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What The Don Wants Restless
Isla~I lay on the king-sized bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, the sheets twisted around my legs. Sleep wasn't coming tonight, not with the way my entire body ached with need, not with the way my thoughts spun around one person.Dante.This had to be one of the few nights I was spending alone. No hands on my skin, no dirty words whispered in my ear, no lips trailing fire down my neck. Just me, the dark, and memories that refused to fade.My hand drifted across my stomach, sliding lower, eyes fluttering shut as I tried to recall the way he touched me. The way his fingers teased, the sound of his voice when he wanted me, the weight of his body pressed into mine. I chased the feeling, desperate and aching. My fingers teased my throbbing entrance as I tried to replicate the ecstatic feeling.But it wasn't enough.It would never be enough.I let out a sharp breath, yanking my hand away in frustration. What the hell was I doing?This was pathetic.I got out of bed and pulled on my robe
What The Don Wants Pretend
Isla~I didn't know how long it had been. Hours? Forever?I had spent the entire time pacing restlessly in the living room. My mind was a mess as I kept thinking of her; Seraphine.How she had confidently waltzed into this mansion knowing she would be untouchable, how she had held a knife to my neck but didn't get any reprimanding from Dante.And the kiss. She had intentionally claimed Dante's lips right before my very eyes, knowing it would piss me off.She knew who I was so she must have known I'm his wife. And still, she chose to disrespect me.My breathing became more ragged with each second I spent thinking about it, about Dante and his strange "lover".This wasn't like the time at the island when I had to watch him being sucked by those waitresses. I still got aroused from watching that but this? This was more than I could handle.Whatever Dante has with Seraphine, I could tell it pretty intense. They've clearly known each other for longer than I'd like to admit. And I couldn't
What The Don Wants Jealousy
Isla~This woman. There was certainly something about her.Something dangerous and unsettling, almost like the same thing I felt when I first met Dante.Even when surrounded by men twice her size, she remained with head held up high. A smirk adorned her perfectly curled lips as she regarded us like mere peasants."Pathetic!" She scoffed, letting her scan each of our faces.Dante's men were tense with every move she made. A few of them had already attempted going at her and let's just say, she turned out much tougher than they anticipated."So, these are the kind of people he keeps around?" She said more to herself this time.Katya was crouched down behind me, her hands clutching her side as she glared hard at the cocky female. I guess even her was no match for this strange woman.Her moves were deadly and swift, immobilizing anyone even before they get a chance to draw their weapons. I could tell she was highly skilled, trained to kill.But that wasn't why she was here.I stepped forw
What The Don Wants Underneath the skin
Dante~There was something about the silence that pissed me off.Not the absence of noise, no. The mansion was always too quiet, too orderly, but the silence inside my head. A storm was building, and for the first time in a long time, I didn’t have answers.I was restless.And I hated that.El Cajón’s voice kept replaying in my mind.Your father has something that belongs to me. And you, Dante, are the only man alive who knows where it is."But I didn't. Or maybe I did, and just didn't know it yet.I sat with my thoughts in the study, a half-finished glass of whiskey warming in my hand, the sunlight burning through the tall windows. I was barely even feeling the burn of the alcohol. My mind was too far gone for the comfort of liquor.The bastard had known my father. That much was clear. And now, conveniently, he needed a favor. A favor tied to a man who has been six feet under for years.The thought made my jaw clench.I'd known our time on the island came with a price. Again, El Cajó
What The Don Wants Return
Isla~Our stay on Ilha de brisa had come to an abrupt end and our journey back to the city was much less exciting.I hadn't spoken to Dante after what he did. And he knew better than to try forcing words out of me. So far, he was letting me be.All throughout the ride home, I remained preoccupied on the passing view by the window, trying my best to ignore the Mafia boss seated beside me.The silence between us stretched on, even as we drove through the gates of his mansion. I found myself instantly perking up on my seat, as I was eager to alight now.This...thing between us, I didn't quite understand it. And it suffocated me.I knew for a fact that it wasn't love, yet Dante's actions managed to affect me so much. And after everything that happened on that island, after everything we did. I knew there was no going back now. But that didn't stop me from being mad at him for keeping an important information from me.The car came to a halt at a designated parking spot in the mansion. I
What The Don Wants Ally
Dante ~The steam rising from the surface of my coffee did little to distract me from the stillness around me.It was a rare kind of peace, the type that came after hours and hours pleasure. Isla was still upstairs, sound asleep, draped in the sheets that now carried the scent of sex, sweat, and maybe a little bit of cum. I had left her barely conscious, her limbs tangled, her mouth parted in exhaustion.But I couldn't sleep. Not with what was going on in my head.The view from the penthouse window was breathtaking as always. Ocean waves crashed in the distance, kissed by the early sun. The island was silent, perfect. Almost too perfect.My fingers curled around the ceramic cup as I took another slow sip. The bitterness of the coffee was grounding, a sharp contrast to the sweetness of Isla's body.A subtle creak of the floor behind me snapped my senses back into high alert.But I didn't bother to turn around. I already knew who it was."Having fun, Mr. Moretti?"The voice was smooth,
What The Don Wants Naked truth
Warning! Explicit sexual content.Isla~The entire room was shaken by the moans of both myself and Dante.I had climaxed twice already but that didn't stop me from grinding against him as I took the entire length of his cock inside me. My entire body shook with excitement and need.With every thrust, I felt my world shattering over and over again. Dante was indeed a stallion.He wasn't the first man I ever had sex with, but there was something about the way he handled me. He let me dominate every now and then, like how I was currently riding him.Whenever I was nearing the edge of my satisfaction, he would choke me and whisper things into my ear. Dirty things.The way his fingers traced every inch of my bare skin, every damn curve, every sensitive spot. It felt like he was marking his territory and I really couldn't bring myself to mind.I wanted him. I wanted more.I wanted to make him quiver with the same pleasure he gave me. I wanted him to beg me to continue.I slowed down the pa
What The Don Wants Sleepy
Isla~Ever been jolted awake by the sound of your own snore? No? Then I guess it's just me.I let out a groan at the pounding sensation in my head, wincing at the brightness of the entire room. Dammit! The rooms in Dante's mansion were much darker.A yawn escaped as I turned in bed only to be faced with a familiar, heavily tattooed chest.Dante.And to make matters worse, he had his arms around me, restricting my movement by a lot. I frowned.How did I even get here? I remember being so pissed at him for something he did. So why the hell was I waking up in his arms?He was still sound asleep but I knew moving too suddenly would definitely wake him up. So I decided to wiggle out of his hold as slowly as possible.I took a deep breath and began slowly inching my way out from under Dante's arm. His grip was like a damn vice; tight and stubborn, even in sleep. I twisted, squirmed, and even tried holding my breath as if that would help.But it was all for nothing.Every time I thought I wa
What The Don Wants Stranger
Dante~The tension in the room thickened with every step she took towards me.Soon, she was standing right in front of me, her face reddened in what I assumed to be anger.She must have thrown all her fear out the window because the next minute, her hand swung right up, landing a resounding slap on my face.I was more taken aback than I was pissed. But she wasn't done."You're an asshole." Isla spat coldly.I made no attempt to stop her as she spun around to leave.Did I go a little too far? Maybe.Do I feel any regret about it? Definitely not!Isla asked for it the moment she decided to flirt with that waiter. She pushed my buttons, intentionally trying to see how much she could get away with.And wife or not, I wasn't going to let her disrespect slide.If she could dish it, then she should be able to take it.I told myself all these as I stood under the shower, letting the cold water wash away the scent of those foreign waitresses. I had only used them to get back at my wife for be
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