AlessioI draw in a sharp breath, glance at him. "What are you trying to say, Alessandro?" I say in a soft voice."Just that you are no longer Alessio, the Capo of the Cosa Nostra.""I’m not?" I frown.He nods, "You are a husband and a father-to-be, too… Roles which you, clearly, place a lot more importance on than just being the leader of our clan."I blink, "If you mean I am neglecting my duties as the head of the clan—""I mean that you are taking a bigger picture into view. You are looking to the future, and for the first time, you are planning with peace in mind, rather than a short-sighed chance to gain the upper hand."I rub the back of my neck, "Is that a backhanded compliment? If so—""It’s not a compliment. It’s a fact." He folds his arms across his chest. "You want to ensure that you neutralize any possible threats against your family. It’s understandable. It’s why you went ahead and met with two of our fiercest rivals. It’s why you didn’t breathe a word about it to anyone
Violet It’s six days to the Christmas party, and I am almost done with the projects I have undertaken. My dress is done. So is the other outfit I have been working on. My morning sickness is also almost gone. And if I have to stay another day cooped up in here, I am going to go stark, raving mad. Clearly, the lack of sex is getting to him. Since our tryst on the terrace, I have not seen him at all. If he does sleep at night… It, clearly, isn’t in the bed next to me, as his side of the bed remains untouched when I awake in the mornings. He hasn’t been in the room, as far as I can tell. Which means he is sleeping somewhere else. Likely, in his office atV enom. Is he also sleeping withsomeone else there? But he said that he wasn't screwing anyone else. He wouldn't lie to me, would he? I tighten my fingers and Andy yowls in protest.He flicks out his baby claws and I yelp as he scratches me. I release him and he jumps down to the floor, then walks away with his tail high in the air. I
VioletAt least, last night, he had come to bed at midnight, and I had woken up enough to wrap myself around my husband and fall asleep. He’d kissed me tenderly, had run his hands down my body, aroused me to fever pitch, only to slip my nightgown and my panties aside and slide his fingers into me. He’d slid down my body, eaten me out, then he’d risen over me and pinched my clit as he’d commanded me to come. And I had. I had shattered right there, and then, promptly fallen asleep, sated.It was almost noon when I woke up to find a letter on his pillow, asking me to peek out of the window. I had, and had cried out when I had seen a car… Not just any car, a Maserati. A twin of his…but in black, with a red line running across its side, and wrapped up in a bow. It’s my car. My car! OMG! I had showered, changed, eaten a late breakfast, then rushed down to examine my new toy.It is beautiful, with sleek lines that remind me of him, a color dark enough to hint at his growly personality, and a
Chapter 1I walked in the park while sipping on a fresh brewed coffee and enjoying my book.I was a sucker for poetry and fell in love with words more than actions.When everything in the world went collapsing ,I can always turn to them and they will be waiting for me with open arms .Tears prick in the corner of my eyes as I read this particular poem that had laced my blood and crawled into my gut .Darkness folded within me like an insidious snake, that raises its head when I least expect it.Somewhere out there ,The Mafias are searching for me and apparently my sister Nina and her husband Adam West had decided to hired a security for my saftey.I did agree ,only to appease them but then I slip from my bodyguard this morning but no early in the morning .They wouldn’t think to look for me here .At least not for a while longer .I close my eyes and lick my lips .There was nothing but Silence .The rustle of the wind between the leaves .The faint tinkle of the water from a nearby spring
AlessioHer lips tasted like chocolate covered strawberries .Her body gives both heat and sweet sensation .My head spins,I need her and want her all to myself . I pull her up until she crashes into my broad chest, her body twisted against mine. I slide my leg, between hers, apply pressure until her body curves further.Do as you are told,Pretty face .Break for me and open.I swirl my tongue across the seam of her lips ,I swoop in to feel her .I am a man who take what I want and use weakness to my advantage. I flatten my palm over her belly, graze my fingers over the core of her. She moans low in her throat, the sound so soft ,I have missed it, except I have plastered her to me. Every breath of her I had inhale ,the trembling that sweeps me up.She was mine .I tilt my head, deepen the kiss even further. Thrust my tongue inside the spring of her mouth and enjoyed from her . I bring my fingers up to cup her breast and she arches her spine. Pushes her flesh into the hollow of my palm.
VioletI heard whispering and scraping of something smooth against the back of my thighs .While I try to regained my consciousness ,the masculine scent of musky,sandalwood and a hint of cedar filled my lungs . The snap and crackle of a fireplace. Warmth creeps up my fingers and my toes. I turn toward it, snuggle in against the hard unrelenting surface. Him. He is near. He had crawled into the back of the car with me, had wound his big body around mine and he’d choked me until I had fainted. I crack open my eyelids and the world swims in my line of sight."How dare you do this to me ?" I cough. "You knocked me out, you obnoxious bastard .""Well I guess I am not a freak anymore but rather a bastard,and sleep haven’t solved your aggressiveness , huh?" A lean arm appears in front of me, holding a glass of water. "Drink up ."I purse my lips, gulp, glare from the glass of water to his handsome, gorgeous, ugly-mean features."Do as I say or I will shove it down your throat myself ." Hi
AlessioShe looks up at me from under her lashes. Her blond hair stand still on her shoulders, her cheeks flushed, she chews on her lower lip and the blood rushes to my vein. As if I weren’t hard enough already. I drag my arm to the side, force my body to relax.She tips her chin up and her green eyes spark fire. Something hot stabs at my chest. This woman, she’s. a fighter. A survivor, like me. Who will break first? Me or her? It has to be her. It will be her, if it’s the last thing I do.But I want more. I need her open and thirsting for what only I can give her. I have to own her, body and soul, until her every emotion is mine to read. Her every thought is mine to see. Her every wish is mine and only mine to grant. If I so deem it.I pulled her back and swoop her down ,digging my fingers into her hair and tug as her head arches ,I wrap my other hand around her neck .This was too canal ,it was not how I intended it to be .I thought I was in control in all of this but I was wrong,A
Violet I didn’t understand this guy ,one minute funny and another minute completely arrogant.He was an emotionally unstable prick who felt like he owned me and can order me around but I will show him.As much as I hated him ,I found him very attractive ,I want to have his full and complete focus, to be the cynosure of all that smoldering, melting scrutiny. To have his fingers dig into my skin, my aching core.The hell is wrong with me? He’d wanted me. Despite what he’d said earlier, he’d enjoyed what I’d done to him. Perhaps, too much? Had I scared him away? A low chuckle catches in my throat. Am I being delusional? Me, the woman who had practiced blow jobs by watching them on the internet …and the erotic novels I’ve been reading since I turned fifteen. Don’t judge. Well, as much as a teenage girl had been able to access, that is. God bless the internet. Alessio We have arrived at my Island a few hours ago but I stared at the camera is pointing at the bed at the woman sleeping o