch.

Glancing at Big Ricky, I order, โ€œWait outside.โ€ โ€œYes, boss.โ€

I shut the door before turning
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  • Divorced and Rekindled (Once Divorced, Twice Loved)ย ย ย Ten

    Chapter 10ToriWeโ€™re taken through a set of glass doors at the back of the mansion, and stepping onto a veranda, my gaze keeps flitting over all the beauty, which I canโ€™t help but notice.The backyard is very big, and the lawn looks freshly cut. There are lounge chairs situated on either side of a rectangular pool, and the water looks as blue as the sky.Potted flowers add color to the garden, and there are four large ones at every corner of the pool.I see Father Parisi standing by Tiny, but there are no other guests.Are we early?Without saying a word, Angelo continues to walk to the side of the house until he stops beneath the tree I saw when I was in the living room.Everyone follows him, and when he turns to face me, a shiver creeps down my spine.Iโ€™m not going to lie, I feel super uncomfortable being the only woman here.Two of Angeloโ€™s men come to stand on either side of Giorgio, and a hollowness settles in my stomach.For a moment, the thought that theyโ€™re going to kill us f

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    Chapter 11ToriAfter Angelo tells everyone to leave, even Tiny and Big Ricky, I find myself alone in the living room with my new husband.God, this is not what I meant when I said Iโ€™d do anything if youโ€™d help me out of the impossible situation with Giorgio.Angelo removes his tuxedo jacket and drapes it over the back of a couch. โ€œSit down, Vittoria.โ€I walk to the other side of the coffee table, so itโ€™s between us, and cautiously take a seat on one of the black couches.The treeโ€™s branches throw ominous shadows through the glass ceiling, and it makes a shiver creep up my spine.What do I do? How do I even begin to process this nightmare?Panic keeps flaring hot in my chest, and with every passing second, my dread grows.Angelo doesnโ€™t join me immediately, but instead, he walks to a side table where a bottle of whiskey stands. He pours the brown liquid into two tumblers, and picking them up, he brings a glass to me.โ€œDrink every drop. It will help settle your emotions.โ€Like he cares

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    Chapter 12AngeloI have one thing to take care of before I start my married life with Vittoria.Big Ricky stops the car in front of the club, and when I get out, he follows me inside.The place is buzzing with life, and music beats in the air as I head to the back.I shove the office door open and find Giorgio on his knees in the middle of the room while Eddie sits on a chair by my desk with his gun in his hand. โ€œMr. Rizzo,โ€ he says with urgency, tightening his words. โ€œI donโ€™t have aproblem with you marrying my sister.โ€โ€œStepsister,โ€ I correct him as I unbutton the cuffs of my dress shirt. I roll the sleeves up, then say, โ€œThis is about you beating Vittoria.โ€โ€œWhat?โ€ he gasps. โ€œI donโ€™t know what she told you, but she lied. I have neverโ€“โ€I lunge forward, and my fist connects so hard with his jaw that spittle flies into the air.Continuing to roll up my sleeves, I say, โ€œI fucking memorized the vows for Vittoria because I know how important the church is to her.โ€ My eyes flick to the

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  • Divorced and Rekindled (Once Divorced, Twice Loved)ย ย ย 13

    Chapter 13ToriI move as quickly as possible to change out of the dress and into Angeloโ€™s T-shirt.I can smell his woodsy scent on the fabric, and it makes butterflies erupt in my stomach.Not being allowed to wear any underwear makes me feel even more nervous.So far, Angelo has been understanding, and I try to focus on that instead of the dangerous man everyone knows him to be.Men like him are used to taking what they want and not caring about other people's feelings, but at least heโ€™s trying. Iโ€™m very grateful for that.Heโ€™s even hugged me, and I have to admit it helped calm my nerves a little.But my anxiety is spiking again because as soon as he comes out of the bathroom, weโ€™ll probably have sex.Holy crap.I press my hand over my stomach, thatโ€™s in knots, and glance at the bed covered in pristine white sheets.How does he keep it so clean?God, Tori. Youโ€™re about to lose your virginity, and youโ€™re thinking about sheets.Tonight, Iโ€™ll be naked in front of a man. For the first t

