Chapter Forty One

Lorenzo POVWork has been relentless.For weeks now I have barely slept more than a few hours each night. Meetings run late into the morning, reports pile endlessly across my desk, and every phone call seems to carry another problem that needs immediate attention.Yet the strangest part of it all is the silence. The Bratva attacks have stopped. Like completely.A month ago they were pushing into our territory aggressively with ambushes, sabotage, information leaks. They tested every border we had, probing for weakness like wolves circling prey.Then suddenly… nothing. No shipments intercepted. No gunfire in the night.Just complete silence. I don’t trust it.Men who live in this world know that quiet rarely means peace. More often it means something worse is being prepared and with more people to loose I cannot afford uncertainty. Riley briefly flashes in my mind. I clench my fist.I cannot afford any mistakes, not like I did before. She will not end up like my wife.That is why my m

Chapter Forty Two

Riley POV I don’t know who starts first but all I know is I am hooked. He kisses my lips, slow and sensual at first, like he is trying to kiss away the pain. I kiss him harder as he places me on the small kitchen counter. It is cold so I gasp in surprise, he takes that moment to thrust his tongue and I moan.“I want you.” He says breaking the kiss. We are nose to nose, our foreheads touching.I respond by closing my eyes and kissing him. He picks me up and walks to my room. Next I know he drops me on the bed.He takes of his shirt and then kisses me, with my eyes closed, he moves from my mouth, trails my jaw and then my throat. I place my hands on his shoulders digging my nails in his flesh. He keeps one hand on my waist, playing with the band of my shorts.His other hand moves under my shirt to the clasp of my bra. He unclasps it with wonder and my lust muddled mind wonders how many times he has done it. When he squeezes my right breast everything else goes out the window. I moan a

Chapter Forty Three

Riley POVBy the time I wake up, it is the next day. I instinctively reach for Lorenzo but the bed next to me is cold. My sleepy haze completely disappears. That is when I notice the warm rays falling on my skin. It is either too fucking early or very late in the afternoon. I stumble out of bed, almost tripping over the sheets and the dress I forgot to take off. I quickly change out of it and take a shower. I pause for a while in just mu towel, debating what to wear. Lorenzo’s shirt lies on a chair like an answered prayer. I put it on without a bra. I don’t dry my hair completely, but so that I don’t come on too strong. I wear the least slutty underwear in the bag of essentials provided for me. How convenient. At the breakfast nook, Lorenzo is sitting his bare back to me. I gulp, maybe I am ovulating because why do I wanna pounce on the man. Especially the way his spider tattoo is just begging me to trace it with my tongue.He turns to face me and I see the glasses hanging low on hi

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Chapter Forty One

Chapter Forty Two

Chapter Forty Three