Adriana made a mistake by trading love for security leaving Rafael behind to marry a man who could give her everything he couldn’t. But five years later, that dream shattered when her husband divorced her leaving her with nothing but a sick daughter and a desperation she never imagined. Stripping was supposed to be a one-time thing. Just enough to survive. But Rafael was watching and decided it was time to step in. He was the highschool sweetheart she abandoned who is now the most dangerous man in the city and when he sees her on that stage, he doesn’t hesitate to step in. She belonged to him before and she will belong to him now. Trapped in his world of power and revenge, Adriana knows she can’t escape. But there’s one secret Rafael doesn’t know… he has a daughter. And if he finds out, she might lose everything she’s been fighting for.
View MoreRafael’s POVThe house was quiet when i returned and it was eerily so, the kind of silence that settles only in the deepest hours of the night. I stepped through the front doors, loosening the buttons of my dress shirt as the soft click of my shoes echoed down tje marble hall. I didn’t stop at the bar for a drink. Didn’t pause to check the security reports or glance at the monitots. My feet carried me toward the east wing with a certainty that required no thought.That wing (mine) was hidden from most of the estate and tucked behind an ornate gilded door and a hallway that curved just enough to swallow the noise of the rest of the house. It was my sanctum and only few people are allowed there. A place I didn’t allow many to see. Not even most of my men.But Isabella was there. Her small back was straight on the bench snx her tiny fingers dancing across the keys of the piano I’d hidden away for hero. She saw me and lit up. Her eyes twinkled with joy, a soundless amd sparkling expressio
Rafael’s POVShe had finally fallen asleep tangled in my sheets, bare beneath the thick comforter witj lips parted and lashes resting softly on flushed cheeks. She looked innocent there almost too innocent for what we’d done hours ago and how wanton she had looked. Like the whore I had made her years agop. I stood at the edge of the bed for far too long whilke watching the slow rise and fall of her chest and her scent still clinging to my skin. My cock still ached to be buried in her again. But I forced myself to tuck the covers around her and smooth the hair from her temple and leave.Duty called and I’d ignored it long enough. Since Adriana was shot, I’d stepped back from everything. The Brotherhood and the meetings and the responsibilities. Romano didn’t complain, not openly because he knew why I’d gone dark but everyone knew he was preparing to hand over the reins now. The old bastard was throwing a ball. A final, dramatic gesture before he stepped down and left the throne wide
Adriana’s POVThe room was silent. His arm was still draped heavy around my waist With one leg thrown possessively over mine like even in his sleep, he needed to pin me down and keep me in place. But hid breathing was slow now as I waited. Waited until the moonlight faded into a pale wash of early dawnuntil I could feel the faintest tug of morning air through the cracked window. My body ached. My thighs were sticky, my core sore and every inch of me used and branded by him. And I couldn’t stay even for one second longer. I needed water all over me. I needed space from him. And I needed to scrub his scent off my skin even though i already knew it wouldn’t come out. This is the last step I shouldn’t have taken but here we are. Holding my breath, I peeled his arm off me inch by inch while wincing when he shifted but didn’t wake. I slid out from under him, my feet hitting the cold floor as I rose slowly with my muscles trembling with exhaustion and overuse. I grabbed the oversized
Adriana’s POVI didn’t sleep not even after he left me shaking and gasping and laid bare and boneless on the bed. My body was sore in the best way. All stretched and marked nd used but not used up. Not even close. I lay there in the dark with the sheets tangled around my waist still feeling the weight of him inside me. The feel of his hands on my hips. The aftershock of that last orgasm is still twitching through my limbs. But it wasn’t enough. Not when my thighs still trembled with the memory of his voice in my ear. Not when every inch of mt skin felt too aware like it was waiting for his hands again. I was flushed anx damp with sweat and my hair a mess across the pillow. And I couldn’t stop replaying it all and his hot growl. The way he looked at me like i was prey. The unhinged hunger in him. And how, for one terrifying glorious moment, I thought he might actually break me in half. I was still thinking about all of it and still clenching around the memory of him when I heard th
He bit my other thigh his eyes locked on mine. And then finallyhe gave me what I needed. He latched onto my clit and sucked hard like he wanted to remove the pulse there. I cried out like I was losing my soul.He pressed his palm flat against my belly pinning me to the bed as he ate me with slow and devastating precision. His tongue moved in lazy circles, his lips tugging and then two fingers slid inside me curling just right. When he scraped his teeth across my clit and i fucking came.It was explosive and earth shattering. I shattered screaming his name and bucking beneath his mouth as waves of pleasure tore through me but he didn’t even stop. I remember when he used to go on and on till i am about to don’t. Even as I sobbed and shook, he ripped open the fly of his jeans with one hand on the bed and the other at his crotch. I saw the thick length of him in his fist all huge and flushed and ready. I missed his cock so fucking much. And then he shoved himself inside me in one brutal