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    Chapter 14ToriAngelo lies down on top of me, and his weight pushes me deeper into the mattress. A groan rumbles from him as his breath coasts down my throat before he presses a kiss to my shoulder.โ€œFuck, your innocence is intoxicating,โ€ he murmurs, then his teeth scrape over my skin as his mouth moves down to my breast. โ€œI want to devour you.โ€A sense of fear ghosts through me, and I swallow hard on the nervous ball in my throat.His right hand skims down my side before it slips between my legs. I squeeze my eyes shut, and my face goes up in flames.Being touched for the first time, Iโ€™m unable to focus on how it feels. My emotions are too chaotic.As he parts my folds and the pad of his thumb rubs my clit, he murmurs, โ€œOpen your eyes.โ€When I do as Iโ€™m told, I find all his attention is focused on my face.His thumb strokes the tiny bundle of nerves between my legs, causing anticipation to build in my abdomen.A wolfish smirk tugs at his mouth, then he moves down my body until his b

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  • Divorced and Rekindled (Once Divorced, Twice Loved)ย ย ย 15

    Chapter 15AngeloVittoria kissing my cheek makes something shift in my chest, but the one to my neck has my control dangerously slipping.โ€œThank you for giving me so much attention.โ€ I hear her take a deep breath. โ€œTake my virginity, Angelo. Iโ€™m ready.โ€I used every ounce of strength I possessed to take things slow with her, but her permission shoves me over the edge.I push my left hand beneath her head, and as my fingers wrap around the back of her neck, my right hand shoots down between us.My mind is clouded with desire as I position my cock at her soaked entrance, and with untamed need, I enter her with a brutal thrust.Her pussy wraps fucking tight around me before Iโ€™m forcefully stopped by her narrow walls.Iโ€™m only a quarter of the way in, and unable to think clearly because of the intense pleasure, I pull back before forcing my cock to the hilt inside her.A satisfied groan is ripped from my chest, and my body shudders from how good she feels.Christ, nothing has ever felt t

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  • Divorced and Rekindled (Once Divorced, Twice Loved)ย ย ย 16

    Chapter 16ToriAngelo switches off the light before moving me onto my side and lying down behind me. He pushes an arm beneath my pillow, and the other he wraps around me, resting his forearm between my breasts.His fingers caress my throat, and I feel as he presses a kiss to my hair. In the darkness, the position feels intimate.My thoughts are overrun with everything thatโ€™s happened tonight. My emotions are all over the place, and I canโ€™t focus on anything long enough to process it.Now that the afterglow of sex has faded, my fear and confusion have returned full force. Just because he made me feel pleasure doesnโ€™t mean heโ€™s suddenly a different person.Angelo is still one of the bosses of the Cosa Nostra. Heโ€™s still ruthless and violent.Heโ€™s still a stranger.The sounds in and around the mansion arenโ€™t familiar, and I feel totally out of place lying on the expensive sheets.Even the pillow feels weird beneath my head.Angelo lets out a sigh, then his voice rumbles behind me. โ€œWhat

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  • Divorced and Rekindled (Once Divorced, Twice Loved)ย ย ย 17

    Chapter 17ToriAfter taking a long bath and getting dressed in a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and a light cardigan, I creep out of the main bedroom.It feels like Iโ€™m trespassing.I glance over the wrought iron banister, and not seeing anyone, I sneak from bedroom to bedroom, taking a look around the mansion thatโ€™s now my home.Cautiously, I head down the stairs while my eyes flit around. The dรฉcor is modern, and everything feels expensive.When I step into the living room, I see Tiny sitting on one of the couches.His eyes snap to me, then a crooked grin forms on his face. โ€œMorning, Mrs. Rizzo.โ€โ€œMorning,โ€ I whisper. I swallow on the dryness in my throat before asking, โ€œWhereโ€™s the kitchen?โ€He points to the left. โ€œThrough there.โ€ โ€œThank you.โ€When I step into a state-of-the-art kitchen, thereโ€™s a woman who seems to be in her late fifties or early sixties. I suck at guessing someoneโ€™s age.Her eyes flit to me, and for a very uncomfortable moment, she looks me up and down.โ€œMorning,โ€ I

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  • Divorced and Rekindled (Once Divorced, Twice Loved)ย ย ย 59

    Chapter 20SamanthaAfter I cried my heart out, I made myself a cup of coffee, which Iโ€™m sipping on while I sit next to my mystery man on the couch.He has his arm wrapped around my shoulder, and it makes me feel safe. โ€œI had a bad day at the office,โ€ I whisper over the rim of my cup.Thatโ€™s the understatement of the century.โ€œWant to talk about it?โ€ he asks, his tone gentle and caring.Not wanting to put him in any danger by telling him about Mr. Vitale being a mafia boss, I shake my head. โ€œI canโ€™t.โ€I canโ€™t tell anyone about what happened.Itโ€™s something Iโ€™ll have to stay quiet about until the day I die.Feeling exhausted and emotionally drained, I let out a miserable sigh and mutter, โ€œI need to do something that will take my mind off what happened today.โ€My mystery man pulls his arm away from my shoulders and says, โ€œIโ€™ll be back in a few seconds.โ€He gets up and walks into the restroom.I rise to my feet and take the cup to the kitchen. Placing my hands on the side of the sink, I

