I called Elena right after with the good news. Truth be told, I didn't think I would ever go to college. My father made his stance on that clear. He wasn't about to let college boys distract me or convince me into giving them my virginity. Up until now, I thought his reason was justifiable. He wanted to keep me away from temptation. But now I can't help but wonder if it was because he didn't trust me. It's not like I'd done anything to make him doubt me. Why wouldn't he allow me to further my studies? The only thing I can think of is because he didn't want me to possess any type of skills. Having a degree meant being qualified to find a job and support myself. Without it, I would be forced to rely on him or my husband. This is one of the reasons women are trapped in marriages they don't want to be in. Because they have nowhere to go and no skills to help support themselves. Is that how my father wanted me to turn out? I'm starting to think that maybe marrying Dante wasn't such a bad

Earlier that day, "You're up. Can you stand?" An overly chipper voice asks. I blink rapidly trying to clear my vision. What the fuck happened? My limbs feel wobbly and my head is heavy. It takes a few minutes to find the owner of the voice. A moment later I manage to make out the person's features. It's a woman with black hair held in a high ponytail. She's in a tank top, leather pants, and combat boots. "Who are you?" I ask. Damn, even my throat is dry. What did they do to me? Is this a kidnapping? "Try standing and moving around. The knockout drug is strong" Knockout drug- "Did you kidnap me?" "Do you have a problem following orders?" "Excuse me?" Who the fuck is this bitch? Running a hand through my hair, I shake off the cobwebs in my head and get up. Only to fall back in the chair. I couldn't run away if I wanted to. "It'll take a while for it to completely leave your body. Drink the water. Your handler should be here any minute" I pick u

My legs shake as Dante's tongue swipes along the junction between my thighs. His fingers spread my pussy open and he sucks my sex, licking and thrusting his tongue into me. Finally, I understand why Elena likes this so much. It's exhilarating and it feels so fucking good. I'm pushing my ass into his face, not caring if he's suffocating or not. When I came back from school, this wasn't what I had in mind. Okay, who am I kidding? When I put on this piece, I knew the night might end this way. A part of me wanted it to turn out this way. The fact that he refused to send Constanza away was annoying. When we were alone she confessed that G had sent her to keep an eye on me so I won't go running my mouth. But what really pissed me off was how Dante refused to acknowledge that kiss. No matter how small it was, I wanted him to give me an explanation. He'd made it clear he wanted an experienced woman. The only experience I had was with the mysterious guy at The Cloud. And at first, I was okay

She's still in bed, curled up into a ball with a hand over her stomach. Her mother shoves me aside and practically runs to her. Fuck, she's fast. I'm pretty sure I left her downstairs. Why didn't I check on her?"Mia cara, are you okay? Why didn't you call?""I'm fine mama" she grits out writhing. It's clear she's far from fine. How the fuck did her mother know she was sick?"Why were you here alone? Isn't your husband taking care of you?" She spits out throwing me a dirty look "I knew Elena was lying about everything. Get up. We're going home""Mama...""I don't want to hear it, Emilia. You can be angry at us all you want but do it from home" I think she's joking until she hauls Emiliana up. Slipping slippers on her feet, she wraps an arm around her waist and helps her up. I'm at a loss here. I don't know what's wrong or if I can fix it. But I don't want her to leave. Once she's better, her parents might secretly ship her out of the country to hide her from me. Still, if it means easi

I don't fault Emiliana for thinking Leo is a retard. Thanks to our mother's coddling, he's turned into a fucking sissy. Part of the reason I had my mother move back was so I could whip him into shape. His voice grates on my nerves and I want to cut off his tongue so I never hear his voice again. How can a man be so whiny? Sal catches my gaze, his eyes moving to Emiliana and then back to me. I raise my brow in question. If he's checking her out, I'll gouge out his eyes and make him snack on them. We still haven't talked about him showing up here with my mother and brother unannounced. He should still be looking for Cecilio."Dante, did you hear what your wife said about your brother?" "Is the wound deep? I'll have Mendes come over and patch him up" "Let me see," she says pulling his shirt so he's at eye level with her. Taking the pan away from Emiliana's hand, I place it back on the sink and thread my fingers with hers. "Let's go" I murmur, pulling her out