LOGINGianna'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 POV Then he pushed two fingers inside me in one smooth thrust, and I screamed. "Fuck!" The word tore from my throat, loud and desperate through the headset. My back arched off the seat, my hips jerking forward to take him deeper. "Oh Yes," he breathed, his voice strained. "You're so tight. I can feel you clenching around my fingers." He pulled out slowly, then thrust back in, and my nails dug into the leather seat. His fingers were thick, stretching me, filling me, and when he curled them inside me, hitting that spot that made my vision go white, I couldn't hold back the moan that ripped from my chest. "Dante, oh God, please..." "Please what?" His thumb found my clit while his fingers pumped inside me, and the dual sensation made my thighs shake. "Tell me what you need." "More, I need, fuck..." I couldn't form coherent words anymore. Could only feel the relentless thrust of his fingers, the way his thumb circled my clit with perfect, maddening pressure. "Look at you,
Gianna's POV I fumbled with the headset as the rotors above us began to spin. The noise was incredible, vibrating through my entire body. Dante's hands moved over the controls with expert ease, confident and completely in command. He pressed a button on the headset. "Tower, this is De Luca. Requesting clearance for departure." A sound came through the headset, followed by a response granting permission. Dante acknowledged it with a brief nod before returning his attention to the controls. It was absurdly attractive. Then we were lifting off the ground, the helicopter rising smoothly into the air. Chills shot through me, and I grabbed the edge of my seat, my knuckles white as Monaco spread out below us. "You okay?" Dante's voice came through the headset, warm and amused. "Fine," I replied quickly, trying to sound braver than I felt. But my grip on the seat did not loosen, and my breathing was shallow. "Gianna." His voice was softer now. "Look at me." I turned my he
Gianna's POV"All right, Gianna, everything looks perfect." Dr. Reeves set down her tablet and smiled warmly across the desk. "Your physicals came back excellent. Blood work, vitals, everything. You're healthy and good to go."I exhaled, releasing some tension I hadn't realized I'd been holding. "That's a relief.""So let's talk about what brought you in today." Dr. Reeves leaned back in her chair, relaxed and unhurried. "Vera mentioned you wanted to discuss contraceptive options?""Yes." I folded my hands in my lap. "I'm married, but I want to finish school first. I'm not ready for... I mean, eventually, yes, but not right now.""That's completely reasonable. You're what, twenty?""Twenty-two.""Plenty of time." Dr. Reeves pulled something up on her screen. "Let's go through your options. Since you mentioned wanting something noninvasive, we can focus on those. The pill is the most common. You take it daily, at the same time every day. It's very effective if you're consistent.""What
Gianna's POV Dante settled between my thighs, his weight supported on his forearms. Instead of pushing inside, he gripped himself at the base, dragging the thick head through my folds. I gasped at the sensation, my hips jerking upward. "Patience," he murmured, repeating the motion. The blunt tip grazed my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me, then slid lower to circle my entrance. "Let me get you ready." "I am ready," I protested, but my voice came out breathy and desperate. "Not quite," he said, gathering the wetness pooled at my entrance and using it to coat his length. He stroked himself slowly, spreading my arousal along every inch. "You're still swollen from last night. I need to make sure you can take me." The sight of him touching himself, slick against my core, made more wetness seep out of me. He continued the torturous glide, the head parting my folds, teasing my entrance before sliding up to bump against my sensitive clit. "Dante," I whimpered. "Please..." "
Gia’s POV I ran up the stairs so fast my legs hurt. The guards at the bottom were still watching me, trading looks I didn’t like, smirks like they’d just witnessed justice served. Oh God. Did that mean they heard? Heat rushed to my cheeks. Embarrassment slammed into me so hard my stomach turned
Gia’s POVGia tried to muffle another sound, but I grabbed a fistful of her hair and tugged, not harsh, just enough to tilt her head back, to make her look at me.She winced, not from pain, but from too much pleasure.And just then, my fingers stilled inside her.“Take your hands off,” I growled. “
Dante’s POVI sat in the back, eyes fixed on the road ahead as the city faded behind us, replaced by trees and open land. Bruno was driving fast, but not reckless. He knew better than to waste a second.My chest was tight, and it had nothing to do with the seatbelt. I hadn’t felt this kind of fear
Dante’s POVMy gaze locked greedily on the sleek folds between her legs, that sweet little hole sitting there so inviting, practically begging me to stroke it, stretch it, work it until she was panting my name so loud it echoed through the hallway.My hand twitched with the urge, but I held back. T







