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FORCED TO BE A MAFIA QUEEN 164 (END)
SIERRAI pushed gently against his chest, though I didn't move an inch. "I have a book to write, Alessandro. A very happy, very romantic book that is going to cost you a fortune in marketing.""Write whatever you want, cara mia," his voice softened as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Buy the whole world if it makes you smile. Just make sure that in every chapter, she belongs to him."I leaned into him, letting the heat of his body anchor me to the present. "I'll think about it. But I might make him work for it. He did make me boil in fury, after all."He let out a low chuckle, his thumbs tracing circles on my hips. "I believe I paid for that in bruises last night. You have a very violent way of showing your affection.""You haven't seen anything yet," I whispered, my fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck.“I want to see anything, my love.”A small smile crossed my lips. “Like what?”“Like you…with a little one…” he bumped his nose with mine.My toes curled
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SIERRAThe morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of my bedroom, painting the walls in a soft, golden glow I hadn't noticed in over a year. I reached out instinctively, my hand searching for the warmth of his body, but the silk sheets were cool.My heart dipped for a split second until I saw a small, cream-colored slip of paper resting on his pillow.I snatched it up, my fingers trembling. ‘Buongiorno, cara mia.’Three words. Just three words in that sharp, elegant script I knew better than my own signature. I pressed the note to my lips, breathing in the lingering scent of sandalwood and skin that still clung to the fabric. He had been here. It wasn't a dream born of grief or a hallucination caused by exhaustion. He was real, he was alive, and he had been in my arms.The fury that had burned in me yesterday had evaporated, replaced by a calm, settled certainty. I wasn't a fool. I knew the world he moved in. If he were playing the part of being an investor to build a fo
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SIERRA"Forgive me, cara mia. I need you. I'm afraid of what I'll become if I lose you...""I'm not going anywhere." My skin tingled beneath the restless glide of his hands on my back. "I'm right here. No more running." He paused, his breath gusting harshly against my lips. Then he tilted his head and sealed his mouth over mine. My body responded to the gentle coaxing of his kiss. I arched into him without volition, pulling him closer.He cupped my breasts in his hands, kneading them, circling the pads of his thumbs over my nipples until they peaked and ached. I moaned in hunger and longing for his touch.He took off his shirt while I unbuckled his belt and slid my hand into his pants. He quickly swelled and thickened as I tentatively stroked him from root to tip. His lips wrapped around my nipple, his cheeks hollowing slowly, his seduction subdued. The tender suckling felt so good I gasped and arched into his hand. He caressed my side from breast to hip and back again, over and ove
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SIERRASlowly, I turned.Alessandro was leaning against the marble counter, his tie loosened and the top buttons of his shirt undone. He looked less like a billionaire investor and more like the wolf I had married. Dangerous, hungry, and pushed to his absolute limit."Mr. Montrego," I steady my voice despite the earthquake happening inside me. "I believe our business concluded at the office. Trespassing and following a woman home is a crime in this country."He crossed the distance between us in three strides until he pinned against the door. He didn't use force, but his presence was a cage. He leaned down, brushing his lips against my ear with his hot breath and scent of expensive scotch and suppressed rage."You want to write a new man into your book?" he hissed as his palm flat at the door beside my head. "You want to let that... architect... take you home? You’re playing with fire, Sierra, and you’ve forgotten how easily I can burn the whole world down just to keep you in the
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SIERRAThe meeting ended in a stalemate of icy glares and heavy breathing. Diane tried to salvage the mood with talk of "creative brainstorming," but the air was already poisoned. I stood up, smoothed my dress over my hips with a slow stroke of my hands, watching his eyes follow the movement, and walked out without a second glance.I made it as far as the elevator bank before the heavy footsteps echoed behind me. I pressed the elevator button with my heart racing, counting the seconds.One… Two…The doors hissed open and I stepped in. Just as they began to slide shut, a hand jammed between them. The sensors groaned, and the doors retreated to open.Alessandro stepped inside and his presence filled the small space. Carlo didn't step in to join the storm, standing guard like a gargoyle as the doors finally sealed us in."A new male lead?" he growled as he slammed his hand against the control panel, hitting the emergency stop. The elevator jolted and died."Mr. Montrego," I lean
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SIERRAThe anger that had sustained me bled away as the sun dipped below the horizon, leaving only a hollow, aching loneliness. I spent the night huddled on the edge of my bed, the scent of him still haunting the fibers of the sheets. My skin still felt the phantom warmth of his hands from the conference room. The way he touched me, the way he caressed my hair. A man with amnesia doesn't offer that kind of instinctive comfort to a ‘stranger.’He was lying and I was going to break him.I couldn't sleep until I saw the sunlight peeking through the curtains when my phone chimed at 6:00 AM with Diane’s message.‘The meeting was rescheduled for 9. PLEASE BE POLITE AND NO MORE SCREAMING.’I smirked.If he wanted to play the role of the professional, untouchable Italian investor, I would play the role of the femme fatale who didn't give a damn about his money. I walked to my closet and pulled out a dress that was less "author" and more "clubbing." It was a red silk slip dress, hugging m
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