MasukDante's POVI kissed down her neck, finding her pulse point and sucking hard enough to leave a mark. She arched beneath me, her body bowing off the bed. My hands found her breasts through the wet dress, squeezing roughly, teasing her nipples until she was moaning my name like a prayer."Gianna, I need a moment," I tried to pull back, knowing if I didn't stop now, I wouldn't be able to. "To slow down or I'll...""No," she protested, and before I could react, she'd used her momentum to maneuver us, pushing me onto my back and straddling me in one smooth motion.Her hands pressed against my chest, caressing, exploring, her touch leaving fire in its wake. "Dante, you make me so crazy. I want you so much I can't think straight."I gripped her hips hard enough to leave fingerprints, pulling her down for a bruising kiss. "I want you right back. But you said... the doctor said we had to wait..."She kissed my neck, her teeth grazing my skin, her fingers working at the buttons of my shirt with
Gianna chuckled, and fury flashed through me."What?" I demanded. "You're mocking my feelings?""No!" She waved her hand, still smiling, seemingly oblivious to the danger she was in. "No, I'm not. It's just... I never thought I'd see the great Dante DeLuca worry about another man.""I'm not too proud to acknowledge my shortcomings.""Being older isn't a shortcoming." She stood, moving around the table with that graceful sway of her hips, sliding into my lap like she belonged there. Her arms wrapped around my neck, fingers threading through my hair. "On the contrary, I appreciate your experience. Everything you've taught me.""You say that now, but..."She pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me. "I know we met under unconventional circumstances. You bought me, caged me, broke my soul and body until I was completely yours." Her smile turned wicked, dangerous. "And somehow, through all of that, I fell for you. You have my heart, Dante. You have nothing to worry about."Warning bells
Dante's POV Everything had to be perfect. The table had already been set by the beach. Candles were lit inside glass holders, a bottle of wine sat waiting in a silver bucket, and strings of lights hung between the palm trees, lighting up the sand. I'd left Gianna about an hour ago, claiming I needed to handle some business calls. The truth was, I needed time alone to set this up and make sure every detail was exactly right. The honeymoon would be over soon. We would return to the real world, to my responsibilities, to the chaos that came with being who I was. But tonight was ours. A moment life had offered us, and I wanted to treasure every second of it. I was so glad we had come here, that I had planned this, that she was mine. Even if the waiting was killing me. My cock stirred at the thought, already half hard despite the cold shower I had taken earlier. Six more goddamn days before I could bury myself inside her again, feel her tight heat wrapped around me with nothing betw
Gianna's POVLucia's shock melted into a warm and amused expression, her eyes twinkling despite the blush coloring her cheeks. "Ah, go easy on her, Master," she said, playful amusement in her Italian accent, filled with affection. "She's still young.""She should have thought about that before she ran." His hand came down even harder, making me gasp as he began walking away with long, determined strides."Lucia, help!" I called out, burying my face in my hands, mortified and laughing at the same time."No one can save you now," Dante drawled, his voice dark with promise. "You're completely at my mercy.""I can't believe you just did that in front of her," I groaned, my face still burning."I can't believe you ran from me." His hand squeezed my ass again, possessive and firm, making me squirm. "Did you really think you'd get away?""I had to try," I muttered against his back. "You left me aching and desperate for over an hour.""And now you're going to ache and beg for even longer." H
Gianna's POVI burst out onto the beach, the sand soft beneath my feet.The view was out of this world, endless blue water meeting endless blue sky, the sun warm on my skin.I spun around to take it all in, laughing with pure joy.Dante emerged from the path seconds later. He had ditched his sunglasses somewhere, and his hair was disheveled from the wind and my fingers earlier.He looked desperate and absolutely devastating."Stay right there."I cupped my hand around my ear, taking another step backward. "What? I can't hear you!""Oh, you heard me."I waved my hand in mock surrender, then grinned wickedly. "Oops, I didn't!"Then I ran.I sprinted down the beach, sand flying behind me, my laughter mixing with the sound of the waves. I heard him behind me, gaining fast, and the thrill of it sent electricity through my veins.His hand caught my arm, spinning me around, but I twisted away, stumbling but staying upright. I darted to the side, but he anticipated it, cutting me off with eas
Gianna's POV We broke apart, both breathing hard. Dante's entire body went rigid with frustration. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath, then louder, "Not now, Marco." But it was too late. An older couple was already approaching from the villa, both beaming with genuine joy. The man was much older, with grey hair and warm brown eyes. The woman beside him was petite, with kind features and graying hair as well, pulled back in a neat bun. "Mr. DeLuca!" the man called again, his Italian accent obvious. "We couldn't believe it when you called! It's been what, three years? Four?" "Five." Dante's hand possessively gripped my waist. "Marco. Lucia. Thank you for preparing everything." Lucia's eyes were already locked on me, widening with surprise and what looked like delight. "And who is this beautiful girl?" I leaned closer to Dante, my lips brushing his ear, my voice just loud enough for him to hear. "Your staff?" "Caretakers," he murmured back, his breath warm against my
GIANNA'S POVDante stayed where he was, perched on the edge of the bed, keeping space between them."Selene, you're drunk. This isn't the time.""No!" She grabbed his hand, holding tight. "I need to know. I've waited so long, Dante. So long."My breath caught."When my sister died..." Selene's voic
GIANNA'S POV Fear flashed across Niccolo's face before he masked it with a scowl. He turned and walked away, disappearing into the crowd. The moment he was gone, Dante's grip on my waist tightened. His other hand found mine, fingers lacing together with brutal pressure as he began to move us acro
DANTE'S POVThe moment the door swung open, every coherent thought in my head evaporated.Gianna lay sprawled across the bed, legs spread apart, one hand between her thighs. Her dress had ridden up, exposing everything. Her pussy glistened, wet and swollen, spread open for me to see. Her other hand
Gianna's POVMy pulse jumped. "Dante...""That wasn't a request." His eyes darkened, pupils dilating until there was barely any green left. "Drop the robe."My breath hitched at the rough edge of his tone, that hard authority that both angered and aroused me. Every rebellious part of me wanted to r







