All Chapters of Desire And Revenge : Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Varos POVThere wasn’t just desire in her eyes, but overwhelming love that could block out the sun, this woman loved me despite my imperfections. She loved me because of the man I was and not the size of my wallet or package.i already wanted to come inside her wet cunt. Her pregnancy made my threshold even lower. Every time I was with her, it was the best sex I’d ever had and now that she was my wife, I could barely control myself at all.She closed her eyes for a brief moment, her mouth opening. “God…”I shoved myself deeper inside her, plunging into the tight pussy that belonged exclusively to me. I’d been the only one to take her this way, to both fuck her and make love to her. My pure bride was my exclusive property, only touched by me.She tightened around me, just the way my fingers tightened around my dick when I came, musical moans erupted from her lips, high-pitched and beautiful, with closed eyes and a gaping mouth, she looked like a woman well pleased.She gripped my wrist

Dante POVIt didn’t sound like the worst thing in the world. When I didn’t answer, he spoke again. “No more booze for you and I’m serious.”I wanted to argue, but after all the damage I’d done, I knew he was right. “You have a problem....a big one.”I had no self-control and I had no purpose. I didn’t realize how much Isabella meant to me until she was gone. I knew I loved her, would die for her, but I hadn’t realized just how much she did for me…how she made me better. Now that she was gone…I had nothing to live for. “I know…”“Until you get better, no more not a drop.”I didn’t care if I lived or died, but I did care about Rex and the guys. If something happened to me, they would never get over it.We were a family and It was the first time in my life I was embarrassed by something I’d done. It was the first time I felt like apologizing for a crime I’d committed. “Understand me?”I nodded. “Am I going to jail tonight?”“No, no one is pressing charges.”Looked like our arrangement wi

Isabella POVI had just walked into my apartment when Victoria knocked on the door behind me. “Hey, what’s up?” I asked when I opened the door and she was dressed in a pink sleeveless dress with sandals. It’d been a hot day in Milan, the summer heat and humidity making everyone sweat, but she didn’t seem to be affected by the weather. “Just wanted to take you out for a drink.”I hadn’t been out much, choosing to hide within the four walls of my apartment and Victoria had respected my space for a while, knowing I needed to get through this breakup on my own but obviously, her patience had run out. “Isabella, come on,” she said as she rolled her eyes. “You need to get out of this apartment.”“I work every day, thank you very much.”She rolled her eyes again, this time harder. “Downstairs, you walk like ten feet.”“Whatever. I’m still working. I actually sold a painting today.” To a very handsome man.“That’s great,” she said. “Let’s go out and celebrate.”My cousin was only trying to ch

Isabella POVTogether, we walked forward, side by side and I could barely breathe. My chest ached as so much guilt washed over me because I didn’t like being this close to him, being alone with a man like him. It seemed like I was doing something wrong, betraying the man I loved just by being a few inches away from this one.“Where are you going to put it?” He asked as he walked beside me, over a foot taller than me. “In my living room.”“I’m flattered.” He smiled in a genuine way, the kind that reached his eyes. He looked handsome when he smiled and handsome when he didn’t. It didn’t matter what his expression was, his beauty never changed.Instead of letting the silence make things more awkward, I blurted something out. “I grew up in Milan, so you painting really touched me. I walked past your gallery last night, and when I saw your painting, I had to come back and get it.”“Again, I’m flattered.” He possessed a deep and masculine voice, and his words flowed like honey. Confident an

Isabella POVMy father and I went to the bakery down the road. He ordered a black coffee and a sandwich, while I settled for a cappuccino and a sandwich of my own, despite having heard every word of the conversation at the gallery, Father didn't mention it as we placed our orders or when we sat down to eat. He took the seat across from me, sipping his coffee while his eyes wandered toward the window for most of the time.Things felt a little awkward between us, and I couldn't shake the feeling that we were both thinking about the same thing but were equally reluctant to bring it up.If Adrian had known my father was there, he probably would have chosen a better time to make his move. Asking me out in front of my father had been unexpected, but knowing Father had witnessed the entire conversation made it even more uncomfortable.We tried making small talk about Mama and Varos, but the conversation didn't last very long because neither of us seemed particularly interested in keeping it