  • Divorced and Rekindled (Once Divorced, Twice Loved)ย ย ย 58

    Chapter 19SamanthaWith a fresh wave of fear flooding my veins, I yank away from Mr. Vitale.Our eyes lock, and suddenly, I see his ruthless nature written all over his face.One of the five heads. The other men.Oh God. I was surrounded by the leaders of the Sicilian mafia.It feels like Iโ€™m having an out-of-body experience, and what has been a pretty mundane reality until today, warps into something unrecognizable.Spinning around, I rush out of the restroom and into the foyer. Spotting the front door, I make a beeline for it.Suddenly, Mr. Vitale darts in front of me, and obstructing my escape, he says, โ€œYou canโ€™t leave until weโ€™ve talked about everything.โ€โ€œThe hell I canโ€™t,โ€ I shriek, my voice shrill from all the shocks Iโ€™ve had. I move away from him, and feeling bewildered, I say, โ€œI work for a mafia boss. Great.โ€ My hands fly to my hair and grip fistfuls. โ€œOh God. I wonโ€™t survive going to prison.โ€โ€œYouโ€™re not going to prison,โ€ he snaps.Hearing his annoyed tone, I spin around

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    Chapter 18FrancoItโ€™s been ten minutes since I pressed the panic button on my wristwatch.Renzo and the others have received my exact location and will be here soon.I grab hold of Samanthaโ€™s bicep and haul her to her feet before pulling her toward the stairs.Iโ€™m fucking worried about Milo and Lorenzo. With men getting past them so quickly, it means weโ€™re being attacked by half an army.As we cautiously take the stairs up to the sixth floor, my phone starts to vibrate. I quickly dig the device out of my pocket, and seeing Miloโ€™s name flashing on the screen, I answer, โ€œWhere are you?โ€โ€œThird floor. You?โ€โ€œIn the stairwell. Weโ€™re heading to the sixth floor.โ€ โ€œIโ€™m coming.โ€I end the call and put the phone back in my pocket, then glance at Samanthaโ€™s pale face.โ€œHow are you holding up?โ€ I ask. She shakes her head. โ€œIโ€™m not.โ€ โ€œIt will be over soon.โ€When we reach the door to the sixth floor, I gesture with my finger in front of my lips for her to keep quiet.Holding the submachine gun I

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    Chapter 17SamanthaGod, I canโ€™t wait for next week. I need a vacation, even if itโ€™s only a week.As I leave the subway and walk toward work, my phone starts to ring, and seeing itโ€™s Mom, I smile as I answer, โ€œHey, Mom.โ€โ€œHi, sweetie. I canโ€™t wait to pick you up at the airport on Saturday. I was thinking we could start your vacation with a spa day. What do you think?โ€My smile widens at the thought of getting a full body massage. โ€œYes!Iโ€™d love that.โ€โ€œGreat. Iโ€™ll make an appointment for us,โ€ Mom says.โ€œThanks, Mom.โ€ At the end of the block, I turn right and move closer to the buildings to avoid the other pedestrians before I admit, โ€œI canโ€™t wait to see you and Dad.โ€โ€œWe miss you too, sweetie. Unfortunately Matt wonโ€™t be here. Heโ€™s so busy with the new account he landed.โ€โ€œAww, thatโ€™s a pity,โ€ I mutter. I havenโ€™t seen my brother since Christmas and make a mental note to give him a call.When I reach the office, I say, โ€œI have to go, Mom.โ€ โ€œOkay. Have a good day, sweetie.โ€โ€œYou too.โ€E

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    Chapter 16FrancoAfter having dinner with Renzo and Dario, I stop at Paradiso to check on things.Once Iโ€™ve changed into my uniform, I take a moment to send Samantha a message.MMM: How are you?While I wait for her reply, my thoughts go back to the panic attack she had. It was fucking bad, and itโ€™s clear our meetings havenโ€™t helped as much as I thought.My phone vibrates in my hand, and I quickly read the message.Samantha: Honestly? MMM: Yes.Samantha: Not so good.MMM: Do you want me to come over?Needing to be there for her, I whisper, โ€œPlease say yes.โ€Samantha: Please. Iโ€™d really appreciate it.โ€œThank fuck.โ€MMM: Iโ€™m on my way. Open the window.Iโ€™m up and out of my office at the speed of light, and as I rush through the back entrance to the club, Milo and Lorenzo kill their cigarettes and give me a worried look.โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong?โ€ Milo asks.โ€œNothing. Iโ€™m going to Samanthaโ€™s place,โ€ I say as I open the back door of the G-Wagon.My men pile into the vehicle, and when weโ€™re on our w

