Pov: BiancaNico was a little boy of eleven or thirteen who looked at Andre like he created the entire universe. The boy had literal stars in his eyes and adored the ground Andre walked on."Bianca, this is Nico," Andre introduced, a fond expression on his face as he looked at the little boy.Nico grinned a toothy grin. "I'm his favourite cousin!" He proclaimed, his chest puffing with pride.Andre's lips tilted up good-naturedly, amusement dancing in his eyes and he ruffled the boy's hair, not disputing the fact the little boy had claimed."I'm Bianca. It's nice to meet you," I smiled politely at him."I recognize you from the party." His head cocked to the side and he looked me up and down, as if trying to decide if I was a good fit for their merry band. "Is she an ally?" He turned to Andre for confirmation.The tips of Andre's lips tilted up in amusement. "She's more than that. She's a friend."Nico gasped, looking at me with wide eyes. "Like... Like a girlfriend?""No!" I sputtere
Pov: BiancaI don't know what I was expecting Andre's apartment to look like. Maybe black and empty, like his heart, or closer to a hell fire king of the underworld theme. His penthouse had a classy, cold feeling with high windows, egg white walls, shiny marble floors and exquisite chandeliers. The entire east and north walls were sliding windows that opened to a balcony with a glittering pool and the entire city below us featured a nice backdrop.The penthouse had an open floor plan and from where I stood in the middle of the living room, I could see the state of the art kitchen with its many shiny steel appliances and silverware, quartz countertops topped with a six burner cooker right in the middle of it, a kitchen island and so many perfectly clean, washed and polished cooking pots and pans hung from a holder in the ceiling. The lights were turned on and it cast a sleepy glow over the very beautiful kitchen.It made me want to cook there. And I don't like to cook. Don't even know
Pov: Bianca"Fine," he growled, as if he was going to make death his bitch and beat it into submission. From the glowing fire in his eyes, I knew that he meant every word, and my heart calmed a little at that.Ti Amo.It came to me so suddenly, yet so surely, waves and waves of love for this man rushed through my veins with a violent burst.I slammed down hard on it immediately, not wanting to let him see through me.My restless heart banged on my ribcage, desperate to float into his hands and I thanked Dio for the cage in my chest that kept my fickle heart in place.No matter how sweet he was to me now, no matter how sure he felt about me, I knew that he was still a Made Man and Made Men don't love. They possess. They protect. They provide. They fuck, but they do not love. There will always be a long line of women waiting to take my place and all I could do at the moment was enjoy the ride until I reach my stop and have to get down.I felt an aching sense of loss for this man nan I
I placed my lips on the tip and pressed soft, gentle kisses all over it, my hand stroking the entire length of him as pleasure bloomed within me and spread throughout my lower abdomen in intense gusts of heat.He looked up at the ceiling, his chest rising up and down so fast, I would have thought he was about to have a heart attack if he wasn't Andre fucking DiMarco.Italian curses spewed out of his lips as I swirled my tongue around his tip, his entire body tightening at that one little action, so I did it again, loving how responsive his body was to me.I closed my eyes and licked up the entire length of him like I would lick a lollipop, loving his taste, his warmth, his scent, the sounds he made. How easily he switched to Italian in the throes of passion.He let out an anguished gasp as I took him in for the first time, his body going slack on the couch and he thrusted his hips deeper into my mouth.He tasted so good, I couldn't help the hum of satisfaction that escaped my lips as
Pov: AndreSeeing Bianca sprawled on my bed with her beautiful black hair spread out on my black silk sheets, her lush green eyes looking up at me, fuck, she was a vision I must have conjured up. She couldn't be real.And she had given me permission to take her. To do what I wanted with her.Fuck, I would never let her go now. I am going to keep her, feed her, please her, fuck her, repeat. Again, again and again. Until the day I die.I rested my forehead against hers, my lungs were constricting painfully around my beating heart. The wound in my hand was throbbing in pain, but all I could see was lush green fields looking up at me with so much lust and trust."Tesoro," I whispered, "I'm yours as much as you're mine."She let out a soft whimper, her eyes tearing up.I held on to her hips and rolled us over until I had reversed our positions and she was on top of me, her eyes wide and shocked and so shockingly green, I could dive into those depths."Ride me, baby. Do what you want with m
Pov: BiancaAndre and I went at sex like we had only just discovered it. I swear, every part of his room had been christened by us. His bed. God, his bed. The arm chair, the walls, his shower, the dresser, the little living room area in his room, the floor... I didn't even want to think of his living room and kitchen. He was insatiable. And so was I.The night had turned to morning and instead of staying just one night, I had spent the entire weekend here. He hadn't kicked me out yet, to my surprise. He seemed like the kind of guy that valued his space and peace of mind. Why else would he leave the luxury amd comfort of the family mansion to have a whole penthouse to himself?Part of me didn't want to leave but I also didn't want to overstay my welcome. Fish starts to smell after three days and that was the total of how long I had stayed here. I had lectures by ten today and I was being lazy about having to go for it.Good food, a comfy bed and the best dick in the world had to be the
Chapter 43: Pov: AndreLeon sat to my right on the conference table, looking at me like I had kicked his grandmother and stolen his cat. He was cross because he was supposed to be kicking back with his girlfriend and getting some ass during this period but the attack had all but cut his vacation short.He was a cold blooded killer, but here he was, practically sulking like a child because I had interrupted his date week.Sue me. He knew what he was getting into when he accepted to be my consigliere and besides myself, there was no one else I could count on to keep things up to speed and running.We needed a new runner, and because I didn't trust anyone but myself and Leon to get the job done on acquiring a new runner to my taste, I had to sit down for hours, listening to the bulk of applicants that were spineless and fidgety.We also needed a new dealer, seeing as the last one thought he had enough balls to shoot at me in public. Obviously, he hadn't gone and done it himself, he had
Pov: Bianca"While it's a surprise to have you here at such short notice, I have to be honest with you, I'm leaving in the next one hour. Are you okay being on your own?" Delilah asked, her voice going softer."Is this about your mystery man?" I raised a teasing eyebrow at her."I'll tell you about him if you tell me about yours.""Pass." I said immediately, because I wasn't sure how I'd break the news to her that I was sleeping with my own stepbrother.And talking about a certain stepbrother, I knew it would only take a phonecall to Alfonso or Antonio and my ass would be busted.Maybe that was why I expected it when a loud, heavy knock came on the door. I knew it was Andre immediately, and my heart thundered in my chest.He knocked thrice, each one, stealing the breath from my lungs.Delilah frowned at her toenails she was painting a sparkly pink colour and huffed in frustration."I'll get it," I told her, scrambling to my feet."No, it's fine, I'm almost done with this."I swallowe