All Chapters of The Rossi Brothers I — Luciano : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Maria. I felt a bit of satisfaction knowing I had gotten on his nerves; if he wanted me to act happy with him, he had to work for it. I waited, looking ahead and ignoring the man beside me as he fumed. If it were possible to cut my head off, he would have done so without a second thought. I could feel him glaring at me, even with my eyes on the other cars passing by. After what felt like an eternity, he opened the door and stepped out. I let out a breath of relief as my eyes followed him; as much as I wanted to appear brave in front of him, that didn’t mean I wasn’t scared. Luciano pulled my door open with such force that I feared the door would come off its hinges. He didn’t offer his hand to help me out like any gentleman would, and honestly, I was expecting that. He walked away as soon as he had opened the door, leaving me to struggle to get out of the car. If he could have, he would have walked into the house without me by his side. But, apparently, we both had to pretend to be

Luciano. Matteo gave me a smug, self-satisfied grin after I said that, his hand still resting on my wife’s shoulders. My patience with him being around her was wearing thin. “Calm down, your tits, man. I’m merely keeping your wife company,” he said, his concerned expression more fake than most of the plastic surgery I’ve seen in my life. He wasn’t just keeping her company, and we both knew it. “And besides, I had no idea she was married.” “Luc...” My eyes didn’t leave his even as Mariana called my name. His hold on her, the way she was laughing and smiling with him—it made me furious. I hated seeing her with him or any other guy. I was unsure about what infuriated me more: that Matteo could fool my wife so easily, or that she couldn’t see through his bad acting. “I’m not going to say it again. Get your hand off her.” The only thing stopping me from charging at him was the fact that I didn’t come here to fight. “Relax. I’m just keeping her company. Isn’t that right, sweet cheek

Maria.It has been a day after my embarrassing moment with Luciano. I still find it hard to believe I did that; that I gave him the go-ahead to spank me and not only that he saw how wet I was from getting punished.Gosh, I can’t get the way my ass was grinding on his hard-on while searching for relief and after all that, after I’d thought he would take it further the bastard pulled away from me after I had my first orgasm in his hands.He acted like nothing of such happened between us. I wasn’t going to be the one who blushed anytime I saw him now nor am I going to let that happen again.I still feel sore and hard to sit even after rubbing some pain relief lube on them. I guess that’s a reminder that whatever happened that night really happened, I wasn’t just imagining it, it really happened.That night I had thought Luciano was truly fighting because of how badly that idiot spoke about me but I have come to realize that he only did that to save his reputation.He didn’t do that becau

Mariana. I woke up feeling a bit tired, and I didn’t know why. I had hardly done any work to make me this tired. My stomach growled, and I had no choice but to get out of bed and find something to eat. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and grabbed my phone before heading downstairs. As I descended the stairs, one at a time, I frowned when I heard unfamiliar voices coming from the living room. The noise stopped as soon as I stepped into the room, and I looked around to take in the scene before me. There were three people in the living room with a huge wardrobe-like structure, while others were outside doing something I did not know. What was going on? “Ah, Mrs. Rossi, good thing you’re awake,” Elena said as she rushed toward me. I frowned and typed on my phone, “What’s going on?” since I couldn’t remember anything. Was there a birthday? Elena stared at me with wide eyes. “Didn’t Mr. Rossi say anything to you about the party?” she asked, and my frown vanished as I recalled the b

Luciano. I parked my car in front of Devil’s Hell and stepped out, straightening my suit jacket before tossing the car key to the valet. I looked around, taking in the surroundings of the club. My lips twitched at the sight of the long queue outside; it was no surprise that Devil’s Hell had been packed every night since it opened. That was another reason I was contemplating opening a new location in a different city—though I was still weighing my options. Devil’s Hell wasn't just any club. We didn’t allow just anyone to walk in; each guest had to be screened for weapons, drugs, and other contraband before being admitted. The bouncers at the gate were doing a quick and efficient job of letting people in and screening them. Letting out a breath, I finally decided to walk inside. “Boss,” the bouncer called, parting the way for me to pass. I nodded in acknowledgment. Though it was still noon, the place was packed, every corner filled with people. Prostitutes were attending to customer