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owlonmywristBianca and Quinn are going to make for an interesting friendship...
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Yours On The Dotted Line Chapter 41
Well, at least if I’m going to be at the most awkward meeting in history with the siblings of my fake husband, I’m doing it at a really good seafood restaurant. The siblings took me to Narea off Central Park.I’ve been here countless times with my family when my mom was alive. It was her favorite restaurant. We haven’t been in a while, but the familiarity of the building, the restaurant, and the aromas coming from the kitchen bring back a ton of good memories.Bianca rambled the entire trip to Narea, and it nearly killed me. At least not much was required of me conversation-wise. Honestly, I think I could have been a mannequin, and the conversation would have gone on as if I were there.What I did find interesting was the subject of her rambling. She was detailing everything that happened after I left last night.“You have no idea how pissed Mamma was when Dante and I came back into the room without you, and Mario had to explain that you’d left. She yelled at every single one of us for
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It hurts. Why does it hurt so bad to see Dante with another woman?Granted, she’s all over him and he looks like he’s politely trying to stop her from touching him. But that still doesn’t explain what he’s doing with her. Why are they out to lunch?“Quinn, I’m sure there’s a good explanation,” Rocco says from behind me.“What the fuck kind of explanation could he have, Rocco? There is no good reason that our brother is with her, all cuddled up at a corner table,” Bianca spits out.Huh. That’s an interesting development—she’s taking my side in this.I turn back to our table, picking up the napkin from my lap and wiping my mouth with it, giving myself time to compose my face. To slide the mask back on—the one I wear around this family more often than not.Both Rocco and Bianca are watching me, and I know they see the change in my demeanor. It causes Bianca to smirk and Rocco to throw an anxious glance toward his brother.“What’s her name?” I ask, though the question isn’t aimed at eithe
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“Hey! How was lunch? Was it as awful as you thought—” Grayson says as I stomp onto my office floor. But I completely bypass him, knowing that if I stop and talk to him about lunch, I’m gonna lose my shit in front of the entire floor.Instead, I slam my office door behind me and throw my coat and bag onto the couch.“Good talk…” I hear Grayson mutter from behind the door.Instead of yelling to him like I want to, I stomp over to my intercom and hiss into it, “Get your ass in here!”Then I kick off my heels—one of them knocking over my trash can, the other hitting the far wall. I don’t worry about it. I just start pacing, eating up the carpet beneath me.“What the hell, Q?” Grayson asks, obviously annoyed as he walks into my office. “What crawled up your ass and died?”“I just came back from lunch with the siblings-in-law and happened to see my HUSBAND with a woman who was basically dry-humping him at the table,” I snarl.Grayson’s mouth nearly falls to the floor. “You’ve gotta be fuckin
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It’s Thursday. I have yet to go home. I’ve stayed here every night, working. Anything I needed, I either had Grayson or Emily get for me. I’ve been using the company gym, and my office is plenty big and fully stocked—so is the staff kitchen.Honestly, there’s really no reason for me to leave. Other than, you know… having a life.But here, inside this building, I don’t have to worry about Dante getting to me. I don’t have to talk to him. He’s still calling constantly—at least once an hour. Texting just as much. I don’t respond to any of it. Grayson started off refusing to take his messages and even cussed him out a few times at the beginning of the week. Now, he just picks up the phone, says, “She’ll call you when she wants to,” and hangs up.Dante’s sent flowers by the bucketful: Lily of the Valley, pink baby roses, blue hyacinths, white orchids, pink carnations, white and pink tulips. The combinations felt odd until I Googled them—turns out, they’re all flowers that symbolize an apol
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As we drive back into the city toward the Luciano business tower, I stare sightlessly out the window. I’m stewing on what I saw at the Luciano house. I was only there for about thirty minutes, but it’s more than enough to raise my blood pressure.I don’t think it’s just what the Don asked me—I get that he’s concerned about what’s happening between Dante and me. It affects the contract between our families. If I don’t produce an heir… well, things get complicated after that.No, I understand why he asked. What I don’t understand is why Dante didn’t tell him. Or why Rocco or Bianca didn’t step in to explain. What pissed me off most was how he acted like it was my fault, demanding answers from me like I’m the only one responsible for keeping this sham of a marriage on track.When does Dante take responsibility for his fuckups? Why is it always on me?I’m so riled up and stuck in my head that I don’t even notice when we pull up to the curb outside the tower.“Quinn?” Josiah says from the f
