All Chapters of Married To Danger: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Adrian wasn’t home in time for dinner. It was a little past eight when I settled in the comfortable armchair in front of the fireplace in the living room, reading one of my favorite books. I’d considered doing Pilates or finishing my recent painting, but then I hadn’t found the energy to do it. My phone lay on the small side table, hoping for a message from him. Friends from school had messaged me, but I could already feel that our friendship wouldn’t survive the distance. We’d never been the close friends you shared your darkest secrets with anyway. Maybe I should send Adrian a text to ask when he’d be home, but even though I had his number, we hadn’t texted yet. I’d considered sending him a photo from the dog park, but never did.An idea crossed my mind. I got up and went over to the liquor cabinet to the left of the marble fireplace. It was filled with several bottles of scotch, gin, bourbon, and all kinds of other spirits I didn’t know the first thing about. Remembering Adrian’s

ADRIANShe was sprawled out on top of me afterward, my hands splayed out on her firm ass. Her bangs stuck to her sweaty forehead. “Now we talk,” she said when I hadn’t even caught my breath.“Valentina—”“You promised,” she said, and her eyes stopped any protest I might have had.“I did.” She waited. For an admittance, for my plea of guilt. “You are right. I asked Elia to test your loyalty.”Valentina pushed into a sitting position, straddling my stomach. I loved that she wasn’t shy about her body, and I loved admiring her. Her expression made it clear that she wasn’t trying to go for another round. She wanted the higher position to feel more in control. I’d give it to her. I grasped her hips, needing to touch her.“Test my loyalty? You told another man to come on to me to see if I was willing to cheat.”Bitterness twisted my thoughts. “I don’t trust anyone, not just you.””I’m your wife, Adrian. We have to trust each other. I don’t want us to be strangers living under one roof. I wan

ADRIANValentina was bent over the pool table. The soft lamplight traced the curve of her neck and the loose waves of her hair as she lined up her shot. Her tongue peeked out between her lips in concentration, and I caught myself smiling despite trying not to. She looked so determined, and yet so delicate, that I couldn’t resist stepping in behind her, letting my chest brush against her back as I adjusted her aim.“Like this,” I murmured, guiding her hand.She glanced up at me through her lashes, and for a moment, everything else — the house, the quiet, the endless responsibility waiting beyond that room — disappeared. The cue hit the ball cleanly. The eight ball rolled across the table, clacking once before dropping neatly into the pocket.Valentina squealed in triumph and spun around, eyes bright with glee. “We did it!” she said, grinning so hard I could see the faint dimple in her cheek. Before I could respond, she tugged me down by my shirt and pressed a quick, eager kiss to my li

VALENTINAMy eyes widened. Adrian bit down on my throat then lavished the spot with his tongue. “Aren’t you worried Sybil might see us?”“She’s gone home.” His growl vibrated against my skin. Holding me up with one muscled arm, and the pressure of his strong body, he slipped his hand between our bodies. The hiss of his zipper sent a shiver down my spine a moment before he shoved my panties aside and entered me in one hard stroke. I arched, half in pain, half in pleasure. It was the first time he took me without much preparation.His mouth pressed against my ear. “I thought I was clear on how I felt about your clothes. Didn’t I tell you to stop wearing those over-the-knee socks and ridiculous dresses?”I met his gaze, grinding myself against him, chasing the pleasure even as my body fought to accommodate Adrian’s length. “Is this my punishment?” My lips teased up into a challenging smile.Adrian’s grip on me tightened as he thrust up again, driving me against the wall. I dug my heels

ADRIANDespite the cold weather, we took a stroll along the beach the next day. Sofia was strapped to Valentina’s front in the sling while Stefan and Milo jogged along the edge of the water. The dog barked at the waves, trying to snap at the frothing water.What a stupid thing, but it made Stefan and Valentina smile, so it could stay for now. Seagulls soared over our heads. Valentina held out her hand, and I linked our fingers after a moment of hesitation, worried about Stefan’s reaction, but he didn’t seem to care. His attention was on the dog and the ocean.My phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out to find a message from Damien.[Call me ASAP]Frowning, I pushed the phone back into my pocket. The wind was roaring too loudly for a phone conversation.“What is it?” Valentina asked.“We need to head back to the house. I need to call Damien.”Her face fell, and for half a second I considered ignoring Damien’s message, but I’d told him not to bother me unless it was important. “Oh,