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SondraI didn’t know how badly I’d want Nico to hold me. To promise the moon and the sun or maybe just to take charge and carry me off. Tell me I’m his and he’s tying me to the bed until I swear it.But I have to be strong right now. I have to be a big girl and choose for me.“I don’t know,” I whisper.Nico drops to his knees, right there on the sidewalk. Tears blur my vision. “I need you, Sondra. I didn’t have a purpose to living before I met you. You brought light where there was only darkness. You give to me—receive me with no walls up. I don’t know how you do it, but I can’t live without you.”“Get up, Nico,” I mumble between trembling lips. I try to tug him back to his feet. Tears track down my cheeks.“I don’t even know what I can offer you, but I promise it will be everything I have. Everything.”“Yes. Yes. Nico, I want you.”He falls back and drags me down to his lap. People driving by are looking at us like we’re lunatics and I totally don’t give a crap. “You want me?” His vo
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EpilogueAlexI accept another glass of champagne and down it in a single gulp. From my position against the center pillar, I have a view of the entire reception.I’m surprised the Tacones went all out on Nico’s wedding, considering what it means to the Pachino family. I guess Junior Tacone worked something out with Don Guiseppe, but it seems like a slap in the face, if you ask me.Of course, no one asked me.The wedding is at one of the finest hotels in Chicago—top floor, wall-to-wall windows overlooking the city and Lake Michigan. The bride is sweet—not the type I’d ever guess Nico would go for, but pretty, if you’re into that wholesome blonde kinda thing. Her family came from Michigan—a bunch of nerdy small-town WASPs, with the exception of her maid of honor, a leggy redhead who looks like she could hold her own with any of ours. And, if I’m reading the body language right, she might already be entangled with Nico’s younger brother Stefano.Nico dances with his mom, his bride with
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JennaThe pounding music might be the only thing keeping me on my feet at the moment. I bounce and spin on the dance floor to the beats of DJ Sunshine, the coolest female DJ on Ibiza. I may or may not have one too many cosmos in me. The room tilts and spins alarmingly every time I slow down.I guess I ought to thank mobster Nico Tacone for footing the bill on this party lifestyle, but I spent my entire life hating him, so gratitude would be an adjustment. Still, he released me from our marriage contract and gave me the money to run away until he worked things out with our families, so I have nothing to complain about.I turn and run into a wall of fine Italian suit. Pleasure overtakes me at a familiar masculine scent, and I throw my arms around the man’s neck before my brain registers what this means.I’ve been found. Caught.“Alex!” I breathe.My father’s right-hand man. His soldier, bodyguard, protégé—whatever you want to call him.I don’t mean to fling myself at him, but my body co
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AlexI somehow force myself to pull back from Jenna. She tastes like cranberry and vodka and I want to fucking devour her, but I can’t.She’s the don’s daughter.Except who am I kidding? I just bent her over and spanked her ass like a naughty girl. If that’s not claiming her, what is? And seriously, if I don’t claim her now, the spanking would be a humiliating insult to her.She’s not tied to Nico Tacone anymore.That means she’s free.Right?I capture the back of her head and go in for more kissing. Her lips are soft and giving, her body molds to mine.I don’t know why, but I have to know more about the men. I’m jealous as fuck just knowing guys have seen her dressed like this.I press her back on the bed, falling over her, still fucking her mouth with my tongue. I pin her wrists above her head and come up for air. “How many men, Jenna? Just tell me.”She frowns, her forehead wrinkling up in an adorable scowl. “I told you—none.”I can’t quite breathe. “None here? Or none… ever?”She
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JennaI wake in the morning with a headache and a case of cottonmouth. A familiar, manly scent fills my nostrils and I sit bolt upright with a gasp.It definitely wasn’t a dream.Alex sits on the hotel suite sofa, reading a newspaper, still dressed in his fine Italian suit like he never slept. There’s a coffee carafe and a tray of food from room service on the table, though. How did I sleep through all that?“Buongiorno.” Alex’s deep raspy voice goes straight to my lady parts.And that’s when I realize I’m naked except for my G-string. I yank the sheet up to my shoulders, then climb out, keeping it intact. I have to tug a couple of times to pull it off the bed.Alex watches all this with a mixture of amusement and the smoldering desire I remember always burned in his eyes for me.Oh, God—it’s really true! It’s really happening. Alex is here, in my suite, and he’s into me. So into me, he pleasured me last night without taking any satisfaction of his own.There’s nothing more I want tha
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JennaAlex deserves a medal. He’s shown endless patience playing fashion model to me all afternoon and into the evening—trying on endless combinations of clothing, shoes, sunglasses until I’m satisfied he’s the best-dressed man on the island.When we go to pay for it, I pull out the credit card Nico Tacone set me up with, but Alex snatches it out of my hand and folds it in half until it breaks. He tosses his own card on the counter.I can’t say I’m surprised, but I feel like a naughty coed losing her credit card privileges. Which reminds me of Alex’s little quirk last night. I turn on my best sex kitten voice and wiggle a finger through the buttonhole on his new shirt. “Is Daddy taking away my allowance?”He grabs my wrist, eyes going dark with lust.The salesgirl smirks as she rings up the mountain of clothes I picked out for him.He pulls my fingers to his mouth and bites my knuckle, then kisses it. His lips are impossibly soft for such a manly man. “I’m gonna do more than that to y
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AlexDamn, pleasuring Jenna is off the charts exciting. I’ve had a lot of women, but I’ve never been so satisfied by making one come before. Even with my dick this hard.I don’t give her much of a break between her first orgasm and working on building to a second one. I get two fingers inside her and she starts riding them like the most erotic cowgirl I’ve ever seen.It’s too much—I’m getting lightheaded from need.“You know what happens when you’re naughty, baby?” I wiggle my fingers inside her but I can’t quite reach her G-spot.“What?” she breathes.“You take your daddy’s big cock. Are you ready for it?”“Yes.” She rocks over my fingers.“Yes, Daddy,” I correct her. I don’t know why I’m getting into being her daddy so much, but I am.“Yes, Daddy.”“Good.” I help her up and arrange her on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed. Then I push her torso down and bind her wrists behind her back with the tie I left in here this morning. Only then do I realize I picked quite a positi
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JennaI shouldn’t have lashed out at Alex. It wasn’t his fault. And for me to pretend he’d be able to make my father do anything is ludicrous. My father rules with an iron fist.He looks so torn up now, I feel bad. I get up from the bed and pull on a sundress, then I walk over to him. When he lifts his head from his hands, I plop onto his lap.Surprise flickers over his face, but his arms instantly come around me, cradling me, just like I wanted to be held.“I don’t blame you,” I say softly. “You had nothing to do with it. I’m sorry.”“No, don’t be sorry, angel. You’re right to be mad. The whole family hung you out to dry. It was unbelievably fucked up.”I kiss his stubbled jaw and he turns into it, captures my jaw with his hand and kisses me in that dominating way of his, tongue sweeping between my lips, mouth twisting over mine. I grow breathless, and he breaks the kiss with a curse.“Cazzo, I need to fuck you again. Let’s get out of this suite, baby, before I forget to be gentle wi
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