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How in the hell did this get here? The building is closed—only the security guard at the front desk should be here. And Gerald would’ve told me if he had anything for me. He wouldn’t have brought it up to my desk; he’d have kept it downstairs until he saw me.So what the hell is this?Walking closer, I reach out to the bouquet, arranged in a square orange vase. It’s gorgeous. A combination of sunflowers and orange roses, with rust and gold chrysanthemums and fall leaves. Whoever sent this… they know me well. Sunflowers and orange roses are my favorites. I absolutely adore them.I bend down to sniff the flowers, taking in their soft, sweet scent. That’s one of the reasons I love them—they aren’t overpowering, just beautiful. They remind me of summers with my mother, taking Rocco and me to the sunflower fields, or walking through the rose gardens in early fall. She was an avid gardener, always happiest with her hands in the dirt, showing us how to tend to flowers. Some of my best memorie
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I awake back in Dante’s bedroom, cradled in his arms with my head against his chest. I lie there for a moment, everything that happened over the last few hours coming back to me.The dinner at the Lucianos. Seeing Gabbi outside of work. The flowers. The box—and its contents. Gerald’s death.Dante must sense the change in my breathing, because he puts aside his laptop and cups my face with his hand. “Topina? Are you awake?”“What happened?” I ask, groggily.“You passed out in your office,” Dante says, brushing the hair from my face. “How much do you remember?”“Josiah came in and said that Gerald…” I swallow thickly. I can’t say any more.Dante bends down and kisses my forehead. “After that, I brought you here. The boys were still in your office when we left, looking for evidence of who did this.”“How long have I been out?” I ask.“Only an hour. I’ve stayed with you the whole time,” he says, his hand sliding to rest on my back.“Why am I here?” I ask, sitting up beside Dante. He l
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Dante growls at the feel of my lips on his, his hips grinding against mine, his hands wrapping around my waist and tangling in my hair. My hands can’t decide where to go—threading through his hair, over his broad shoulders, down his muscled back, then lower, gripping his ass.God, I love a good ass on a man. And Dante’s? It’s perfect. The kind of ass I want to sink my teeth into, scratch with my nails, and squeeze while he pounds into me.The kiss deepens, his tongue thrusting into my mouth like I’m water in a desert. I moan, wrapping my legs around his waist and grinding my core against his hardening cock through our clothes.He breaks the kiss to move to my neck.“Dante! Fuck!” I cry out as he bites me, then soothes the sting with his tongue. My heels dig into the backs of his thighs, spurring him on. His hands slip beneath my shirt, cupping my breasts through my bra.“So fucking sexy,” he murmurs against my skin. “Let me see you.”I nod, breathless, not realizing what he means until
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Bora Bora. Our final night. Our favorite kind of storm.“DANTE!” I scream, my fingers curling into his hair, holding him against me as I ride his face.His mouth is locked onto my clit, sucking and tugging just right, while his fingers curve inside me with that relentless, perfect come here motion.I’ve only ever squirted with Dante—and even then, it’s rare. It takes that crushing, desperate kind of need, the one only he can stir up. It’s different than a typical orgasm—pressure building until it feels like I might break—but the release… God, the release is so fucking good. It leaves me limp. Soaked. Ruined in the best way.He knows what he’s doing to me right now. From the way his fingers stroke my g-spot, he’s trying to make sure I’m blissed-out and limp when he finally fucks me.His moan vibrates through me, and I clench hard around his fingers. I can feel the wave rising—hot and fast and inevitable.My grip tightens in his hair, probably painful by now, but he just groans louder, d
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Back in Bora Bora. The water. The fire. The man I love.Dante chases me into the ocean—not that I can get very far. Or want to.He’s stripped off everything, tossing his clothes in a careless heap on the sand. The last thing I see flying is his Versace watch, sailing somewhere in the general direction of his pants.Then he’s sprinting into the water after me.I make it to about hip-deep before Dante catches me.“Fuck, cara mia, you’re so sexy,” he growls, his hands immediately on me. He starts with my stomach—tender, reverent—before sliding down to my ass to yank me against him, then up to my breasts, cupping them through the water. “I need you.”“You have me, baby,” I murmur, teasing. “What are you gonna do with me now that you’ve caught me?”He chuckles darkly. “Anything I want.”His hand fists in my hair, pulling just enough to tilt my head back. Then his mouth crashes onto mine, full of heat and dominance.God, I love when he takes control like this. It melts me, makes me ache to g
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One week after the spa day. Four and a half months pregnant.“Mama! I want to go play in the pool! Let me go!”Freddie is squirming all over the place, trying to break free from my arms so he can bolt out the kitchen door into the backyard of the Luciano estate.Okay, I can’t blame him. I’ve been holding him for five solid minutes, not quite ready to let go.“Topina, you have to let him go. We’re going to miss our flight,” Dante murmurs against my shoulder, his breath low and warm, sending a shiver straight down my spine.“You own the plane,” I pout. “What’s the point of owning a private jet if you can’t leave when you want?”I know he’s right, though. I need to let Freddie go.But this is the first time I’ll be away from him for longer than a weekend—and he’s always just been a short drive away, staying with Grayson and Rocco, or Emily and Josiah, or Nonna and Nonno. This time, I won’t be able to just jump in the car if he needs me.I finally let him wiggle free, and he sprints outsid
