LOGINAnd… scene. Hope you enjoyed that little spicy moment. What do you think about Gianna taking control like that—of him, of the situation, of everything between them? X O X O 💋
Something inside my chest pulled painfully, "That doesn't mean she'll forgive me." "No,” his thumb moved over my knuckles, "But it means she wants you there. She will want you." My eyes stung. Then he added, completely straight-faced, "If it helps, we can offer her ten thousand dollars." I blink
My breath caught, and something warm and fluttery stirred in my stomach. Heat crept into my cheeks, turning them pink. “He didn't say you were convenient. He didn't say you made his life easier. He didn't say he needed someone to take care of. He said he needed you.” I swallowed hard. “And that'
“I said those things because I was trying to protect you,” he continued, “But I was protecting you from something that wasn't actually hurting you.” I didn't say anything. He sighed quietly “I made the same mistake before with Madeleine,” his eyes dropped for a moment, “I looked at Maddie and saw
He lifted one shoulder, completely unfazed, “We all make mistakes. Constantly.” A faint smile tugged at his mouth, “Claire and Adriano have made enough of them to keep me busy for the rest of my life.” I laughed again. “I’ve threatened to kill both of them more times than I can count,” he continue
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ The jet hummed beneath my feet as it cut through the night sky. I sat across from Vincenzo in one of the private seats, a folder open between us. He had been reading through it for the last twenty minutes without saying much. Finally, he closed the folder. “This is everything th
His fingers closed around mine, “You won't.” Perla leaned forward and placed her hand over ours, “None of us are doing that again.” I looked at her, “We call. We visit. We annoy each other. We fight over stupid things. We celebrate birthdays together. Whatever it takes.” Gio nodded, “And if you d
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I was back at the Rose Garden, which was basically a fancy way of saying a place where girls got dressed up to be arm candy for guys with too much money. "I’m telling you, Mama D, they aren’t humans," I groaned, throwing my head back so hard my ponytail nearly hit the floor. "The
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ Gold-digging whores. I didn’t even have to look at them to know that’s exactly what they were. The smell of desperation always clung to women like them, no matter how much expensive perfume they sprayed on their wrists to hide it. Hazel Kinsley. She was the widow of some patheti
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I tugged at the scrap of black lace riding up my hip. This outfit wasn’t clothes, it was a prayer. A tiny, see-through prayer. I caught my reflection in the cracked dressing room mirror and barely recognized the girl staring back. The silver wig was cold and synthetic against my
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