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Scott — I love her (2)
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2025-07-12 08:26:17My heart along with the rest of my body was hers to do with as she pleased. Had she changed her mind? Did she not feel the same way about me anymore? Why the fuck was she crying?
"About fucking time. I thought I was hearing things out there. I've been dying to hear it again," she said through sobs, before she raised her head and pressed her lips against mine, her body finally relaxing beneath me. Maybe this was the wrong thing to do right after saying I love you, but I was so relieved she still wanted to hear it come out of my mouth that I grabbed my dick and plunged deep into her waiting wet pussy. She let out a muffled moan into my mouth and I groaned alongside her. Fuck her pussy felt good to be inside again. Welcoming. Accepting. So damn wet and tight. "I love you so much, Stacy," I said, nuzzling and kissing her neck as I waited for her to adjust to the dick I'd just shoved into her.
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"Fuck me dress," said Scott, coming to stand behind me. I was standing in his childhood bedroom in front of the mirror, trying on dresses from the bag he had packed for me for Vermont. Willow and his mom Lisa would be home soon. We landed in Ohio an hour ago, but they didn't know we were here as he wanted to surprise them. "What are you talking about? Because it's backless? It's stunning and modest. There's like no cleavage," I said, defending my choice. "Not because it’s backless, but that helps," he said, running his hands up my naked back. "There's this," he said, piling my hair onto one of my shoulders and kissing the back of my neck before he pulled the strings secured around my neck and pulled the front of the dress down. "Easy access, so much better than cleavage," he said, laying hands on my strapless bra clad breasts and squeezing them, before whispering huskily, "Fuck me dress." "Then just don't pull the strin
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"All three of you? On your honeymoon?" Don Angelo asked, feigning surprise. "I would feel better with Stacy there," said Jenny, throwing me a quick smile before she kissed Don Angelo's cheek and subtly nudged Luca, who rolled his eyes. "Anything for my wife's comfort," said Luca, flashing Don Angelo a smile so laced with undertones of hate that it pretty much confirmed that Luca knew everything. "Then I wish you all well," said Don Angelo, kissing me on the cheek. "Make me proud," he whispered into my ear. As Don Angelo pulled away, I wondered if he could tell that a shitstorm was headed his way. He had far bigger problems than me leaving him. He was headed for war. *Ciao daddy," was all I trusted myself with, lest I give something away. Don Angelo did not have my sympathy. I felt no daughterly affection or even a sense of duty to him anymore. He deserved everything that was coming his wa
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"We're listening," said Scott, intertwining our fingers as though to make sure I stayed put. My aching heart couldn't bring myself to say there was no other choice. Instead, I squeezed his hands and tried to get it together. "Jenny, don't get involved. You'll only piss Don Angelo off," said Luca, looking around the room nervously for my father. "Oh shut up, Luca. My father can go eat a bag of dicks. I believe in them. Don't you?" she said, looking up at her new husband. "Your belief is going to get them killed," Luca rebuked her, but I swear I saw a flicker of desire in his eyes as he looked at his new wife. "Look at them. Without each other, they might as well be dead. What if there was a third option? Not the feds or the mafia. Stacy?" She implored me to look at her. "This only works if you're both on board. Then you have a shot. Not a good one, but a shot. Tell me you want him more than you want to li
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"I know you don't want me here, but—" he began, his body pressed gently up close against mine as we swayed to the music. "I'm glad you came," I said, not adding that he probably saved Jenny's life by showing up at the church. "How did it go?" he asked, taking my cheeks into his hands to look into my eyes. These were our last moments. I didn't want to cry, pay attention to my heart being shredded or worry him. However long I could, I wanted to delay breaking his heart. "Just dance with me, Scottie," I said, my eyes falling to his lips, tempted to claim them. I laid my head down on his chest and listened to his heart beat, pounding away fast. Still I didn't say another word and neither did he. I don't know how long I was in his arms, obsessing over how I'd never dance with him again. Hiding from him before the desperation to hear him speak again got the better of me. "You're rocking the hel
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"That question is weak and it disgusts me," he said with a hiss. "You don't know anything for sure, but what choice do you have?" "I'd sooner die than come back to you without the assurance that Scott will be safe. I'll devote my life to keeping him safe. The second he ceases to exist, so will my usefulness to you. I will become a glorified ornament," I said, laying it all on the line to try and assure Scott's safety. "If you think you can protect him, go right ahead and try. It makes no difference to me. I expect you to fall in line. After returning my funds, you need to find your own way into the Cattaneo household, since you squandered the opportunity I gave you, and dismantle the Cattaneos from the inside. No worries if you fail, you'll still be my heir, but I will make you kill Scott," he said, the threat as jarring as the first time he said it. "Now give back my money." Why did it feel like he'd be holding Scott's existence over
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I hadn't fired a gun at a live target in nine years. What the fuck was he playing at, bringing this up now after all this time? When the door opened, Don Angelo got out of the limo and held out his hand to me saying, "For the record, you didn't need the dead man's switch to get what you wanted today. Stealing my money was brilliant. I was humbled by that hail mary of a power move. It could have crippled my empire. I would have handed you the reins if you wanted them after something like that. No questions asked." I laid my hand in his and let him help me out of the limousine, but told him frankly, "I want nothing to do with your empire. You'll get your money once I get what I want, which is to go home." He let this sit between us for a while as we walked through the doors of the Cattaneo household, then out of the blue said, "Home to Scott?" and my blood ran cold. "Because I think that's going to be tricky, since he's here," he said, w
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