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Four months pregnant. One week from our anniversary.After my spa day with Bianca, I went to Freddie’s preschool to pick him up. He runs straight out the door and launches himself into my arms.“Mommy! Mommy! I’m so excited!” he cries as I catch him and hold him tight.I won’t be able to pick him up much longer. At four months pregnant, my OB-GYN would probably have a heart attack if she saw me carrying him right now. But it’s something I know I’ll miss. I’ve decided to carry him until our anniversary next week—when I hit the five-month mark.Yes, it’s completely arbitrary. But I made the decision. And I’m sticking to it.“Hello, amore. How was your day? What’s got you so excited?” I ask as I shift him on my hip and start walking toward the car.Josiah, standing nearby with Emilio, clucks his tongue when he sees me carrying Freddie. But he doesn’t say anything—smart man. Experience has taught him that arguing with a pregnant woman is a fool’s game.“School was great! Conner found a b
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One month later…When I first met Bianca, I thought she was stuck-up, petty, and materialistic. I honestly would’ve bet money that she’d want a black-tie affair—no kids allowed—in the most expensive and exclusive venue in all of New York.Now that I really know her, I couldn’t have been more wrong.Yeah, the girl loves to shop. And yeah, she’s never been spotted without her red-bottomed shoes and a Kate Spade bag. But when it comes to what really matters? Bianca is all about family.“Honestly, Quinn, I’d love to just go down to City Hall with the family and then go out for dinner. But you know Papà won’t allow that,” she groans.It’s been a month since my brother proposed, and despite Emilia’s best efforts to drag Bianca into full wedding-planning mode, she’s managed to dodge every attempt so far.Today, we’re having a spa day. Facials, massages, pedicures, and soon manicures. And while we’re soaking our feet, I plan to get to the bottom of this.It took years for Stefan to get to the
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Three years later…“Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday, dear Freddie! Happy Birthday to you!”My beautiful little boy—Frederico “Freddie” Dante Luciano—is three years old today. We’re surrounded by family, friends, and sugar-high toddlers, standing in a place I never thought we’d reach.Of course, the second we finish singing and Freddie blows out his candles, he immediately shoves his whole hand into the cake and shouts, “It’s chocolate cake! Mommy got me chocolate cake!”“Oh, Freddie! That was for everyone! You can’t put your hands in it,” I scold gently.“You say that like you don’t have two other cakes in the kitchen, cara mia. Let the boy enjoy his cake,” Dante says, wrapping his arm around me and kissing the top of my head.“Then you can be the one to put him to bed tonight,” I reply, earning loud laughter from Emily, who’s holding her and Josiah’s two-year-old daughter, Violet.“MAMA!” Freddie shouts, not at all pleased with my attention being elsewhere
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Quinn’s POVRocco stares at me, completely gobsmacked. “W-w-what do you mean?”I roll my eyes. “Do you really think Grayson wouldn’t tell me everything? Especially after I caught the two of you fucking in the bathroom! Why are you keeping my best friend a secret?”“I’m not!” Rocco insists—but it’s clear neither of us believes that.I don’t even dignify it with a response. I just fold my arms over my very full boobs and even fuller belly and glare at him.“I’m not ashamed of being with Grayson!” he repeats, eyes wide and desperate. “I just…” His words trail off, like even he doesn’t know how to explain it.I glance around and realize we’re in an office. Thank God. I can’t stand for long without the baby pressing on my hips and making my legs go numb. I grab a chair and sink down, eyes locked on my brother-in-law as he begins to pace.“My family knows I’m gay,” he starts. “I came out to Bianca and Dante when I was fourteen, my mom at fifteen, and the Don when I was seventeen. And surpri
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Quinn’s POV“It started right after Dante found you—when we were all meeting up at the hospital,” Grayson tells me.We’re sitting in the front seats of my car. He hasn’t looked at me once since we got in. I can tell he’s worried about how I’ll react to the story.That alone makes me sad. That he thinks I wouldn’t be happy for him. That he doubts I’d be on his side.“At first, we were just at the hospital at the same time. I noticed Rocco took his coffee the same way I did, so I started picking up drinks for both of us. Then he started bringing pastries. One thing led to another… and we ended up in a heavy makeout session, dry humping against the alley wall behind a café.”I blink. “And you weren’t going to tell anyone?” I ask. “Didn’t you think we’d be happy for you?”“It’s not that…” He sighs. “At first, we kept it quiet because of everything going on—your kidnapping, the baby, your dad… We didn’t want to add more chaos. And then it had been so long. We didn’t know how to bring it up.
