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S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite 55
SixFrancesco’s voice still echoed through the dining room. The bastard had finally spoken up, and in a room like this.The nerve of him! Maybe I wasn’t threatening enough; maybe I was beginning to lose my touch. Otherwise, he would’ve taken my warnings seriously.No one spoke a word. No one moved. You could hear a pin drop. The air was thick with the kind of silence that comes right before something shatters.My hand rested on the grip of my gun under the table, loose but ready. My eyes were on Marco.Waiting for a sign. The odds were tipped against us, but I would die before I sat quietly and watched him pounce on Arabella. The whole building was packed with Marco’s men. I was outnumbered.Since the incident at the mall, he had become paranoid. He had the building cleared from top to bottom; he even hired extra gun hands. All I had on me was a handgun, but I’d take out Marco in an instant if need be.I glanced at Arabella. She was so far away. I wanted to be close to her in this mom
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ArabellaThe table stretched to the far end of the room. It was covered in a white tablecloth, candles were lit, and flowers decorated the table. It was a “family dinner,” as Marco had described it.Everyone was seated—some faces I could recognize at a glance, others I couldn’t.My father was there, his eyes unable to meet mine. I looked away. My eyes searched for that one person.Six was already at the table.He didn’t look at me.Good. I didn’t trust what I’d do if he did.Marco and I took our seats.“Arabella,” Marco’s grandmother began. She was sitting across from me, on the other side of Marco, who was at the head of the table. “You look beautiful tonight,” she said simply.I nodded with a smile. “Thank you, Nonna, you look great as always.”She nodded curtly.Marco was beaming with pride beside me. “She is always a vision, isn’t she?” He leaned closer and kissed the top of my head.I didn’t look at him, but I felt him—the same way you feel heat at your back, or lightning before
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ArabellaI merely smiled at him.His fingers brushed against my crotch, and his lips curled into a smirk. “It’s a fountain here, baby…”I blushed hard and lowered my eyes. “I want to moan your real name when you pleasure me…” Even I didn’t believe I had said it out loud.Of course, it was more than that. If I was in love with the man, I needed to know his name at least.Love? What a strange word, but it was true. I was in love with my bodyguard. I was in love with Leonardo Moretti.He grinned; that beautiful smile that made me weak in the knees. “I promise not to fall short of your expectations, Arabella. I would also like to hear you moan my name…” he whispered, and then he took my panties off, baring me to him.He shut his eyes and inhaled, his lips curling into a pleased smile. He was smiling like my panties were a scent he was addicted to.Just like he said, they were soaking wet—just like they always were whenever I was around him. He brought them to my nose.“This… you drive me
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ArabellaMy lips curled into a mischievous grin. “No,” I whispered.His eyes widened in surprise, he hadn’t expected that response.I bit down on my lower lip. “Frankly, I don’t think I owe you anything.”He grabbed my upper arm, pulling me close. “You don’t believe that, Arabella,” he murmured near my ear. Goosebumps spread over my skin as I shuddered. “I think we’re past pretending we don’t need each other. Don’t you think so?”Need… I strained. “Interesting choice of word.”He gripped my jaw, our lips only inches apart. “Yes, Bella. Need,” he said. “That’s the only reason you’re in a limousine, on your way to your own pre-wedding party, and yet your body yearns for another man—me.” He emphasized the last word.“You don’t know that,” I blurted. At this point, I didn’t know if I was outright refusing him or desperately goading him, hoping he’d take the bait.His eyes flickered to my breasts, now practically spilling out of the top of my dress. “Really?”My cheeks flushed with embarra
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ArabellaI stared at my reflection in the mirror. The ladies who had helped dress me up were already packing up and leaving.I couldn’t deny that I looked beautiful—more beautiful than I had ever looked.I mean, it was expected, seeing as I was wearing a very beautiful dress that Marco had spent a fortune on. It was a pink satin dress that clung to me, but not in a way that made it hard for me to breathe.It had tiny sleeves and was backless, pooling around my feet. I was wearing it with a matching pair of silver heels and clutch.Marco’s voice echoed in my mind: I want you to look elegant. I want them to see what’s mine.I adjusted the straps and stepped out of my room, my heels quiet on the marble. Each step toward the stairs made my heart beat louder.This was supposed to be a dinner. A pre-wedding celebration. A soft show of power. I was supposed to be radiant. Grateful. His.But I felt hollow.I saw him the moment I reached the top of the stairs.Six.He stood near the front door
