He drove faster with his fingers, pushing them in and out like he was losing control over his own will. He wanted to ravage me and the ravenous look in his piercing blue eyes said it all. “Eros, I can’t,” I begged, not being able to hold my cards, being so close to falling off a cliff yet not letti
EROS By the time I was ready, Mariella was already downstairs. As much as I wished to get the morning over with, I couldn’t skip it. That was demanded of me. I’d just have to be quick while Mariella bade farewell to her people. I glanced at the mirror one last time to steady myself. Not even a col
Arabella snorted. “Being parents shouldn’t have to be a duty or a necessity. Mariella has a say in this as much as my honourable brother-in-law does.” This little girl’s aversion fucking irritated me. She didn’t even know me. “I’m with Ara on this, Mama,” Mariella said. “I’m not ready.” “How do y
He stepped forward, his eyes burning with fury. Cosa Nostra’s most powerful underboss—that was Danilo’s reputation, and it was for a reason. “You will have my unwavering support as long as you respect my daughter and get rid of your . . . childishness, I’d like to call it.” “Promiscuity is probably
MARIELLA I sat at the dining table on the platform between the living room and the kitchen. Eros had disappeared into the door beside the stairs in a hurry about ten minutes ago. I wasn’t sure what he meant when he said he wanted to talk, but I didn’t have a good feeling about this. My role in hi
“Yes. No physical attachments.” Eros spun the file toward me and stood up from his seat. “We wouldn’t want anything to go out of our hands, would we?” It seemed like he’d been set about doing this for a long time. He’d planned all of this carefully, arranging it in a way he knew I couldn't resist.
MARIELLA “You did what?” Niana squealed through the phone, her voice pitchy. “Marie, you don’t lie about touching yourself to your husband.” “Well, he wouldn’t know if it’s a lie,” I reasoned. “Besides, he didn’t let me answer. Although I was feeling a little awkward to tell him how I tried to tou
A part of me wanted to let him go, especially because of the conversation we’d had this morning. But he was still my husband. I still hoped to make him see me as his wife, despite that stupid contract. Juno lingered behind him with the same hopes as me. She wanted his attention as much as I did. Bu