ログインFina’s POVI woke up to warmth, not the soft kind, the consuming kind.My breath hitched slightly as I felt him between my thighs, his head buried there, mouth on my pussy, completely focused like I was the only thing in his world. My fingers tightened in the sheets as I looked down at him, my chest rising and falling.“Rio…” I breathed, voice barely there.He didn’t stop, licking and sucking me. Of course, he didn’t.He never did when it came to me.A soft moan slipped past my lips as I let my head fall back into the pillows, my body already responding, already betraying me. I should push him away. I should say something.But I didn’t, because I didn’t want to. This was my husband and I enjoyed his tongue wrapped around me.Minutes blurred together, my pussy tightening, reacting to his sweet assault, unraveling under his control until I finally gasped, my fingers gripping his hair as the wave hit me hard.“God—”He didn’t let me escape it too quickly. He never did. He held me there,
Dario’s POVShe didn’t say a word, not when I lifted her.Not when her weak body melted into my arms, legs still trembling from everything I’d done to her.Not even when I carried her through the back entrance, avoiding the eyes of my men.Because the way she looked right now, completely undone, and naked, was mine alone to see.My jaw tightened slightly as I pushed the door open with my shoulder and stepped inside.Straight to the bathroom, we needed a bath.Something steady after the chaos.I set her down gently on the edge of the tub before turning on the water, adjusting the temperature the way I knew she liked it without even asking.She stayed quiet the entire time, too quiet, and that… that was dangerous, I glanced at her.Her gaze wasn’t on me, it was distant she was thinking, processing about something.I exhaled slowly. I didn’t know if I should be relieved… or concerned.The water filled the tub, so I helped her in.She sank into it with a soft breath, her body finally rela
“Merda… you’re so wet for Daddy…” he whispers as he finger-fucks me.I bit my lips, trying so hard to hold back, but I was not strong enough.“Oh God… fuck.”My eyes were closed, head bent back on his chest, the pleasure was intense. Under the blanket, I grabbed his thigh, my fingers scratching his skin.“Ple…ase, Rio…”“Please what?” he tortured me now, going fast and then slow, again and again. I had to beg, because he loves to be begged.“Mmmmm…” I opened my eyes lazily, and the party had shifted further away from us, courtesy of Marco, I guess—but one person still sat there, watching us.With so much hate in her eyes, like she was the wife of my husband.So I moaned louder, biting my lip and rolling my eyes at the sweet feeling of his hands. Our gaze still locked on one another, her chest rising and falling.I knew my husband was crazy when it came to sexual intercourse, but I never knew he’d be this crazy—to finger-fuck me in front of people, especially Valentina.“I’m coming… fu
FinaI stayed in the room longer than I should have, laptop open. Phone in hand. Work pulled up in front of me—but nothing was getting done.Because my mind wasn’t there. It was everywhere else.With him, with her.With everything I didn’t understand.I tried to reach Angel again but the call didn’t go through.Again.My jaw tightened as I lowered the phone slowly.I exhaled sharply, shutting the laptop halfway before opening it again, restless. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, then stilled.What was I even doing?Working?Thinking?Waiting?I didn’t know anymore.By the time night fell, I could hear the faint sound of voices outside.Laughter mixed with music. Low, controlled—but there.They were trying, trying to make it normal, trying to smooth over the tension like it hadn’t ripped through everything earlier.I stayed where I was, I wasn’t going down there.Not with her still downstairs.A knock came, and I ignored it.Another one came, harder this time.“Madam,” Marco’s voic
Fina’s POVBy the time he dragged me out for lunch, I was still simmering.Not just angry, wounded in a way I didn’t want to admit.The sun hit my bare legs the moment we stepped outside, the breeze teasing the hem of my shorts. I felt exposed, underdressed, and completely unprepared for whatever waited ahead.And then I saw Valentina. Seated like she owned the place.She didn’t even try to hide it, the way her gaze lifted, slow and deliberate, dragging over me like she was measuring, comparing… judging.And beside her sat a man, relaxed but watchful, like he knew exactly how this would play out.I stopped walking, but Dario didn’t.His hand tightened around mine, firm, unyielding, pulling me forward like I didn’t have a choice—which, truthfully, I didn’t.A chair scraped, he pulled one out for me, and I didn’t look at him.I didn’t look at anyone, I just sat.If they expected me to shrink, to feel small in front of her… They were going to be disappointed.Silence stretched across the
Dario’s POVBy the time I got back to the room, the island had already begun to quiet.“Fina.”No answer.My steps slowed just slightly as my gaze swept across the room. The bed was untouched, the balcony doors slightly open, curtains swaying with the breeze.Empty. For a brief second, something dark flickered in my chest.Then I exhaled. “She wouldn’t,” I muttered under my breath.Still, I moved toward the bathroom. And there she was.Sitting on the toilet, phone pressed to her ear, her voice low, almost soft… like she didn’t want to be heard.She looked up the moment I stepped in, and surprise flashed across her face.Gone just as fast, replaced with something else. Calmness, too calm.I leaned against the doorframe, folding my arms, watching her like I had all the time in the world.“Interesting,” I said slowly. “So this is where you hide now?”She didn’t react immediately. Just murmuredsomething into the phone before pulling it away.“It’s just work,” she said, standing up. “Catc
When I walked back from the bathroom, I expected Dario to be sitting exactly where I left him — composed, pretending nothing in the world could move him.He wasn’t there, but his bodyguard was. That alone told me he hadn’t gone far.I sat down slowly, smoothing my dress over my thighs. The room fel
FinaSlowly, he teased my folds, my underwear still blocking direct contact. I tried to hold it in, but my moans slipped past me anyway.“Hmmm… ahhhh…”“That’s it,” he whispered, his mouth an inch from mine, our breaths brushing against each other.He applied more pressure and I screamed. Fuck — th
FinaThe bathroom was the only quiet place left in the entire mansion.I sat on the toilet lid, elbows on my knees, my phone glowing in my hands as my thumbs hovered over the screen. The marble floor was cold beneath my bare feet, and the faint scent of jasmine soap lingered in the air.Outside the
DarioToday was the day.I had imagined this moment for years—long before anyone else knew it was coming. Long before Julio betrayed me. Long before the war between our families started tearing everything apart.And now here we were. My wedding day.I stood in my office, staring out through the ta