S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite 50
SixShe was in the pool again.I saw her from the second-floor balcony, and for a long moment, I didn’t move. I just watched her.She was wearing a black bikini, her skin glistening under the sun. I gawked at her slender body as she glided through the water.Her head bobbed above the surface, and she was a vision. Every inch of her was perfect.I hadn’t planned on coming down here. But here I was, walking toward the edge like I had no damn control over myself. Maybe I didn’t.I didn’t the last time I was with her—I’d trapped her in an elevator and almost fucked her there.She surfaced and saw me standing there.Her eyes flicked to mine. There was no tenderness in her blue gaze. She didn’t look at me like she used to anymore.I didn’t care.I sat on the edge of a lounger, leaned forward, and lit a cigarette I didn’t want. “You always swim when you’re pissed?”She didn’t answer. Just turned and pushed off the edge again.I watched her glide across the water like it wasn’t driving me ins
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ArabellaThe elevators opened, and it was the same strangers from earlier. We were still locked in; I was straddling him, his arms gripping my thighs.“Hi…” they greeted, awkward smiles on their faces.I smiled at them, my cheeks bright red, as we waved back at them, awkward smiles on our faces.It could have been any of Marco’s men. It could have been Marco himself.They didn’t come in this time around; they let us have the elevator to ourselves. I got down from him and ran toward the doors.“Arabella…”“Don’t talk to me, Six.”The doors opened up, and I rushed out. I could hear him trailing behind me, but I didn’t turn around to look. I walked as fast as my legs could carry me.His mouth still tingled on mine. I touched my lips, wondering if my lipstick was smeared.I hadn’t caught my breath since the kiss. Six had kissed me like he meant it, like he’d die if he didn’t. And I let him. Again and again, unashamedly. I let him kiss me without demanding an apology or at least an explana
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ArabellaSix was kissing me.Those were the words ringing in my head. I was pressed up against the wall, his body trapping me in between. I could feel the bulge in his pants; he was aroused, and so was I.And nothing else mattered—not the fact that we were in an elevator, nor the fact that Marco was in this building. Not even my anger toward Six could stop me from feeling all the things I was feeling in this moment.I had been so conscious of him walking behind me; I could feel his piercing stare, and now that our bodies were pressed against each other and our lips locked, I could feel all of the emotions.His kisses were soft at first, and then it got heated. His hands roamed my body, feeling me up while his mouth attacked my lips aggressively.He tasted of bourbon and whiskey, his scent a perfect blend of citrus and sandalwood that wafted through the air, enveloping me.I shut my eyes, basking in the scent. I wanted to be wrapped up in it completely. He cupped my cheeks, deepening t
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SixThe VIP lounge in the bar was filled with Marco’s men. Soft tunes played in the background, scantily clad ladies sashayed from one end to the other. The bartenders were refilling the glasses as quickly as they emptied.The men were talking loudly and would occasionally burst into laughter. None of it mattered; it was all background noise, all of it except her.Arabella.She was seated on the couch next to Marco, wearing that black leather dress that clung to her like it was made just for her. It accentuated her figure. Her hair was swept back, her lips were a bright red, and by God, did she look smoking hot.I didn’t know if she was doing it on purpose; heck, I couldn’t even tell what she was doing, but I was bothered. I couldn’t even relax; I kept adjusting my tie, stealing glances at her.My eyes traveled the length of her body, and I could feel the stiffness in my pants. I slowly averted my eyes. What are you doing to me, Arabella Rodriguez?Since I walked in on her with him, I
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