ACCIDENTAL SURROGATE FOR THE ENEMY DON のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

EMILY'S POV I waited for minutes, my body physically itching as I waited on the bed in fright. What could have possibly gone wrong? Oh, Leo, for your own sake, it better not be what I thought. The wait was killing me, and I found myself heading in to join her. She was just seated inside the bathtub in tears, while the water from the shower cascaded down her naked body. Not bothering to take off my night clothes, I stepped in and joined her in the bathtub, pulling her body into mine and patting her back softly. I didn't know if this was my fault. Maybe I shouldn't have supported her through this whole idea of... "He cheated on me." She muttered onto my chest, cuttting through my thoughts. What...? Immediately, I gently pushed her body off of me so I could see her face much clearly. "Alexa..." I whispered, not wanting to believe I heard right, but also thankful it wasn't the worst case scenario I had painted in my mind. "Leonardo cheated on meee..." She cried

DANTE'S POV "Now kiss me. I've been hungry for that all day." I had truly been hungry for her the entire day, feeling rather lucky when Vito called to tell me he was still caught up in some business he was handling for me . That was why I seized the opportunity and came to pick her. That was why I kissed her for no reason, when she asked if she was a child. Did I ever really have a reason for kissing her? For... fucking her? Why did the word 'fucking' suddenly sound so wrong to use in respect to her? What was wrong with me? When I felt her move her lips against mine, I was overcome with the need to taste all of her. I pushed out my tongue and let it dance around hers, tasting her sweet essence. She moaned into my lips, her fingers travelling through my hair and pulling gently. My hand reached for her waist and trailed slowly down to her ass. I give a gentle squeeze, and she moaned again. That drove me over the edge and I could feel myself getting hard. Just when I g

EMILY'S POV I couldn't help the way my skin crawled as I rushed out of the bathroom. I hated that I felt that way. I hated that I probably ruined the 'fun'. But I just couldn't help it. I prayed Dante didn't try to follow me out to the bedroom, because I didn't think I could bring myself to utter a single word to him. I quickly wore my trousers and threw on my top, not bothering with my bra. After that, I rushed out of his room and headed to mine, grateful I didn't walk past anyone along the way. The first thing I did when I got to my room, was to bath. I felt so dirty. I hadn't felt that way in a long time. I hated that feeling of... self loathing. I had battled it for such a long time. I thought I was finally over it, but... clearly, I wasn't. After stepping out of the shower, I wrapped myself in a bathrobe, not shivering from cold, but an internal kind of pain I couldn't explain. My hair was still wet, but I didn't care. I laid on my bed, the wetness seeping righ

EMILY'S POV My eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. It wasn't because Matteo was kissing Larissa. No. It was because of the level of angst between them. It made their kiss even more intense, and I felt my belly do that thing. She suddenly pulled away from him, panting hard. I half expected she'd slap him. I mean, telenovela style. But she didn't. "Let me go, you crazy...." She trailed off, trying to pull her wrist out of his hold. "The temerity to think you belong to anyone else other than me." He literally growled, before capturing her lips in another searing kiss. I could actually feel my ears go hot. Jesus Christ! She tried to put up more resistance, but her attempted warnings were muffled between their lips. Sooner than I had imagined, her resistance turned into soft moans, and I started to feel like I was interrupting something. My legs literally swung into action when she tugged at his pants, and he actually started unbuckling his belt. Good heav

DANTE'S POV "What do you say?" Mamma asked uncle Massimo. I froze for a few seconds, unable to understand how the situation had escalated to this point. "Mamma, you can't share a room with him." I shook my head in disapproval, the words slipping out of my mouth before I could think it through. She turned her face to me, looking both offended and confused by my words. "Excuse me?" She shot back. "And why is that?" I went tongue tied. Of course, I did. What exactly was I supposed to say then? 'No, you can't stay in the same room as him, mamma. He is actually your late husband's brother'??? Most definitely not. "It's completely fine, mamma." Alexa quickly intervened. "We are more than happy to help you move your things into..." Her words were abruptly cut short when mamma suddenly went still. A sharp breath left her lips. Slowly, her hands rose to her head, fingers pressing against her temples like she was trying to hold something in place. "No…" She whisp