No saint for the sinner

JadeI could see the light bulb go off in my father’s head. This was an easy way out, an opportunity he wouldn’t pass up on. “I’ll have Bella come up right now, we can talk about the details of your engagement—”There was no way I was letting this madness happen. I’d rather he left here with my head instead of my sister as his bride. My hand shut up in the air, interrupting my father. “I’ll go with him. He wants a bride, then he’ll get a bride.”“Jade–”“He can take me as his bride, up until Bella comes of age.” That will buy me some time to figure out how to save Bella before she gets married to the Devil. I turned back to Salvatore with a swirl in my hips. “I hope you don’t mind, we look pretty much the same. In a couple years you can have her, a respectable man like yourself should be able to wait.”His lips turned up at the side in a smirk. “A respectable man? I thought you said I was an evil whore?”“These are the terms of your marriage, take it or leave—” My words were cut off

JadeIt wasn’t until Salvatore started to undo the buttons of my shirt that his words registered in my head. “What are you doing?” I grabbed his hands, stopping him. He looked at me with a bored expression, “Taking off your bloody shirt of course. I cannot stand the sight of it.”“Maybe if you hadn’t cut off my father’s fingers then I wouldn’t be a bloody mess. Or if you had been kind enough to let me change out of them before whisking me away like I’m your goddamn property.” Or at least let me bid Bella farewell. That last thought had tears gathering in the corner of my eyes. It was my fault that she was dead. What was supposed to be a fun evening for us had turned into a living nightmare in the twinkle of an eye.Salvatore gave me a blank look. “You are my property.”I pushed at his chest, but he didn’t move. Not even an inch. I hadn’t noticed how much smaller I was compared to him, until now. My hands barely covered his rough ones. Even when I was hitting him in complete blindr

SalvatoreMy favorite thing about my wife was how his body had an immediate response to whatever I did. Right now, his cheeks were a dark red, like I’d rubbed his blood on them. I couldn’t tell if it was from embarrassment or because he was turned on—maybe both.“That’s not true,” he stuttered, refusing to meet my eyes. “Everyone leave the kitchen.” I waited till they were gone to grab his dick through the thin fabric of his dress. “You should look at me when you speak.”He raised his eyes slowly to me. “Can…I…don’t…”“Don’t want to do what?” I couldn’t hold back my smile, I loved the way he got all fluttered whenever I confronted him. “I won’t understand what you’re saying if you don’t make a proper sentence. But, not to worry…” I pushed up against his little frame. “I know exactly what your body needs.”“Salvatore…”It had to be the pleading tone he used whenever he said my name—it sounded more like a breath than a word, or the aching yearning veiled beneath his gaze slipping throu

SalvatoreI’d managed to shoot the attacker and caught Jade before his body hit the floor. I watched in horror as his eyes fluttered before closing completely.“This can’t be happening right now,” I muttered under my breath. I laid him out on the passenger seat then pulled out my phone and rang Luca, my right hand man. “I’m sending you my location. Clean up the entire place. I think the other masked guy is still alive. Stitch him up then bring him in for questioning.”I hung up and stepped over my dead driver to get into his seat. I’ll have to send news to his family and give them compensation. For now, my priority was making sure Jade survived. If he was going to die I’d rather it be by my hand.I rang my doctor next and told him to meet me in my house. I couldn’t take Jade to the hospital, it was going to result in a lot of paperwork and questions. I tried to stay away from the public eye as much as I could. The last thing I needed was a full blown investigation. Dante met me in th

SalvatoreI couldn’t tell why my chest got tighter every time I let myself steal a glance at Jade. His face was blank, his lips drawn into a straight line. I hated that I could never tell what he was thinking.It was like he shut me off from his world. Rightfully so.“How does your back feel?” I tried to strike a conversation with him for the thousandth time, only to be met with the one-word answers he had been giving me all evening.“Fine.”I cleared my throat and tried again. “Mathilda told me you had a fever. I was busy with work so I couldn’t check on you myself.”He didn’t bother with an answer this time. I turned to the window and looked at the passing night life. Colored lights bounced off the glass as the car sped down the road. I tried to focus on the dinner I was about to have with Leonardo and his family.The council had claimed that the union between our families would ensure that we remain allies which will in turn ensure peace and stability between the four districts. B