LOGIN“Thank fuck, you’re here,” Pietro sounded. “She didn’t take an epidural or whatever the fuck that is.” “What?” Rose had told me about it, how it could reduce the pain. But if she had not taken it— A loud cry sounded from the other side of the door, and my breath hitched. “Luciano, you need to go
LUCIANO “Have our men withdrawn from New York?” I asked, scrolling through the articles on my laptop. “It’s been eight fucking months since the break.” The inactivity in the east and west, both Cosa Nostra and Outfit, had been very nerve-wracking. Since the dramatic outbreak between Belle and Adon
I smiled. “What do you plan?”“Do you have any plans?”“Nothing big, but I was hoping to buy a country house.” Her smile lit up. “I mean, we certainly can’t raise this kid and our future children in a penthouse. They need a proper environment, sizeable space to run around.”“Our future children? How
Luciano was at the altar, his hands behind his back, his curly, dirty-blond hair pushed back, and behind him was Pietro, dressed in a tuxedo, since he was the best man along with Rione, and Lys and Sabina were the bridesmaids.I met Luciano’s stare and every thought I had left my mind. Even with all
ROSALINEI was not sure why I was doing this. What I knew was my attempts would go in vain and I would be shattered yet again, but I had to try one last time. I had to call Dom.Standing in front of the long mirror—dressed in an off-shoulder sheath-wedding gown with netted sleeves and hair properly
“Even my extra weight?”“Yeah, even my child’s weight.” Smirking, he added, “I liked you with the pink hair. What else could you possibly want?”“Okay, my pink hair wasn’t that bad.”***“There’s a tradition we should talk about,” Luciano said, coming out of the washroom in nothing but a towel wrapp
LUCIANO I sat on the couch beside Pietro and took the tumbler of scotch from his hands. He had not said a word since I had entered his penthouse, which was unusual. It had to be because of the quarrel we had had the other day. “Is there something I should know?” He shook his head, making me frown
With our lips still in contact, he held my waist in a bruising hold and edged me toward him. Snaking my legs around him, I hugged his shoulders to keep me against his muscular body, so that I could feel every flex of his muscles and chest. He reached between us and rubbed the tip of his erection ov
I pulled back and met her gaze, both our chests heaving because of breathlessness. Lowering my head, I whispered, “I believe getting the dress dirty would be a problem.” She released a shaky breath and nodded. “Then we better get you out of it, shall we?” She did not wait for me to do anything and
LUCIANO “Let’s start with all the things I wouldn’t have done to you, shall we?” I said, before pulling her into the washroom. I was determined to meet her today, ask her why she had not told me who she was or if she had taken me for a fool, which I was, given the way I had been so worked up about