Adriana’s POVI couldn’t sleep because my my body is still trembling from the way he made me come with just a grind of his hips and the heat in his voice. It haunted me. The memory of his hand wrapped around my throat, the dark promise in his gaze and the way his mouth brushed against my ear before he whispered..“Run before I fuck you right here. It’ll be dirty.”I sat curled up in the corner of my bed with the lights off, the silence thick and wearing only a worn t shirt and thin cotton panties. The fabric clung to me, soaked through with the proof of my desiee. My thighs pressed together in a small attempt to relieve the ache he’d left behind. But there was no escape. Not from the memory of his hands and not from the raw hunger in his eyes and certainly not from the deep pulsing need in my gut. It was like a fever in my bloodstream. And I knew he’d come for me cause there was a look in his eyes i knew right from when i was seventeen.I felt it like a countdown in my chest in the w
Adriana’s POVI didn’t expect the night to end like this but I wouldn’t change a thing. Anna came into the dining room just as Isabella let out a quiet yawn while rubbing at her eyes with that soft pout that always made my heart squeeze. “Time for your painkillers sweetheart.” Anna said to my daughter gently brushing the strands of hair away from Isabella’s face. Isabella kissed me on the cheek all warm and sweet then turned and gave Rafael a mischievous little wink before taking Isabella’s hand. What is going on with these two? Now I’m more curious than ever to find out. I watched my daughter walk away trusting Anna with the same blind faith I had in that woman since she took care of my daughter when she was sick. But as the sound of their footsteps faded down the corridor, a quiet settled in the room that instantly thickened the air.That’s when I felt his eyes. And it was so heavy and dark and smoldering as it roamed all over me. I looked up to find Rafael watching me with an in
Adriana’s POVThe kitchen was warm wirh the smell of baked cheese and herbs still lingering in the air clinging to my skin, to my hair, to the fabric of the sundress I’d just slipped into after a quick shower. The lasagna had turned out better than I expected all golden, bubbling ans perfectly layered and though I hadn’t meant to stay in there that long, something about the act of cooking had soothed me and focused me. Grounded me in a way nothing else had recently.I’d just finished wrapping the remaining tray in foil when Anthony strolled in casual as ever biting into a pear like he owned the place. He looks good as ever in all his black uniform. “Well, damn. Smells like somebody’s trying to earn wife material points.” He grinned leaning against the counter with his mouth full.“Isabella asked for lasagna.” I gave him a bland look. “Sure. But the sauce smells like you were trying to seduce the whole house.” He raised a brow clearly amused.I rolled my eyes but the corners of my mo
Adriana’s POV The scent of fresh herbs and rich tomato sauce danced around the hallway before I even made it to the kitchen. I was barefoot, my jeans rolled at the hem and one of my old button down shirts hanging loose over my frame with the sleeves pushed to my elbows. Don’t I didn’t know what made me decide to cook today especially with the army of trained chefs living in this house but Isabella had woken up asking for lasagna (her favorite) and something about her hopeful eyes made me want to do it myself. Just once and just for her. I don’t want to get comfortable here. As I padded through the hallway toward the kitchen, i caught the flicker of movement from the corner of my eye. The TV in the living room was on and humming softly. Anna was dusting a vase on a side console whle humming a tune under her breath. I would’ve walked right past it ans ignored whatever garbage was playing but something made me pause. Something stopped me cold. Because Lo and behold it was Marco
Adriana’s POVThe neon sign outside the club flickered casting a dull red glow on the wet pavement. I stood beneath it, breathing in the thick and smoky air with my arms wrapped around myself as if that would somehow make this easier. But nothing about tonight was easy which is something I have been thinking about for weeks. The bass from the music inside thumped through the walls with that kind of deep pulse that settled in your bones. Or maybe it’s because of what I’m about to do. It is also the kind that made men loosen their ties and women forget they had limits. I know cause I’ve seen it. The kind of music that turned this place into an escape or some sort fantasy for some. Except for me, this wasn’t a fantasy and it has never been for the past six months. It is a place I have to come to so I’ll be able to keep food on the table. This was my last option because there are no other options in the first place. I adjusted my thin jacket, barely feeling the cold anymore. I canno...
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