CHAPTER FIVE

GIANA POV

“Max” I moan my voice loud in the bedroom

As he pushes me to the wall

“I see the way you look at me, with those seductive eyes” he whispers in my ears pulling back and our lips mesh together again, sealed in a passionate kiss

His fingers trail my thighs almost like he wants to carry me around his waist but I halt him immediately,

“You can’t,” I say my cheeks turning pink from embarrassment, Dante could never carry me due to my size and always ended up with me on the floor and being laughed at by him.

He rolls his eyes, grabs me easily, and throws me over his back, he turns to the dark bedroom my squeals the only sound he can hear.

He gently places me on the bed, “I've wanted to fuck you since the very first day I saw you enter that bar” he says his lips leaving trails of kisses on my neck.

Tingles fill my body, my nipples rising and trying to escape my shirt, “Please Max” I moan as his lips move down to my neck, my shirt still covering my body.

“Patience Giana,” he says sweetly, his fingers slowly removing my clothes revealing my breasts to him, he cups them in his hands but they spill due to their size, I look up at his eyes shining brightly in the dark, like a child that just got handed a lollipop

“You are absolutely beautiful Giana” you're literally perfect he purrs his finger tracing my nipples and leaving me in shivers

“Don’t worry I know what you want,” he says in the quiet room, his lips pulling my nipples into his mouth

I'm overtaken with ecstasy, my fingers claw at his shirt, begging thin to remove it. “Max please remove your shirt” I moan out loud

He detaches from my breast removing his shirt immediately, he stands right in between my legs, tattoos covering half of his body, they are printed on him like ink is to paper.

“Do you want me to fuck you Giana?” he raises a brow at me, bending forward slightly and holding his body up, his eyes meet with mine

“Yes Maximilian, please fuck me” I whisper in his ears when I hear a loud bang.

I wake up to a knock on my door, sweat soaking through my skin despite the room being cold, I breathe hard looking around the room realizing what happened last night.

“Miss Giana, Mr. Maximilian is waiting downstairs for you” I hear the maid's voice, and her footsteps falter, walking away from the door

I lay back down, eyes wide open, why did I dream about that? Am I that attracted to him that I would have a sex dream?

I sigh thinking about last night, I accepted his offer yes, it was the best offer I've had, I would be his wife in exchange for him getting his inheritance and I would be supported and protected for a year as the contract stipulates.

For someone just coming out of a marriage it's pretty fast for me.

I quickly have a bath and dress up in the white dress he had given to me last night, like he knew I was going to say yes, we were going straight to the registry to get married first and then he would introduce me to his family.

I think about the sex dream while I dress, the way he held me, the way he touched me, its enough to make a woman cum in real life

“Giana” I hear a knock on the door, his deep voice following “Are you ready? Can I come in?” he questions

“You can come in,” I say turning to the door

He opens the door and his shoe-covered feet hit the floorboard his eyes rising to hit mine, we are locked in a state before he opens his mouth “You look gorgeous” he says, his mouth and eyes saying the same thing.

“You are a very confident man aren't you?” I raise a brow at him

“For my age, it would be weird not to be” he walks forward grabbing my hand in his hold, “The dress looks breathtaking on you”

“Thank you” I step back, sending him a soft smile, “This contract, when can we sign it? And it's only for a year right?” I raise a brow at him

“Right” he nods, “we can sign the documents downstairs and after that, we can head to the registry”

“Thank you, Maximilian,” I say my hands folded in front of me nervously “I can't thank you enough for saving me and now, marrying me, a woman you just met” I shake my head still confused about his offer

“Are you sure you want to do this?” I raise a brow at him

He nods steady on his feet, “At my age, I think I know when I'm sure about a woman” he takes my hand directing me outside

“How old are you even?” I raise a brow at him as we walk down the stairs, his eyes following my every move.

“I don’t look my age?” he turns to me with a brow raised, the contract placed firmly on the table, I wanted to sign it last night but he asked me to go to bed and think about it properly despite me already saying yes last night

“Are you supposed to look a certain way?” I turn to him slightly taking a seat and grabbing the pen, my hand hovers on the page, am I really about to do this? Marry some unknown man? I turn to him slightly, “How old are you, Maximilian?” I say my tone low and serious.

“I turn 40 in a few weeks, I might be old but-” he says but his voice halts at me placing my signature on the page.

“Your age doesn't matter but I just want the truth told to me at all times” I turn my narrowed eyes to him, “I don’t like lies,” I say

“You have the truth” he nods, let's head to the registry, my family awaits us.

“I Giana Marino, take you, Maximilian North to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better and for worse, in sickness and in health, to love, cherish and obey, till death do us part and there to I pledge to you my faithfulness,” I say the words, he pulls out two black rings shocking me, I grab his good band placing it on his fingers waiting for him to continue his vows

I Maximilian North, take you, Giana Marino, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better and for worse, in sickness and in health, to love, cherish, till death do us part and there to I pledge to you my faithfulness” he says his voice deep and low like he has gotten what he wanted without me realizing it.

“You may now kiss your bride,” the Priest says

Maximilian doesn't waste any time, his arms pull me closer to him, his fingers gripping my waist tightly, his fingers lift my chin to him seductively and my heart pumps so fast in my chest I think he can hear it, his lips join with mine in a short and passionate kiss, his lips moving with mine in a dance and soon he removes his lips from mine and I almost want to tell him not to stop.

The priests shares a smile with us and instruct us on what to do next.

Soon we are in a car heading to the biggest mansion I've ever seen, and I don’t come from a poor home and neither was I married to a poor man, I know luxury, I know money but this.

“This is a castle” I mutter to myself turning my eyes to him my eyes wide open in shock

“This is our new home” he replies his eyes beaming with pride as the car comes to a stop, in front of the door is a litter of people, his family.

I walk forward with him, his fingers grasping mine gently and his arms around my waist in a possessive hold, my feet falter when my eyes rise to meet someone I've known for half of my life, who threw me out on the streets without looking back.

“Dante” I mutter to myself

“Everyone this is my new wife, Giana North” Maximilian says causing everyone to erupt in gasps like it was unexpected.

“Giana, my mother, my aunt, my cousins, and my nephew” he points finally to Dante.

My eyes stay wide open in shock sharing a locked look with Dante, “Lord I married my ex-husband's uncle.”