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THIRTY FIVE
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❧ Darian ☙After what happened last night, I want her even more and her being naked, tied to the bed in her room, doesn't help at all on the contrary it only causes me to get harder. I felt it was a fitting punishment for her running away, for having almost completely escaped from me.I can't even think about it, or I feel like grabbing her, marking her, claiming her back. The urge came over me last night. I did nothing I regret, except stopping before burying myself in her warmth. Even now, something primal in my body demands I take her in ways I've never taken a woman.The way she writhed on the ground, with the rocks and dirt grinding into her skin, she had enjoyed my cruelty. And I had savored the reward afterwards. It's not until Connor walks into my office and plops down on the couch in front of my desk with a meaningful look on his face that I completely push away the thought of his soft skin under my hands.Today he's wearing black pants and a black t-shirt looks like we're in
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY SEVEN
❧ Darian ☙"Fiorella will be sold, and it doesn't matter if she dies right after." As I say the words out loud, my chest tightens uncomfortably. For my plan, it doesn't matter what happens to her afterwards. It shouldn't matter to me either, but the thought of her death turns my stomach."If you say so." Connor shakes his head at me and walks out of the room. I come out shortly after, my legs carrying me to her room without thinking about it. She was furious when I tied her to the bed. I wonder if she's calmed down. Probably not. Maybe I can smooth things over for now.And if I can't, well, she won't be my problem in a few days anyway. I push open the door and walk into her room. She's lying on the bed just as I left her. Completely naked and on the sheets, her wrists tied to the corner of the bed and her ankles at the foot of the bed. "Enjoying your stay, my dear?", I said with a smirk. "Moira came here earlier, do you know how embarrassing it was? She saw me...like this." She tilt
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY EIGHT
❧ Fiorella ☙"Any revenge he gets by selling me out won't do him any good and won't make him feel any better when it's over. I'll just be another mark on his conscience, another scar he'll never be able to erase." My voice is low and thready. I try to keep the tears at bay so he doesn't really see how scared I am."This isn't about Lorenzo caring about you. This is about Darian taking something from your husband. You think we don't know he's desperately looking for you? It's clear he does, but knowing that Darian took something from him is what will destroy him, that's the real revenge." My mouth drops open, probably making me feel like a fish out of water.Of course, he knows that. However, he doesn't care that he's innocent. I don't know if that makes it better or worse. "I thought we were friends once, you were always chivalrous to me and never disrespected me, I never thought you would agree to this, it's such a low and dastardly thing to do," Connor studies me, his long muscular
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY NINE
❧ Fiorella ☙"You want to tell me something, Brendan?" she snorts and shrugs."Just the usual. Fuck off, and I'll see you at dinner." When he tries to leave, Darian grabs him by the shirt and throws him back in front of him. I move out of the way so I don't get caught between them.Darian and his cousin remind me of a bull and a red flag. The outcome can never end well. Darian has his Brendan's shirt clenched in his hands as he leans in with a growl, "Did you think about touching my wife and tasting her before the auction?" I don't like the way he says "my wife," which warms me in places I had tried to cover up with nonchalance.Brendan shakes his head and pushes Darian off of him. "I don't want anything to do with her. She'll be gone tomorrow. By the way, thanks for letting me know you set the date, asshole."Darian looks ready to throw a punch, and I shrink back behind his desk chair, something akin to guilt creeping through me. I'd brought Brendan into this, and now I was going to
Italian Mafia 2 FOURTY
❧ Darian ☙I rip the top button of my shirt from its hole as I stare into her eyes. "What does it look like?" it takes me a few seconds to rip off the rest of the buttons and pull the shirt out of my pants.She drags her gaze over every inch of my slowly revealing skin. She may think she's above it all, but I can see the whites of her eyes as she takes in my abs and the tattoos covering my torso.I toss my shirt on the chair and unbuckle my belt, never taking my eyes off her. But she continues to stare at my body like it's the last dessert on the buffet. "See anything you like?" I shout at her.When she doesn't answer, I take off my belt and snap my fingers in front of her nose. He startles and grabs the desk by the hips. His eyes dart to mine. "What?""It's rude to stare, Fiorella, tell me what you want, what you were going to offer Connor and maybe he'll give it to you. Use your words." She swallows hard, her voice low and husky as she replies."You call me darling when you're angry
Italian Mafia 2 FOURTY ONE
❧ Darian ☙Before she can think too much, I lean down and take one of her nipples between my teeth. She lets out a little moan when I apply pressure and then suck on the pain. I switch to the other side and do the same. I'm supposed to punish her, get her back under control, but every time I see that telltale pink flush on her skin, all I can think about is touching every inch of her body, marking it with mine until it's the only thing she feels, the standard by which she'll measure every man after me. "Do you still want me to release you?" I ask, lips pressed to his sternum. He arches toward me, pleading with his body."Mmm... that's what I thought." Disregarding my words, I pull his shirt off his wrists. "Open my pants and touch me." She locks her eyes on mine, even as she's already heading for the zipper of my pants, dragging it down, my belt buckle bumping against her wrist. Gingerly, she pushes my pants down with one hand as she grips my hard length with the other."Do you want
Italian Mafia 2 FOURTY TWO
❧ Fiorella ☙"I'll take you of that have no doubt, I will, but since you've been such a bad boy, I'm not going to give you the pleasure of taking you like I always did, not yet." His gaze hardens."And just so we're on the same page. If I see you fucking Connor or Brendan again, I'll strip you naked and leave you with my guards. They will more than make sure every one of your holes is filled. is that clear?" I nod quickly, not taking my eyes off him. He drops his gaze down my body, and then a squirt of liquid follows.The oil, or lube, I think, since I can't see the bottle, coats the seam of my ass, runs down my thighs and even my upper back as he rubs it into my skin. I am trembling, shuddering.This is not what I wanted, not like this. The thought of him spreading me open with his cock and sliding it in there makes me shudder again. I shouldn't be filled with sticky heat. "You're shaking, is it because I threatened you?" he says from behind me.He's tracing that tight little crease
Italian Mafia 2 FOURTY THREE
❧ Darian ☙I wake up with a tingling in my arm, which lets me know that the limb is stiff and blood flow is low. Looking down at the sleeping form curled up next to me, I find Fiorella.For an instant I remember those first days as newlyweds, when I enjoyed her scent on my pillow and her soft skin close to me. Her soft lips are half-open and her angelic features are softened by the morning light. At this moment, she is not afraid, she is not tense or trying to fight me. She is an angel, and what mockery is it that I am the devil...?A darkness covers me as a dull ache spreads through my chest with a glare. My heart thuds against my ribs, amplifying the pain, and I can't remember a time when it has beat so loudly before.So soft, fragile and trusting. This is how she appears, like a lamb asleep in the pasture while the big bad wolf stalks the edge of the forest. If only he were a better man, a man who wasn't so intent on revenge. Maybe things could be different? I have to squash the t
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