All Chapters of PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ROCCOWe pulled up to Il Reggente, one of those restaurants the Italian elite flock to in Rome. Sunlight poured through the massive windows, catching on the plants scattered around the place, the cream-colored couches, the marble tables surrounded by elegant chairs.My focus was on Diana. On her safety. She walked ahead of me into the main dining room while the other guys hung back. I tried to keep my eyes on her hair—that sleek, straight fall of it—but there was no ignoring her legs with every step she took. Those silver heels made sure of it. The pale pink dress she wore hit mid-thigh, and I caught myself remembering the way I'd buried my face between those thighs, the taste of her still alive in my memory. Fuck. Stop looking. Jesus Christ.When we stepped into the main room, I spotted Francesco already seated at a table near the window. I'd never met him in person, but I knew exactly who he was from the news. Connected politician. Constantly tangled up in scandals and controvers

DIANAI couldn’t wait for this lunch to be over so I could say goodbye to the boorish little man sitting across from me. Marry this middle-aged playboy? Alessandro had to be joking. I’d held myself back at least ten times this morning from slapping him across the face.But how was I going to make my brother change his mind? Since I was little, Alessandro had always been decisive. He never went back on his choices. Well, he was going to have to this time. But deep down, I knew he was stubborn enough to force me down the aisle with this man. Sometimes I was even afraid of my own brother. Because I knew him too well. Knew what that psychopath was capable of.A torrential rain was falling outside when I finally stood up to leave.“I need to head home now. It was a pleasure meeting you, Signor Visconti.” I forced a fake smile as I grabbed my bag.“Already? That’s a shame, Diana. I would’ve liked more time to get to know you. Just so you know, I sacrificed an important parliamentary se

DIANAI knocked with my knuckles on the door ahead. Within seconds—like someone had been waiting—it swung open. A hand grabbed my arm and yanked me inside. I gasped, almost screamed, but Rocco clamped his hand over my mouth before I could. He shut the door and pinned me against it.“What are you doing here?”He took his hand away. I smiled sheepishly.“I can’t sleep. Can I stay here with you?”He tilted his head back slightly, wearing that you’re my biggest problem today expression. I smiled, looked over his shoulder, and noticed how massive his room was.“Wow, your room is way bigger. Why didn’t they give me one like this?”I slipped out from under his arms and looked around. He even had a hot tub. The gaming table was much more spacious too.“You can’t stay here, Diana. If someone catches you—”“No one’s going to see us here. Not unless you tell them.” I faced him again.He stopped, leaning against the corner of the table. His bare stomach and black pants formed an irresis

DIANAHe positioned himself between my open legs, his eyes locked on mine. With one hand, he gripped the base of his cock, guiding the hot, pulsing head to my wet entrance.The initial touch made my whole body shudder, a low moan escaping my lips. He rubbed the head back and forth, spreading my arousal, making my body tremble with want."It's going to hurt a little, Diana. I promise I'll go slow so I don't tear you up, but there's still going to be some pain.""I don't care about the pain." I was more afraid he'd back out at the last second.He studied my face for a moment, then murmured in a rough voice:"Breathe deep, Diana."I did what he asked. With one firm push, he started pressing in, the head forcing its way into my tight entrance. When he finally penetrated me, a guttural sound tore from my throat.He went slow, every inch entering with almost cruel precision, stretching my inner walls until pleasure started to build."Fuck, you're so goddamn tight." He growled agains

DIANA"Where's Don Alessandro?" I asked the first person I saw when I walked through the front door.The staff member hesitated for a second before answering."Signor Alessandro is upstairs in his office."My gaze shot to the staircase, and I felt fire building in my chest. I took a deep breath, trying to control the rage boiling inside me. That asshole is going to deal with me. Without a second thought, I started climbing the stairs, each step making my heart pound harder.At the top, I walked straight to Alessandro's office. No knock. I pushed the door open and walked in, greeted by a wave of heat and the thick smell of cigar smoke. The room was full of men, all of them stopping their conversations to look at me.Alessandro lifted his head, a cigar between his lips, his face cold and impassive as always."Diana. You're back.""I need to talk to you. Now."His brow furrowed. He paused for a beat, then said:"As you can see, I'm busy. We'll talk later."He looked away and resumed his