Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex
Moans filled the room, hers laced with pleasure and seduction, his with a mixture of anger and need.
He didn’t stop. Not when she cried out. Not when her nails raked down his back. Not even when her body finally gave out beneath him, trembling and exhausted after countless rounds of rough, relentless sex. She slipped into unconsciousness with a soft sigh, her body limp in his grasp.
But Luciano kept moving.
Only when he spilled himself inside her with a guttural groan did he finally collapse beside her.
The next morning, Rosa found herself in Luciano’s strong arms. She bit her lip, her eyes tracing the sharp lines of his face. Luciano Mancini—the enigmatic underworld don and…
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