“You may never know,” I mumbled, my tone toward her soft for the first time. “You’re wrong. It wouldn’t change the way you see me, and it certainly won’t change the way I see you.” “How do you see me?” She gave it much thought while her eyes lingered on my chin and lips. The look in her eyes made
LUCIANO I had never liked people who talked a lot, but in Rose’s case, it was the complete opposite. The way her lips curved when she said something interesting or when her button nose scrunched, remembering a horrendous memory. She had not talked about Cosa Nostra or her relationship with Adonis
I was not sure if she would want her real identity to be revealed, so I left it to her. “Rose Garnier,” she said, extending her hand. Daeron returned with a light shake. “Garnier? French?” “Oui.” “Moi aussi. C'est Daeron Dupont,” Daeron said. “J'espère que vous apprécierez votre séjour ici.” (I
“Are you sure you can, De Luca?” she asked and slowly wheeled around and pressed her body to mine. Looping one of her hands around my shoulder, she shoved the other between us and held my cock in a tight grasp, making me gasp. “Do you think you can make me forget the guilt of doing this? Do you thin
“I think I’m turning into a sex addict,” she said, grinning. “I had an aversion toward sex and the topic, yet here I am. This is my third time having sex in a night.” “Just like my need overwhelms me, yours overwhelms you as well.” I entered her and began thrusting. Like the time at the dining tabl
LUCIANO Pietro’s penthouse was quieter than usual, but given the day and time, Lys should have been here. Usually, the place was filled with laughter and lit with the glimmering faces of my siblings. I surveyed the living room and the kitchen next to it; the silence smeared on the walls was bother
“Our sister is saying that I make you both unhappy.” Pietro’s brows creased at my words, but he did not say anything against it. His eyes only shifted toward Lys. I laughed. “Wow! So I guess this is what you get for wanting what’s best for your siblings.” “You don’t want what’s best for us. There’s
ROSALINE I had never been this exhausted in my entire life. Just a day with Luciano had made me so happy and it was not just because of the sex. The best part had been to watch him cook and talk about how he, Pietro and Lys used to be during their holidays, how they used to cook for their ma. I had