LOGINFina’s povThe moment the doors opened, I saw Maria, our head cook, and seeing her standing there made something warm settle inside my chest.Her face immediately lit up. “Donna.”She dipped her head respectfully before looking at me. A smile spread across my face.“Maria.”I wanted to hug her.But Dario’s hand was still wrapped around mine, and this wasn’t exactly the place for running into people’s arms.So I settled for smiling, she smiled back. “Welcome home, Donna. Welcome, Don.”Dario simply nodded.Behind us, Marco and Laro entered with several men, and together we stepped into the gathering.The room quieted almost immediately, I hadn’t expected so many people.This wasn’t just family, most of my father’s trusted men were present.Several familiar faces from Sicily. A few powerful men whose names I’d heard growing up.Even some of Dario’s allies were there. The atmosphere shifted the second we entered.Every eye followed us or rather… followed Dario, and by extension, me.I st
Fina’s povI must have slept longer than intended.Because when I opened my eyes, sunlight was already fading beyond the windows.For a second I forgot where I was, then a voice startled me.“Finally.”I sat upright, a woman stood near the vanity. Several garment bags hung neatly nearby.Makeup cases covered half the room, hair products. Shoes. Jewelry. Boxes, are everywhere.I blinked, and the woman smiled at me“Good afternoon, Donna.”I rubbed my eyes. “What is all this?”She laughed. “We have a lot of work to do.”I looked from her to the dresses. Then back to her“Oh.”Her smile widened. “Exactly.”I fell backward onto the mattress. This was going to be a very long evening.Two hours later, I barely recognized the woman staring back at me in the mirror.My hair had been transformed into a masterpiece, the makeup was flawless.The silver dress fit like it had been made specifically for me. For several seconds, I simply stared speechless.The stylist smiled proudly behind me. “You l
Fina’s POVBeing married to a Don has exposed my mind to many things, both good and bad, but being married to Dario has taught me steadiness in constant coupling.The man is insatiable, and I have come to accept my fate. He’s opened my eyes to many forts about bedroom activity, and I can’t deny that I love them.With our eyes still in contact, I found his belt and began to unbuckle it. Then the zip followed, and soon my soft palm wrapped around his hard cock.“Fuck…” he hissed when I began fondling his cock. Lips parted, and his breath increased.I never looked away from him. I needed to see every facial expression my hand caused. And baby, it undid me.I saw the lust and desire in this man’s eyes, and it made me want him just as much too.“Yes, Daddy… I’ll help you,” I whispered and then went down to my knees.I felt him shudder as I pulled down his pants and briefs at once. His cock sprang out, dangling in my face with pre-cum dripping off the tip.“Call me Daddy again…” he moaned,
Fina’s POVThe morning passed far more pleasantly than I had expected.Breakfast had been loud, and surprisingly fun.Laro talked enough for three people combined. Marco occasionally threw in a comment that only encouraged him, while Rose threatened both of them every five minutes whenever they got too close to the food before it was served.Dario, on the other hand, barely spoke. But I caught him watching.Every time I laughed too hard at one of Laro’s ridiculous stories, I’d feel those gray eyes on me.Sometimes I’d glance back and find him already looking.Other times, he’d be eating quietly, his expression unreadable, yet somehow I knew he was paying attention to everything happening around him.Two hours after breakfast, the house settled into a calmer rhythm.Most of the men had already left the mansion.Others moved through the estate carrying paperwork, and weapons I pretended not to notice.The war might have followed them home, and nobody was saying it aloud, but I could fee
Fina’s POVThe next morning felt like I had been trampled by a horse.Every muscle in my body ached, when I tried to move, something heavy held me down.I blinked sleepily and looked over my shoulder.A large arm was wrapped around my waist, and memories rushed back immediately.Dario had returned.Everything that had happened last night, heat crept into my cheeks.Carefully, I lifted his arm and slid out of bed before he could wake up.The room was still quiet, for a moment, I stood there looking at him.He looked different when he slept, less dangerous.Less like the man who could command an army with a single word.I shook my head and headed for the shower.Twenty minutes later, dressed in a floral gown with my hair tied into a loose bun, I made my way downstairs.The mansion was already awake, and maids moved through the halls.Voices echoed from different corners, for the first time in weeks, the house felt alive.I found Rose in the kitchen directing two maids, the moment she sa
Dario’s POVIn a world like ours, the only way to get what you want is either to destroy or get destroyed. So I did the only thing I knew best. I killed.This life of guns and blood has been in the world for a long time before I was even born, and it’ll still be here when I’m gone.The fucking war was not the first and certainly won’t be the last. It is the life we live; we bask in every moment.Which is the main reason I want to protect her, because she is a target for being married to me, but my stubborn wife still defies me.“Hmmm… fuck, just like that…” I hissed as she sucked my tip. My grip on her hair tightened.She was on her knees now, sucking on Daddy’s big cock. We had moved from the bathroom back to the bedroom.I sat majestically on the couch, my lit blunt in one hand, while the other gripped her hair. My cock missed her tiny throat. Fuck!“Arggh, ohhh!” she gasped after a deep throat, her eyes all red and teary, drool dripping down from her mouth to my cock.She was so se
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
DarioThe water hit my shoulders in hard, steady streams.Hot. Relentless.It ran down my face, my chest, over the bruises blooming across my ribs and the cuts across my knuckles.Blood mixed with the water and spiraled toward the drain.I leaned one arm against the tiled wall, head bowed, breathin







