FAZER LOGINđŠRoots That HoldđŠLucaâs truck bounced along the narrow road away from the estate. His hand stayed firm on my thigh, thumb stroking slowly even as tension lined his jaw.âWeâre not running,â he said quietly. âBut weâre not facing this half-dressed either. My villa. Ten minutes away.âI nodded, still buzzing from everything, the grove, the barn, the risk. âHe wonât let go easily. Davide never does.âLuca glanced at me. âThen we make him. Together.âHis villa sat on a gentle hill overlooking the olive groves, simple stone walls and wide terraces. Inside, it smelled of woodsmoke and herbs. He led me straight to the bedroom, pulling me into a deep kiss the moment the door closed.âShower first,â he murmured against my lips. âThen we talk. Then⊠whatever you need.âThe hot water felt like heaven. Luca joined me, soaping my body with gentle hands that quickly turned hungry. He pressed me against the tiled wall, fingers sliding between my legs again.âStill sensitive?â he asked, circling m
đŠSecrets in the Silver GroveđŠI showed Luca the message on my phone, my hand shaking slightly. The party lights twinkled in the distance, music drifting through the olive trees like nothing was wrong.Luca read it fast, his jaw tightening. âTen minutes? This is bullshit.â He looked toward the path where my cousin and my ex were still standing, watching us. âStay calm. Weâll handle this.âMy cousin crossed her arms. âYou two look⊠busy. Everything okay?ââFine,â I said quickly, forcing a smile. âJust showing Luca the old trees. Family history and all that.âMy ex, Davide, smirked. âHistory, huh? You always did like sneaking off, Sophia.âLuca stepped slightly in front of me. âThe lady doesnât need your commentary. Move along.âDavideâs eyes narrowed. âCareful, vineyard boy. Sheâs got a habit of moving on when something better comes along.âMy cousin grabbed his arm. âLetâs go back to the party. Theyâre about to cut the cake.âAs they walked away, Luca pulled me deeper into the grove.
đŠShadows Among the Silver LeavesđŠ"Stay still or we'll both fall," a low, commanding voice growled in my ear.My back pressed against the rough trunk of an ancient olive tree, leaves shimmering silver in the moonlight. Strong hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as my legs wrapped around a narrow waist. I hadn't planned on this, sneaking away from my cousin's engagement party at the family estate but here I was, heart hammering, with a stranger's fingers already sliding under my dress."I don't even know your name," I gasped as two thick fingers traced along the edge of my lace panties."Luca," he answered, voice rough like aged wine. "And you're Sophia. The fiery one who gives speeches at family gatherings. I've watched you all night."His fingers pushed my panties aside and slid along my folds. I was already soaked. He groaned softly. "Christ, you're dripping. Been thinking about this since you argued with your uncle about the wedding menu?"I moaned quietly, hips rocking agai
đŠWaves of ForeverđŠNico locked the door and turned to me, rain still dripping from his hair. âHeâs gone. But the damage might already be done.âI leaned against the wall, heart racing. âThe board knows Iâm here. Marco will twist everything. The Rome position⊠my careerâŠâNico crossed the space and pulled me into his arms. His bare chest was warm against my cheek. âLook at me, Elena.â His green eyes were steady. âDo you want Rome? Or do you want this? Us?âI searched his face. âI want both. But mostly⊠I want you. This feels real, Nico. Scary real.âHe kissed me deeply, hands sliding under his shirt I was wearing. âThen we fight for it. Together.âWe moved back to the bedroom. The storm outside matched the one in my chest. Nico laid me down gently this time. No rush.âTalk to me while I love you,â he whispered, kissing down my neck. âTell me what youâre scared of.ââIâm scared of losing everything I worked for,â I breathed as his mouth found my breast. âBut Iâm more scared of walking
đŠThunder and TemptationđŠI showed Nico the glowing screen. âMy ex. Heâs at the museum asking about me. This canât be a coincidence.âNicoâs arms tightened around me. His cock was still buried deep inside me, warm and thick. âRight now?â he growled. âWhile Iâm still inside you?âI nodded, breath shaky. âHeâs persistent. We broke up six months ago, but he keeps showing up when I get close to something good.âNico pulled out slowly, both of us wincing. He grabbed my phone and set it face down on the table. âHe can wait.â His green eyes burned into mine. âIâm not done with you yet, Elena.âHe scooped me up like I weighed nothing and carried me down the hall to his bedroom. Rain hammered the windows. Lightning flashed across the sea. He laid me on the huge bed and covered me with his body again.âTell me about him later,â he said, kissing down my neck. âRight now I want to hear you moan my name again.âI arched into him as his mouth found my breast. âNico⊠we should check the message.ââ
đŠStorm-Kissed StrangerđŠâGet inside before you drown!â a deep voice shouted over the howling wind.Rain lashed my face as I stumbled toward the cliffside villaâs open door. My soaked dress clung to every curve, and my suitcase wheels stuck in the mud. Iâd missed the last bus from CefalĂč after my museum meeting ran late, and this storm had come out of nowhere.Strong hands grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. The door slammed shut, cutting off the roar of the sea crashing below the cliffs.I looked up into the most intense green eyes Iâd ever seen. The man was tall, broad-shouldered, with wet black hair plastered to his forehead and stubble shadowing a sharp jaw. Water dripped from his white shirt, which stuck to a powerful chest.âYouâre freezing,â he said, voice rough like gravel under tires. âIâm Nico. This is my place. You okay?ââElena,â I answered, teeth chattering. âI got caught in the storm. My phone died. I saw the lightsâŠâNico didnât wait. He grabbed a thick blanket from t
đŠBent Over the Conference TableđŠThe conference room door clicked shut behind me. I was still holding the files when Alessandroâs voice cut through the silence."Lock it."I turned the lock, heart already racing. "Mr. Moretti, the team just left. You wanted to review the export number
đŠBurned by Etnaâs FiređŠ I froze with the phone still in my hand. Matteoâs body went stiff behind me, his arm tightening around my waist. "Who the fuck is that?" he asked, voice low and sharp. I sighed and set the phone face down. "My ex. Marco. He left me two years ago fo
đŠClaimed in the VillađŠMatteo stayed buried deep inside me, his cock still throbbing as the footsteps got louder outside. I froze under him, heart hammering so hard I thought it might crack my ribs."Move," I whispered urgently, pushing at his chest. "Get off me before he walk
đŠFingers in the RainđŠ Rain hammered the train windows. I gripped the overhead bar as the car swayed hard around a curve. My skirt clung cold and wet to my thighs. Only one other person sat in the dim car. He watched me from the back. Green eyes locked on mine the second I stepped inside. I sli







