FAZER LOGINGIANNA'S POVFinally, everyone was seated and ready to eat. Dante sat at the head of the table, me by his side, Ariel on the other. Selene was absent.Grace was already setting out plates, the table laden with food. Scrambled eggs, bacon, fresh pastries, fruit, coffee. She'd gone all out."Grace, this looks wonderful," I said warmly. "Thank you."She smiled, that kind, motherly smile I'd come to appreciate. "It's my pleasure, Mrs. DeLuca."I glanced around the room, then back at Grace. "Where's Mira? Isn't she joining us?"Grace's smile faltered slightly. "I'm so sorry, Mrs. DeLuca. She left early this morning. She didn't say where she was going."I nodded slowly, understanding settling over me. Mira was still avoiding Bruno. All my efforts to reunite them had proved futile, but I'd keep trying.My eyes swept over the dining room again, taking in all those empty chairs at the long table. That's when I noticed Bruno wasn't present either.It had always struck me as odd, this table that
DANTE'S POVAs we descended the stairs, I heard Ariel's voice drifting up from the kitchen, animated and excited."...and the view was gorgeous. Grandpa said it was the best fishing spot in the whole area..."Then another familiar voice responded."I bet it was beautiful. I've missed so much..."My entire body went rigid. My hand shot out, gripping the banister.No fucking way.I took the remaining stairs fast, anger already burning through my veins. When I rounded into the kitchen, I saw exactly what I'd feared.Selene.Sitting at my kitchen table like she had any right to be in my home."What the hell is Selene doing in my house?"Ariel jumped up from her seat, her eyes wide. "Dad...""Get out." I looked directly at Selene. "Now.""Dante, please, I..." Selene started to stand, her hands trembling."I wasn't talking to you." My gaze cut back to Ariel. "Why did you bring her here? Why did you allow her into my home?""Dad, I know you're mad, but...""I made it clear that she's not wel
DANTE'S POVI woke to soft lips against mine, Gianna's fingers trailing along my jaw as she kissed me slowly. Her body was warm against mine, our legs tangled together under the sheets.My hand slid up into her messy curls, fingers threading through the silky strands as I deepened the kiss.She made a soft sound against my mouth, her body arching into mine."Good morning," she murmured when we broke apart, her eyes heavy-lidded and dark with desire."Very good morning," I drawled, my voice rough as my hands traced down her spine, pulling her closer.She laughed breathlessly. "I thought after last night you'd be burnt out."I rolled us, positioning myself above her, my mouth finding the sensitive spot just below her ear. "That's your fault," I murmured against her skin, feeling her shiver beneath me. "Getting me all riled up."Her hands slid up my back, nails grazing lightly. "Dante...""Besides," I continued, trailing kisses down her throat, lower, my lips finding her collarbone, "You
Gianna's POV His head snapped toward me, his eyes widening. "Gianna, don't you dare..." But I was already stepping inside, slamming the door behind me and wedging it shut. "Gianna!" He was at the door instantly, pounding on it. "Open this door. Now. You can't touch yourself. Gianna, I'm warning you, I'll break it down..." I bit back a smile, leaning against the door, my body still throbbing with need. I wasn't actually going to touch myself, but he didn't need to know that. I let out a loud, exaggerated moan, high-pitched and breathy. "Oh... yes... oh that feels so good... my fingers feel so good..." "Gianna..." His voice was strained, desperate. "Open the door. Right now." I moaned louder, dragging it out. "Oh... yes... right there... I'm rubbing my clit... thinking about your cock... I'm so close..." "Damn it!" He pounded on the door again, harder this time. "Gianna, stop. I'm not joking. Open this door or I'll..." "Oh... oh yes... I'm sliding my fingers inside... p
Gianna's POVHe strode toward the bedroom, his movements quick and determined.When we reached the door, he used his leg to slam it shut behind us, the sound reverberating through the room.He carried me to the bed and sat down, still holding me draped over his lap. I tried to push myself up, my hands pressing against his thigh."What are you...""Shh." His hand pressed against the small of my back, firm and commanding, silencing me instantly. "You're going to be quiet now, Gianna. And you're going to take what I give you."My breath caught as his other hand slid up the back of my thigh, pushing the hem of my dress higher, exposing more skin."Dante..." My voice came out breathless, uncertain.He lifted the dress completely, bunching it around my waist, then hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties and slowly dragged them down over my ass, down my thighs, until they fell to my ankles.Cool air hit my bare skin, and I shivered, my body already responding to his touch, to the
Gianna's POVBruno stopped at the living room doors. His hand rested on the handle for a moment before he turned to look at me."Gianna, you go in. Mira and I will head upstairs."I understood immediately. They didn't want to face Dante's anger. And why should they? This was all my idea. I was the one who convinced Mira to sneak out. I was the one who turned off my phone. I was the one who decided we needed a taste of freedom.I nodded, meeting Mira's gaze. "I'm glad you had fun."Mira touched my arm briefly. "Thanks, Gia."Bruno pushed the door open, holding it for me.Dante was inside. His back was turned to the windows, shoulders broad, legs apart, like he'd planted himself there and hadn't moved in hours.I stepped inside. The door closed behind me.He turned around slowly. His face was etched with anger, every line drawn tight, his mouth pressed into a thin line."Do you want to tell me what the hell you were thinking?""Dante, I..."Before I could finish, he cut me off. "Do you
Gianna's POV Dante grabbed my wrist, yanking my hand away from his face. "Don't," his voice was rough. "Don't say forgive." A bitter, broken laugh slipped out. He stepped back, running both hands through his hair. "In this world, there’s no forgiveness. It’s blood for blood. Your father knew th
Dante's POV"Everything's about possession with you." Gianna tried to shake her head, but my grip held firm."Always, amore mio. Always."Her glare didn’t hide it, the faint glint of want flashing in her eyes.I released her chin and reached for a plate, beginning to fill it. "What would you like?"
Gianna's POV There was so much more. Emotions I couldn't name, couldn't voice, couldn't even fully acknowledge to myself yet. But I forced out what I could, what I knew was true. “That's how I know, I wouldn’t hurt you like that, Dante. Not that way.” His eyes flashed with a series of emotions, s
Dante's POVI climbed onto the bed slowly, my eyes locked on hers. The mattress dipped beneath my weight as I hovered over her, close enough to feel her breath against my skin. Her body trembled beneath me, her bare skin flushed, glowing softly in the dim light.Her breasts rose and fell with every






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