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His tongue darted out, flickering over her swollen clit before he sucked the sensitive bud deep into his mouth. Then, he thrust his tongue deep into her tight hole, mimicking the rhythm he’d soon use with his cock.Rosa felt as if her entire body was on fire, and he was the only one who could quench the heat. She thrashed her head against the table, covering her mouth with her hand while sobbing for more. Her hips bucked wildly, grinding her soaking wetness against his face as she chased the pleasure he was providing.Then, she felt his teeth graze her clit. Her hips jerked in a violent response, but he pressed a heavy hand over her stomach to pin her firmly in place.Rosa’s nails clawed hard at his scalp in a desperate attempt to hold onto something—anything—, but he shoved her hands away with a low groan. Deprived of him, her fingers scraped against the hardwood of the table, her nails gouging the surface until the tips pained her. Luciano shifted his mouth, nipping at her folds be
Luciano’s eyes, dark with a hunger that seemed to devour her, tracked every shift of her expression. He groaned, “Baby, be careful if you don't want anyone to disturb us.”Rosa couldn’t even reply; the fire his touch ignited was too overwhelming for any other thought. He hiked her dress up to see her wet cunt, taking his fingers greedily. He grabbed one of her legs and anchored it over the table, his gaze fixed on her dripping pussy. His breath hitched as he watched himself stretch her open. Then he forced a second finger inside, then a third, filling her tight channel until her hips were rocking uncontrollably against his hand, her clit buzzing with every friction of his thumb. When he curled his fingers to hook against that sweet spot repeatedly, Rosa’s cries grew violent.“Fuck!” she cursed as she felt her core tighten. The next second, he commanded, “That’s it. Cum for me, piccola.”Rosa’s eyes rolled back as fireworks exploded behind her eyelids. Her back arched, and her chest h
Luca froze for a heartbeat, stunned by her sudden bravery. He hadn’t expected Lucy to take the lead, but the next moment, his desires for her took over.His eyes slid closed in pleasure, and his arms tightened around her waist, pulling her flush against him. He slowly parted her lips as they moved softly against his, and the second his tongue slid into her mouth, the kiss deepened into something raw. Luca felt himself losing his self-control. Lucy was more eager than he had ever seen her—there was no resistance, no reservation. Her hands moved all over him, clutching at his chest and shoulders, pulling him as if she couldn't get close enough. Luca felt his last thread of control snap.“Fuck, cara mia,” he groaned against her lips, his voice a ragged warning. “Keep doing this, and I won’t be able to hold myself back anymore.”Lucy opened her eyes and looked into his, pressing a hand against his chest and pushing him back just enough to break the contact of their lips. He frowned at th
"Yes, I’m hungry," Rosa whispered. Her voice was a low, melodic rasp, more sensual than anything he’d ever heard from her. She was completely drowned in it, her honey-brown eyes a dark, glazed reflection of her body’s raw need. She reached down, her fingers locking around his wrist with a strength that surprised him. Looking straight into his eyes, she guided his hand upward. His fingers disappeared beneath the silk of her dress, and the second his skin grazed her damp heat, he let out a guttural growl."Fuck, you’re soaking for me, baby."Rosa’s breath hitched, her spine arching as she leaned back on her palms. The friction was an exquisite torture."Then what are you going to do about it?" her hooded eyes challenged him.Luciano let out a dark, low chuckle that vibrated through the table before his fingers drove into action, ruthless and precise.*Meanwhile, on the rooftop, Luca and Lucy were completely lost in their own world. Luca had arranged for them to cut a cake together whi
As he whispered, his lips brushed her flushed cheek. Rosa sucked in a sharp breath as a sensual shiver ran through her body. “That’s… cheating,” Rosa gasped, her heart hammering against her ribs. “We... we had a rule. We said we wouldn't do this. No sex.”“Correction... that was your rule. I never signed off on it, baby.” He smirked against her skin, his hand starting a slow, torturous graze along the curve of her waist. Rosa shuddered; the contact felt like a live wire against her skin. Damn him. He knew exactly where she was most sensitive.His fingers applied just the right amount of pressure, holding her in place while his touch sent tingles radiating through her.“You expect me to follow your rules—to not look at another man—and yet you can’t agree to a single one of mine?” she whispered. Her voice broke, betraying the desire that was starting to cloud her judgment.What was wrong with her? And what was it about this man? No one else had ever managed to ignite this kind of chaos
Rosa quickly withdrew her hands, sensing Luciano was enjoying this far too much.Samuele looked uncomfortable as well, his gaze lingering on the way Rosa had been holding Luciano so closely in front of him. In his mind, Rosa was still his. She had agreed to marry him, after all. And he intended to keep trying until she finally became his wife. He was convinced she was only behaving this way because she was afraid of the Italian Don.When Luciano still didn’t let her go, Rosa pushed against his chest with all her strength.He frowned.“Come on, Rosie, you can’t be serious,” he said, frustration slipping into his deep voice. “Don’t ruin our date because of someone else.”He threw a pointed glance toward Samuele after the last words, and the doctor’s expression tightened with hurt.“Date?” Samuele repeated, his eyes immediately searching Rosa’s face.“I didn’t know about it,” Rosa said quickly. “This isn’t a date.”“Now you don’t have to hide it, amore mio,” Luciano murmured as he leaned
“But know this—Luciano Mancini doesn’t need a signed document to make a deal.”Rosa’s eyes flew open, and she quickly shook her head.“No, I didn’t mean to end our arrangement.”Her reply lit something in Luciano’s eyes.But Rosa had never intended to end it—not yet. Not until she became pregnant wi
Rosa felt uneasy when she found a pair of intense blue eyes staring back at her with recognition in them, followed almost instantly by a flicker of annoyance that tightened the man’s already cold expression.Luciano Mancini sat in the middle, the other two men positioned on either side of him. For
As Rosa hurried out of the building, her vision blurred—her tears spilling before she could even take a breath. And as if the sky itself felt her despair, the clouds opened, rain pouring down in heavy sheets, weeping with the mother who refused to stop fighting… even when she had no strength left.
Rosa didn’t say a word.It was known across the world that Luciano Mancini was rumored to be the Italian Don—but there was never any proof, nor was it ever made official. He owned countless legitimate businesses, charity organizations for noble causes, schools, and hospitals that served people for

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