로그인Dario’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
Dario’s POV“I’m sorry to disrupt your perfect honeymoon.”Valentina’s voice carried that same sharp edge I memorized.I leaned back slightly, watching her with an unreadable expression.“I know you’re not sorry,” I said flatly.A faint smile touched her lips, but it didn’t reach her eyes.She crossed one leg over the other, composed, controlled—as always.“Well,” she continued, “we’ve taken a loss. A big one.”My jaw tightened.“How big?”She exchanged a glance with Sergio before answering.“Big enough to matter.”The room went still. I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand through my hair.“Start talking.”Sergio stepped forward this time, his voice more cautious.“The shipment didn’t go through. Something went wrong. The police showed up before we even made the exchange.”My eyes darkened instantly. “Impossible.”“That’s what we thought,” Valentina said. “But someone tipped them off.”Silence fell again, heavier this time.Marco shifted slightly beside me, but I didn’t look at him.My mi
Dario’s POV“Hmmm… Arrggh, just like that! Take Daddy’s cock..”“Ohh fuck me, yes…!”“Yes, Rio… feels so fucking good.”Our loud moans filled the room, mixed with the harsh sounds of skin hitting skin.I had my wife pinned to the door of our room. She was backed against the wood with those perfect legs wrapped around my waist as I delivered the perfect strokes.Her soft hands wrapped around my neck, and she held on for her life, her perfect breasts pressed against my chest.Fuck! She felt so good, I didn’t ever want to stop.For my age, my stamina was unmatched when it came to sex, considering it is my best sport.“Oh yes, I’m gonna come..!” she screams. My pace increases then, as I capture her lips in a kiss, swallowing her cries.I pause, observing her as she explodes, body shaking uncontrollably, both our chests rising and falling.Just then, my phone rings again, but we ignore it because I wasn’t done with my wife.This cock desperately needs to come inside Ikkohafina.“Come here…
Fina I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t. His lips moved against mine like he owned them, slow at first, then deeper, hungrier—and my fingers slipped into his hair without thinking, gripping softly as I leaned into him. The ocean stretched endlessly behind me, the wind brushing against my bare skin beneath the robe, but none of it mattered. Only he did, only this. His hand slid down my back, firm, possessive, until it found my waist, then lower. I gasped softly against his mouth when his palm pressed against my soft ass, fingers tightening, pulling me closer like he didn’t want even an inch of space between us. “Rio…” I breathed, but the word dissolved when his lips moved to my jaw, then down my neck. His touch changed, it was less teasing and more claiming. My back hit the railing before I even realized we had moved, the cool metal pressing against my skin as he caged me in, his body heat surrounding me completely. The contrast made me shiver. His hand came down again sharp, s
FinaThe first thing I felt was the breeze. Soft… but insistent.It brushed over my skin like a whisper, cool against the warmth lingering in my body, and it pulled me slowly out of sleep. My lashes fluttered open, heavy, reluctant, and for a second I just lay there, staring at nothing, trying to gather myself.Then the memories came. Last night we'd made love for hours and I eventually passed out.A slow breath left my lips as I blinked up at the ceiling, my body aching in that deep, unfamiliar way that reminded me of everything I had let happen… everything I had felt.It was insane. Completely insane.Because one part of me still hated him. Still burned with anger for everything he had done—my family, the way he had taken control of my life, the way he had forced me into this marriage.But another part of me…Another part of me was betraying me. Because my body—God—my body remembered him differently.Wanted him differently. Fucking needed him because of the way he touched me. And th
Fina He set me down and ordered me to go on my knees, which I did. “Take it off.” His voice was cold, yet still filled with lust. Quickly, I unbuckled his slacks and briefs, and soon his hot, hard cock sprang out joyously. It kicked at my touch. “He’s happy to see you,” he chuckled. And I couldn’t help but smile at him, because I just might be happy to see him too. Crazy. Well, don’t blame me. “Taste it…” he whispered, impatience rolling off him. So I tasted it. I took him into my already wet mouth, and he groaned at the contact. For my first time, I loved how he tasted. Salty and sweet, his tip dripping, and only half of his length could fit into my mouth. He moaned softly as I sucked on the tip. Like a child tasting candy for the first time, I took my time licking and sucking. I had no idea what I was doing, but I was certain he was enjoying it—or maybe he was only being patient with me. He wrapped my full hair in his hand, aiding me in my task. “Come here.” He pulled m
FinaI was running.Barefoot. Laughing. The sun was warm against my skin and the grass brushed against my legs as I ran through the estate I grew up in. I could hear someone chasing me — familiar footsteps, familiar laughter. I didn’t look back because I didn’t need to. I knew who it was.“Fina, sl
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
FinaI didn’t bother calling anyone.I grabbed my handbag, slipped into the first dress that didn’t make me look like I had just been manhandled and emotionally ruined, and walked downstairs before I could overthink it.If I stayed in that room any longer, I would either change my mind.And I refus
FinaHe stepped closer.The air around him felt dangerous and heavy.Like something inside him was barely being held back.“I thought,” he said slowly, “you were simply rebelling against this marriage because I rejected your years ago.His eyes darkened.“I thought you were angry because you weren’







