บททั้งหมดของ Sinful Intention(The Mafia Lord second wife) : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Just as Aurora was about to kiss him back, she found herself sitting hard on the pool tiles. She slowly opened her eyes, staring into Vincenzo’s sexy, wet face…water still dripping from his dark lashes, lips parted and dangerous.He tried to walk out of the pool, but she grabbed him by his soaked shirt and pulled him trying to claim his lips again. He struggled, pushing her away, but she kept reaching. She wrapped her arms around his neck.“Please… don’t stop,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Kiss me. Touch my body. I love the way it makes me feel.”She tried to kiss him again.He dragged her closer by the neck, fingers tighten like rings biting into her skin, choking just enough to make her gasp.“It’s not a kiss,” he growled, his voice low and vicious. “I only breathed life into your mouth. Because death has no right to take your damn ass away from me.”“You kissed me,” she sobbed, trying to pull him back as he shoved her hand off violently and climbed out of the water. He st

Aurora stayed on her knees, hands trembling as she reached for his belt. Her fingers fumbled with the buckle. She was clumsy and unsure, but she didn’t stop. She tugged the zipper down slowly, and his cock sprang free….hard and thick.She stroked it slowly, While….Vincenzo groaned.“Open your mouth,” he muttered.She parted her lips. He wrapped one hand around the base of his cock, guiding the head to her tongue. The first touch made her flinch…hot, salty, and foreign. He didn’t push in yet. He just let her taste, let her adjust.“Suck,” he ordered.Aurora’s tongue darted out and she licked him. She sucked him slowly, flattening her tongue, dragging it from base to tip like she was memorizing him.Vincenzo’s control cracked.“Fuck!” The word tore out of him. His hand shot to the back of her head….not forcing, but guiding her.She was sucking him like a high-school kid who had just tasted a popsicle for the first time.Aurora whimpered around him; the vibration shot straight up his spi

Aurora adjusted her skirt properly and fixed her hair. She was about to walk out of the field when Vincenzo suddenly pulled out his gun and pointed it straight at her.“I should just end this shit right now. It’s pissing me off,” he screamed.Aurora’s feet turned cold. “Did I do anything wrong?” She turned around in the field, looking for who he was talking to.He tried to shoot her, but there was no bullet.“Auroraaa!!!” he screamed.She flinched. “Stop shouting my name! I’m Brielle… go and continue kissing your girls!” she yelled, then started walking away, shaking her ass dramatically.Vincenzo suddenly smirked and scooped her up in a bridal style…. She struggled against him, shouting, “Put me down!” but he carried her straight to his room.He opened the beautiful balcony door and roughly dropped her onto his golden swing chair. She stood up, but he pushed her back down. She shoved him hard in the chest.“You’re hurting my back!” she yelled.He grabbed her face, forcing her to hold

Vincenzo’s arms tightened around Aurora’s limp body as she smiled through her tears, her small fist weakly striking his chest once before her head lolled forward. She slumped against him, unconscious, blood still seeping slowly from the wound in her back.His phone vibrated harshly in his pocket. He answered without looking, jaw clenched.Alan’s laugh rolled through the speaker low, cruel, and triumphant.“That’s my payback, Big brother,” Alan drawled. “You think you can put a bullet in me and walk away without tasting my wrath, psycho? Take your fucking drugs before you hurt yourself, mad dog.”Vincenzo’s breathing turned ragged.“I saw your little toy today,” Alan continued, voice dropping to a venomous whisper. “That sweet, innocent pussy… I’m still gonna lick her someday. Taste what you’re too broken to keep.”The line went dead.Vincenzo stared at the phone for a long second, then hurled it against the wall. It shattered. He didn’t care.He carried Aurora in his hands and the gan

Aurora smiled, staring at Vincenzo with soft, adoring eyes.“What?” Vincenzo snapped. His phone beeped in his hand.“You are the best husband in the world,” she whispered. “I wish I were your wife…”Vincenzo snarled and stood up abruptly, checking his phone.The screen lit up with a photo of Aurora wrapped in nothing but a towel with a wet hair…He gritted his teeth when he saw the sender—Alan.Another text came in…“I swear by Lord Lucifer… I’m gonna taste your little kitten. She’s sexy as fuck, and I crave to lick every inch of her skin…”Another line popped up:“Yeah, Dad said you should come play snooker with him. He’s waiting. And you know what happens if you fail to show up.”Vincenzo’s jaw clenched so hard his teeth ached. He grabbed his jacket.“Are you leaving?” Aurora asked with a soft voice…. Vincenzo glared at her. Then he spoke reluctantly “I’ll be back. Have a nice rest. If you need anything, call Nini or Salvatore.”He muttered the words and started walking out.“Plea