LOGINROCCOI woke up to the cold, white hospital light blinding me. Tried to lift my head, but it felt like it was packed with lead. I turned it to the side and—fuck. There she was. Diana, the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life, lying next to me, holding my hand. Her hair was fanned out across the pillow, and the peaceful look on her face gave me this peace I didn’t deserve.She stirred, like she could feel me watching. Her eyes met mine, and the worry on her face was obvious. Shit. The soldiers. I tried to sit up, panic clawing at my chest.“You can’t be here,” I rasped, my voice weak and rough.“Shh, don’t move.” She slipped out of bed with ease and put a finger to her lips. “I locked the door without them noticing. If you make too much noise, they’ll hear.”I was confused, trying to piece together what the hell happened.“What happened?” I asked, the pain making it hard to think straight.“You were shot,” she said carefully.“No. After… what happened with the engagement? Ales
ROCCOThat NightI shoved the door open and tossed my car keys onto the table. Diana's engagement bullshit was still clawing at my brain. I knew I had to get her out of there, no matter the cost. The plan was already mapped out in my head, just a few fucking details left to nail down.I paced through the living room and let out a huff when I saw Luca glued to his computer again. Felt like the kid did nothing but game and stare at that damn screen all day. But at least he had a brain for this kind of thing, and he'd been proving more useful lately.I stopped next to him, staring at the screen full of graphs and code I didn't understand. Luca pulled off his headphones when he heard me."Rocco, what now?" he asked, not even looking away from the monitor. Kid needed to learn how to show a little more respect."I need you to do something." My voice came out rougher than I meant it to."What?"I took a breath, bracing for his reaction."I'm running away with Diana."Luca nearly choked, whip
ROCCOI groped her thick thighs, working my way up under her dress, gripping her round ass and lifting her as her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, our bodies pressing against each other.I felt the head of my dick brush against her panties, and a desperate moan escaped her lips.“You look so fucking hot in this dress,” I murmured, my lips grazing hers as the sweet taste of her mouth flooded mine.“Yeah?” she taunted, her voice dripping with mischief. “Then make me yours while I’m wearing it. I want to feel all of you inside me. Right now.”“Fucking hell. You don’t have to tell me twice. I’ll give you everything you want.”She let out a rough moan, her body arching against me, her back pressed against the door, and my hands found the edge of her panties. I pulled them aside, my fingers sliding inside, finding her pussy hot and ready as my teeth marked her neck.For a moment, we were so lost in each other we almost didn’t hear the knock on the door.“Diana? Are you in th
ROCCOI was on the terrace, watching Diana and that piece of shit, Alessandro, head down the garden stairs. A light breeze rustled the leaves, but my focus was locked on her. Diana, in that white dress with the strawberry print, made every step feel like a silent dare. There was no way not to notice how the fabric clung to her, showing off every single curve.A black car pulled up to the gate, and Alessandro’s eyes zeroed in on it. Everyone knew who was inside before the door even opened.So, the rotting fish known as Visconti had finally arrived.Alessandro went on alert, waiting for the politician to get out. In that instant, Diana looked my way. Our eyes met, and fuck—it was like everything around us just vanished, and some memories hit me like a fucking freight train.I remembered the smell of her skin, the way she’d curl into me, the feeling of having possessed that delicate body. I remembered how she’d moan, begging for more, my mouth exploring every inch of her. Heat flooded my
DIANAHe looked at me with those cold eyes—the expression of a man who knew the rules but wouldn't hesitate to break them if he had to."If it came down to him or me, Diana. What do you think my choice would be?" He said it like the question was as simple as breathing.A shiver ran down my spine. I didn't even want to think about it. But at the same time, everything was a mess. One minute he was acting like we had to keep this secret forever, like it was no big deal. The next, he seemed ready to risk everything. It was driving me crazy."What do you want, exactly?"He went quiet for a moment when I pinned him down with my question. His eyes stayed intense, fixed on mine."I want you."His words hit like thunder, but I needed to be sure he meant it."I thought you didn't want me that much." My voice wavered, but my heart was racing.Rocco moved closer, his face inches from mine. His eyes burned with an intensity that stole my breath."Wanting and being able to have are two different th
DIANABefore I could say anything, the reality of the nightmare hit me like a punch to the gut: my father's body on the floor. Nico's. The sound of gunshots. The searing pain of my skin tearing open. A sob broke out of me, and without hesitating, Rocco wrapped his arms around me.I grabbed his shirt, my fingers twisting into the fabric as I cried. I felt the solid wall of his chest under my hands, and he started stroking my hair, slow and steady. I cried into his shoulder, feeling the texture of his skin against my cheek.Slowly, the sobs started to quiet. The feeling of safety grew with every breath. His smell—a mix of soap, sweat, and something unmistakably him—filled my senses, pulling me back to calm. He didn't say anything. Just held me tight, letting me find my own rhythm until, finally, I felt steadier.I pulled back to look at him."Why are you still here?""I was worried about you. Earlier." His voice was softer than usual.I remembered my conversation with Alessandro and loo







