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“Okay,” he said simply. “Anything you say.”He leaned in again, but Rosa’s brow furrowed, her hand remaining firmly pressed against his chest to hold him back.“I am listening, baby,” he whispered, completely ready to agree to whatever she demanded as long as she was willing to exchange vows with him. But when Rosa remained silent, her expression hardening with frustration, Luciano sighed. He slowly pulled away, straightening his posture to sit up fully, and then helped Rosa adjust so she was sitting up straight beside him.They sat face-to-face on the sofa.“So, I have some conditions,” she started.Luciano nodded, but then his hands moved to her thighs, smoothly pulling her onto his lap so she was straddling him.“I haven’t finished yet,” Rosa whined.“Then continue. Who is stopping you?” he replied simply and his voice was thick and husky. When she narrowed her eyes at him in exasperation, he chuckled deeply. “I can't bear the distance, baby.”Rosa rolled her eyes before she contin
Rosa’s breathing hitched as his scent—an intoxicating mix of fresh body wash and expensive cologne—invaded her senses. Her chest heaved despite her desperate attempts to calm herself in his proximity. His warm body pressed flush against her back, his arms possessively wrapped around her waist, making her want to lean back against him, close her eyes, and just let him take control.The next moment, one of his hands left her waist and gently swept her slightly damp hair aside from her shoulder, clearing a path. He rested his face against the curve of her neck, breathing hot against her skin.His lips began trailing warm, slow kisses along the side of her neck, making it impossible for her to stay still—and even harder to hold back a moan.“What... what are you doing?” she panted breathlessly.Summoning the last of her resolve, she slowly pried his arms from her waist and pulled away. But just as she was about to walk away, his voice whispered from behind her, heavy and fractured."Rosie
“I didn't let him watch anything. He just chose that cartoon himself,” Luciano mumbled defensively.But this time, his tone was a little colder, quieter. The fight was leaving him. Inside, he was still reeling as a sharp pang of regret sliced through his heart. He had always thought that providing for her, giving her unlimited money, was enough to show he cared. But just now, he realized she didn't want his money. She wanted more. She wanted his effort. She wanted his attention, his time, and all of him.If he was so certain that she was his life and his world, then why hadn't he made her feel that way? Why hadn't he made sure she knew she was the center of his universe—in every way, at all times, in every single situation, and under any condition? That he only wanted her. He just wanted her to be happy. “Then you should pay attention to what he is watching. These days, cartoons are becoming pure nonsense,” Rosa grumbled, stepping closer. “Here, hold this.”She handed Luciano the gla
“Mommy, do you like Daddy?”The question made Rosa’s eyes widen slightly. She was completely taken aback. Who on earth was teaching her innocent son these kinds of things? Then, realization dawned on her, and she knew exactly who was responsible for corrupting her son’s mind. She turned her accusing gaze straight toward Luciano, who was watching her with undisguised anticipation.For a long moment, their eyes remained locked, and she said nothing.Then, arching a single brow, she kept her frustrated eyes pinned on her ex-husband while she replied to their son. “What exactly is there to like about your daddy?”Luciano’s face visibly fell. He let out a long, hopeless sigh and shook his head, looking away.“Mommy, he is so handsome!” Renzo argued, instantly defending his father. “And powerful, and so rich. And he buys me everything I ask for.”Luciano felt a wave of relief wash over him—at least their son was on his side.“Handsome?” Rosa snorted softly at her son’s innocence. “He never
Luciano unlocked his phone and held the screen directly above Renzo’s face. Renzo’s eyes immediately locked onto the light. His little thumb swiped across the screen, searching through the downloaded videos until he found his favorite one, instantly tuning out the rest of the room.With her son thoroughly occupied by the cartoon, Rosa silently mouthed to Luciano that she was going to go find the nurse. Luciano gave her a sharp nod, keeping his arm steady over the bed.Rosa stepped out to the nurse's station, informing them that Renzo was fully awake and alert. "Is he allowed to have some juice?" she asked anxiously.The nurse looked up from her computer and gave an approving smile. "He can have a few sips of clear juice," she murmured, reaching into a small medical fridge to hand Rosa a tiny plastic carton. "But remember, he must stay completely flat. Use a flexible straw so he doesn't have to lift his neck."Rosa stopped by the hospital canteen to pick up a small plastic cup of apple
Rosa lightly nudged Luciano with her shoulder, silently reprimanding him for the rude remark. "Thank you, Samuele," she said firmly.Luciano let out an irritated grunt beside her, but Rosa ignored him. To her, her son mattered more than anything else in the world."It's my duty, Rosa," Samuele said with a gentle smile. Then, his eyes shifted to Luciano, a flash of quiet triumph gleaming in them before he added, "I didn't know that you were allergic to oranges?"The question caught Rosa completely off guard. She had forgotten all about the frantic lie she’d spun earlier to protect Luciano’s ego. Forcing her face to remain completely expressionless, she subtly shifted her weight, her hand instinctively coming up to rest protectively over her lower stomach. "Ah, yes..." she murmured, her voice carrying a calculated, hesitant softness as she tried to smooth over the slip-up. "I actually developed a sudden aversion to them recently. The doctor mentioned that hormonal shifts during pregnan
Rosa drifted into a deep sleep following their passionate sex, but rest eluded Luciano. His gaze remained fixed on her, his eyes refusing to blink even for a moment. Since she was facing away from him, he propped himself up on one arm to catch a clearer glimpse of her features.A few stray strands o
Luciano fixed her with a flinty stare, well aware of the chaos brewing in her mind and the damage her sinful mouth could inflict. He was paying for her body, but he wasn’t about to let his family in on that sordid detail. His tone dropped to a sub-zero temperature as he warned, “You’re overstepping
Rosa glanced at the time on her phone after ending the call, then grabbed her bag. She told her manager she had to leave five minutes early due to an emergency, and he agreed. She quickly changed out of her uniform and back into the black knee-length dress she had worn that morning. Without wasting
“You look relaxed,” Reid remarked as he steered the car toward the office. The two friends had decided to ride together while Luciano gave Luca a few hours off, though Luca was still trailing them in another car. No matter how calm the day seemed, the Italian Don had a list of enemies miles long, a







