I leaned back against the seat, a wave of satisfaction washing over me as I pictured Raphael screaming his head off while being dragged from the church.“What’s on your mind?”The man beside me spoke suddenly. He’d already undone the top button of his suit jacket, his tie pulled loose.“Nothing. Just felt like… I just watched a pretty good clown show.”Marcello’s long fingers caught my chin, his thumb brushing gently against my skin.“Cecilia. Stop watching the clown. Now, look at your husband.”I couldn’t help but meet his gaze.The desire in his eyes was rawer, hotter than I had ever seen it before.“As you wish, Padrino,” I chuckled, boldly leaning in to press a kiss to his Adam's apple.He let out a low groan, his large hand clamping onto the back of my head, deepening the kiss.That night, Marcello was an insatiable beast.His kisses were urgent, trailing from my forehead, to my lips, my collarbone, and then deeper.“Do you have any idea how long I’ve waited for this?”“From the m
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