Todos los capítulos de Fatal Desire: Falling for my husband's son: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Alessandro’s POV“Fuck,” I cursed as I dug my finger in Amelia’s scalp and threw my head back. We were in a dark corner leading to the entertaining room, hiding from the cameras, and she was on her knees sucking me.Staying at my father’s estate proved not to be bad after all. Most of the time both of us were gone, each one doing their own duty. He was gone more than I was, leaving me with a lot of time to spend with his wife. Some moments appeared to be innocent, playing cards and chess in the living room. And then some were spent in the dark corners of the house, ravishing each other. Like this moment. I was about to go out when she texted me to meet her by the entertainment room; she had jumped on me and kissed me before sliding to her knees. I was already running late, but I was too weak to deny myself a blowjob from her.She cupped my balls and fondled them as she took my dick down her throat. My breath hitched and my balls tightened. I was about to cum and I warned her. Her movem

Alessandro’s POVWhen I got back from Chicago, it was already late, or rather, should I say early morning? I only had a few hours to sleep before I had to wake up and get ready for the day. But firstly, I slid into Amelia’s room the moment I noticed my father was heading to his. The light from her bedside lamp lightened the room a bit. I could make out her form lying on the bed. Her steady breathing filled out the room, somehow making me feel calm. I reached her bed and kneeled beside it. Her hair was spawned everywhere, covering her face. I brought my hand to her face and slowly brushed the hair off her face. She shifted but did not wake up; rather, she now had her whole face exposed for my own admiration. She looked so beautiful and so peaceful. I tugged her hair behind her ear, and she moaned, parting her lips. I could not resist the urge to put my lips on hers. I moved my head down towards hers and brushed my lips against hers. Her eyes slowly opened; her gaze, still heavy with sle

Alessandro’s POVThe first thing I did when I got to work was to look for Alberto and ask him to give me recommendations on who I could select as my guards for my penthouse. I had stayed with my father for long enough. I had enjoyed it there, seeing my angel every morning, stealing kisses around the house, and sneaking in her room for some early morning sex. It was fun, and I liked it. But I had a feeling that my father was about to be insufferable, and I wanted out of his house.“You are planning on going back to your place?” Alberto asked, and I nodded.“Can no longer stand sharing space with big old Sal?”“Something like that,” I said, not offering much information. Alberto loved himself juicy stories.“How soon do you want them?” he asked.“As soon as possible. Even tonight.”“I will see to it.”“Cool. Let me know who you came up with,” I said and walked out of his office, going to my workplace.My phone dinged, and I checked to see a message from Amelia.You did not give me a goo

Alessendaro’s POVI had not expected my father to act so fast. Dinner was almost over, and Amelia was long gone. I had seen the moment her heart had shattered and betrayal coursed through her. There is nothing I wanted more than to follow her upstairs, take her in my arms, and assure her it was her that I wanted, and I was going to find a way to make it work.Even with Amelia gone, Lily and her mother kept talking about engagement and wedding plans, making me groan inside. When my father and Aloisio switched to a light business talk, I have never been so excited about talking business. I jumped on the talk just to shut out the two ladies. Talking about the Russians seemed more appealing than talking about my enforced marriage.“Giovanni will be joining us soon. He had a few things he needed to check out before he joined us," my father said.My father had already told our Capo. I had little to no idea how I could get myself out of the deal my father and Aloisio had made. And if Giovanni

Alessandro's POV  She broke up with. I never expected it to hurt so bad. But it did. My chest felt so tight, making it hard for me to breathe. Even my eyes stung with unshed tears as I stared at the white ceiling while sleeping in my bed.When we started, I had not exactly thought about how our relationship was going to work out or where it was heading. But one thing that was undeniable: I had fallen for her. And hard did I fall. She was all I wanted. She was the one I wanted to be with. I wanted her to be mine, and I wanted to be hers. There was only one way that could happen. That is if we were to get away and run away. But very few people had run away from the mafia. They always get caught, and there was one judgement for those who ran aw