Agitation erupted through my body as his eyes met mine. But topping that was desire. Was it too wrong of me to feel it? Mama would’ve said yes. This was something I couldn’t even risk Niana knowing. Well, she knew I was having wild fantasies about my husband, but I couldn’t tell her he hadn’t touche
MARIELLA “I thought your parents live in New York,” I asked as the car stopped in front of a large beach house. “Why are we in Miami?” “My parents actually live in Seattle, yes. But they have homes in Brooklyn, Miami, and Manhattan. This is one of my mom’s favourite holiday homes,” Eros explained
“Oh, my god.” She shook her head. “Please tell me Eros wasn’t the one who asked me to call me that.” “No, he wasn’t.” I puckered my lips in Eros’s direction and he laughed as if it wasn’t his fault that he hadn’t filled me in on anything about his family. “I’ll explain to you.” Eros wrapped a hand
“Why?” Salvatore questioned. Irritation took over the carefree glimmer in Eros’s eyes. “Because I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to hear his philosophies about life and the initiation and all that bullshit. But most importantly, I didn’t want to hear him say the ‘I knew you weren’t meant to be a Maf
EROS Sometimes I made the wrong decisions. Well, most of the time. Then regret would knock on my door and hit me so hard that I could hardly breathe. Adonis and I had our differences. But he was still my brother, and I cared for him. I had been ignoring him deliberately since the initiation, think
“About what, exactly?” I took off my blazer and tossed it over the bed. “That the capo’s your brother?” I pointed at her and blurted, “That is exactly why. Because people question and react as if it’s impossible.” She gulped. “It’s not impossible. But I just . . . I could’ve prepared for the reve
Adonis let out a low grumble from the tip of his throat that made me laugh. I went on, “I flirted with you. If things had worked out differently, Mariella would’ve been sitting here as Adonis’s wife and you would’ve been here as my girlfriend.” Mariella’s face tightened. She stared at me blankly, a
MARIELLA Eros was already in a suit when I stepped out of the bathroom in my long sheath dress. His eyes fell on me through the mirror. His hands paused while his eyes skimmed down my body. I looked down at the plain silk gown with a cowl neckline and spaghetti straps. Niana had forced me to buy t