LOGIN...❣️
My chest tightened, "Raphael..." He pulled away from me and quietly fixed himself. I immediately turned onto my back, sitting up against the headboard as I straightened my dress with unsteady hands. That was when I noticed he hadn't even taken off his tie. It hung loosely around his collar, slight
"We are going to stand in front of the Council in two days," his hand tightening in my hair, holding my head still against the headboard, "And if you love me... if you really love me like you say you do... you're going to stand there and tell every single one of them the truth." Another hard, deep
My fingers clawed at the dark sheets as he started moving, my breath coming in broken gasps as he held my arm trapped behind my lower back and his fist locked tight in my hair. Then, his head dropped down near my ear, his breath hot and ragged against my skin, "I love you too," his voice sounded li
He didn't say a word. My body was pinned tight under his. I was flat on my stomach, my elbows propping me up just enough to look back at him over my shoulder. My feet were stretched out behind me, my toes curled tight against the cool sheets. Raphael stayed hovering right over the back of my thig
He let out a humorless laugh. "Do you think I don't see what you're doing?" His fingers flexed against my waist, "You tell me you love me... and in the same breath you ask to leave." He shook his head slowly. "You think because I give you space... because I listen... because I don't lock every da
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ My breath hitched into a sharp gasp as my chest was pressed flat against the mattress. The dark sheets felt cool against my face, but the body pinned over mine was burning hot. I couldn't move. I couldn't even shift my hips. Raphael had completely trapped me beneath him, his wei
Just then, the door swung open and Silvio himself walked in. As he walked past my chair, he reached out and ruffled my hair, messing it up completely. "G-man! Good to see you're alive." Silvio slumped into his chair next to Raphael, flashing me a big, goofy smile. "Hi, Silvio," I said, smoothing
She reached for the floor, but I was faster. I reached out and clamped my hand around her waist, and I yanked her back toward the center of the bed, making her stumble against the pillows. "No," I told her, I sat up, looming over her until she was pinned between my arms, "You’re not going anywhere
"I am trying to help you!" "I don't want your help!" she shrieked, her voice breaking, reaching a pitch that made my blood cold, "I don't want your pity scripts or your genius brain looking at me like I’m a broken toy! You want to know the pattern, Raphael? You want the real problem?" She surged f
She didn't just stop, she recoiled. She looked over her shoulder, "What are you doing here, Raphael?" I didn't answer right away. I let my gaze sweep over her, taking in the way her blouse was still slightly wrinkled from my hands, the way she looked ready to bolt. I jerked my chin toward the black







