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I wish I had never found the damn envelope. Blissful ignorance was so much better than the truth.

Dante comes homea few hours later. I've been waiting in our bedroom—hisbedroom—and my pulse is racing as I hear him shut the door and move through the house. The envelope is creased from where I've been gripping it so tightly, and I try to keep my courage up to face him.

His steps are slow and unhurried. Dante never rushes. He expects the world to move faster for him when he needs it, not the other way around. Then the door opens, and he stands there, loosening his tie as he fills the doorway.

"You've been waiting for me."

I hold up the envelope in a barely steady hand. My throat is so tight it's hard to force the words out. "I found this."

Dante takes his tie off, sitting on the dresser as he approaches me. His eyes narrow, and he looks at me, really looks, and there's zero shame in his gaze. "So you know everything, then."

I swallow, trying to make my bone-dry mouth work. "I knew you bo
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    EPILOGUEDANTEOne Year LaterIslow the car down in front of the iron gates, reaching out to type the PIN into the keypad and watching as they swing open. The papers are signed, the deed handed over, and we are finally home.All three of us.Our daughter Mia gurgles in the back seat, and I watch as Isla reaches back to soothe her. My wife is a bundle of nerves about the new house, but it's everything I wanted in a home. It's sprawling and just isolated enough that I never have to see a neighbor. I have space, privacy, and control. Everything I need.I park the car, and Isla unbuckles Mia's seat. She goes to lift the carrier out, but I stop her. "You're not lifting a finger. You're still healing."She huffs a laugh, but lets me take our daughter as we climb the steps to the house. Inside, it smells of fresh paint, and all of the personal touches Isla asked for have been placed. Sun beamsthrough the high windows, but nothing is brighter than the smile my wife gives me."How do you like

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    I want to please him, and I want him to have anything he wants from me and my body. "Just be gentle, okay? I've never done that before.""Of course," his voice is low and serious, despite the position we're both in, "Relax. I'll make you feel good."I nod once, willing my body to be loose once more while Dante fishes in the bedside table for a bottle of lube. I hear him stroking the oil over himself before I feel it trickling between my cheeks, and I bite my lip as he lines up and begins pushing into me. It's a lot, and I can feel my body resisting at first, but then his cock pops inside of me, and I gasp at the fullness."Are you all right?"I nod, my eyes squeezed shut, hands fisting the sheets beneath me. "I'm fine. I just need a second."The sensation isn't just tight, it's burning, but the pain is laced with the pleasure of having him inside of me. That pleasure eclipses any hurt when he reaches between us and finds my clit. I hum softly as he works me, trying to loosen up around

  • Wrecked By My Bully   011

    I wish I had never found the damn envelope. Blissful ignorance was so much better than the truth.Dante comes homea few hours later. I've been waiting in our bedroom—hisbedroom—and my pulse is racing as I hear him shut the door and move through the house. The envelope is creased from where I've been gripping it so tightly, and I try to keep my courage up to face him.His steps are slow and unhurried. Dante never rushes. He expects the world to move faster for him when he needs it, not the other way around. Then the door opens, and he stands there, loosening his tie as he fills the doorway."You've been waiting for me."I hold up the envelope in a barely steady hand. My throat is so tight it's hard to force the words out. "I found this."Dante takes his tie off, sitting on the dresser as he approaches me. His eyes narrow, and he looks at me, really looks, and there's zero shame in his gaze. "So you know everything, then."I swallow, trying to make my bone-dry mouth work. "I knew you bo

  • Wrecked By My Bully   010

    ISLAIt's been two and a half months. That's how long I've been living in Dante's world. Two months of penthouse views, luxury, and the best sex of my entire life. Time is running out on the contract, and I have no idea what the heck I'm going to do.For the first few weeks, I kept a secret calendar in one of my notebooks, marking down the days until my contract was up. Even after we were fucking almost every night and behaving as a couple, I would mark down the days when I remembered.But then, eventually, I just stopped. Other parts of my life with Dante were consuming me. It should feel like imprisonment, but instead, it feels like … love. Possessive, sometimes infuriating, sometimes terrifying love.There's romance in Dante's intensity. The way he keeps his hand at the small of my back when we're in public, and how he knows just how I take my coffee in the morning. He even cooks for me sometimes, my own private billionaire chef, his sleeves rolled up as he chops vegetables.Then t

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    She looks over her shoulder at me, and I can see the indecision there, but Isla wants it. I can see it written all over her face."Say it, Isla.""Please, Dante."It's not enough. "Tell me you're mine.""I'm yours."I stroke her faster, circling her clit. Isla pushes her hips back further, her chest pressing against the table. I lean forward to kiss a line up her neck, savoring the taste of her skin. She's close to coming, and I keep my fingers moving on her clit, knowing how to push her over the edge."Tell me who you belong to.""You," she pants, her body beginning to tremble, "I'm yours, Dante.""Now tell me what you want," I lean forward to nip at her ear, my body covering hers, "In detail, sweet Isla"."I want you to fuck me." Her words are breathless, and I know she's close to coming. "Please, Dante, please fuck me."I release her and step back, ignoring her gasp of surprise. When she turns to look at me, her face is flushed and her hair is coming loose from the intricate style

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    DANTEI hold back for a week, and it's the longest fucking week of my life.I knew Isla would give in to me the moment I grabbed her in the fitting room of the boutique, and she looked up at me with arousal and not fear. She liked that I was possessive with that prick of a tailor, and while she said she was scared, I knew it wasn't fear of me as a man.It was the fear of how intense her hunger for me was. I knew exactly how she felt.After eating her pussy that first afternoon, I limited myself to only using my mouth on her for a week. Legally, Isla is stuck with me, and she'd probably have let me fuck her right after I made her come twice in my favorite leather chair after the fitting appointment. But I want her to be begging me to fuck her, so there's no question that she wants this as bad as I do.So I sleep with her in my arms, eat her until she is screaming before breakfast, and find at least one other opportunity to do it again before we go to bed, even if I’m at work past dark.

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