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    Chapter 15SamanthaGod, I feel like death warmed over.Mr. Vitale has been relentless this morning. Youโ€™d swear heโ€™s the one who didnโ€™t get any sleep.Asshole.Just as the thought crosses my mind, an incoming call comes through from his office.Answering it, I try to sound upbeat as I say, โ€œYes, sir?โ€ โ€œMy office. Now!โ€God, I hate him.โ€œIโ€™m coming.โ€ He doesnโ€™t hear my reply, because heโ€™s already hung up.I let out a whining sound as I get up from my chair and have to resist the urge to stomp my feet like a two-year-old.Opening the door to the chamber of wrath, I go inside.โ€œCancel all my appointments for the next two days,โ€ he barks. โ€œAnd fix all the mistakes on this contract.โ€Papers fly across his desk, and I dart forward to catch them. Before I can stop myself, I snap, โ€œDo you have to be such an asshole?โ€When he raises an eyebrow at me, my words register in my tired brain.I did not just say that to him!I start blinking at him, and then an apology falls over my lips, โ€œOh my God

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    Chapter 14SamanthaSitting in my living room, instead of sleeping, I stare at my phone.This really couldโ€™ve waited until tomorrow, and heโ€™ll return your call tomorrow. Go. To. Sleep!When a message comes through, I grab the device and quickly open it.You asked me to call. Is everything okay?โ€œShit,โ€ I mutter.I type my reply and press send.Iโ€™m sorry for bothering you like this. We can talk tomorrow. I donโ€™t want to keep you up.While I program the number under MMM, another text comes through.MMM: Youโ€™re not keeping me up. Whatโ€™s wrong? Samantha: I just wanted to ask you something.MMM: What?I hesitate for a moment before I type out the question.Samantha: Do you do house calls? MMM: Why?Samantha: Iโ€™m worried the club is giving me a false sense of security, and while I think Iโ€™m getting better, Iโ€™m actually making no progress at all. I want to test the theory.Feeling like Iโ€™m asking too much, I quickly add another text.Samantha: Donโ€™t feel obligated in any way. Iโ€™ll understand

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    Chapter 13SamanthaWhen I climb into the passenger seat of the BMW, I feel a little apprehensive.Iโ€™m taking a huge risk by getting into a car with a man I barely know.Barelyโ€ฆha! I donโ€™t even know his freaking name.When my mystery man settles behind the steering wheel, I watch as he adjusts the seat.My eyebrow pops up. โ€œIsnโ€™t this your car?โ€ โ€œNo, itโ€™s a friendโ€™s.โ€He starts the engine, and realizing heโ€™s going to drive through Manhattan with a balaklava on, I let out a snort. โ€œYou look like a bank robber. The cops are going to pull us over.โ€โ€œLetโ€™s hope that doesnโ€™t happen,โ€ he mutters as he reverses the BMW out of the parking bay. โ€œWhere do you live?โ€Knowing he can find my address on my membership form, I donโ€™t bother lying and tell him where to go.We drive in silence for a minute or so before my nerves get the better of me, and I blurt out, โ€œThis isnโ€™t nerve-racking at all.โ€Turning left at a set of traffic lights, he says, โ€œItโ€™s the same as being in a room with me. Try not to

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    Chapter 12FrancoTonight is a fuck-ton more difficult than I expected it would be.After spending time away from the office so I didnโ€™t have to interact with Samantha, I knew tonight might be uncomfortable.But itโ€™s not uncomfortable. Itโ€™s brutal.All I want to do is hold her. The fucking urge is driving me insane.I link my fingers again and rest my hands on my lap while I tell her about my parents.When Dad had the stroke, I had no choice but to take over as the leader of the Vitale family.Christ, I didnโ€™t know whether I was coming or going. People looked to me to run the business even though I had no fucking idea what I was doing.โ€œWere you close with your dad?โ€ Samantha asks.โ€œNot really. I was seventeen and at a stage in my life where I didnโ€™t agree with anything my father said or did. Looking back now, I wish I had listened to him.โ€โ€œDonโ€™t we all,โ€ she chuckles. โ€œI argued with my mom about everything when I was a teenager.โ€Wanting to keep the conversation flowing, I ask, โ€œWha

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