“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
“I don’t know. You tell me.” I stood up and paced toward the door, but my feet halted. My fists clenched as I remembered the quarrel between Dom and Terenzio at the Arena. “Once my sister figures out why you’re doing this, we’ll all be done,” Dom had said to him. Knowing that he was okay with this
Bella cleared her throat loudly as I slid my ringing phone back into my purse and tossed it on one of the nearby benches in the aisle. I had been spending my time away from Dom, Adonis and Eros. I had never held on to my anger for long, but staying away from Dom had become easier. He had been stayi
I nodded with a pout. “True.” “The ground floor has everything you need. A spa, shower rooms, lockers and girl stuff.” Eros sat on the bench next to me. “Now, you tell me what’s going on with you?” “Me?” I rounded my eyes and answered right away, “Nothing. I’m great.” “You haven’t answered my tex
LUCIANO Something was up with Rose. She had not been restless or distracted at any of our meetings. Instead, she had been the cure for my discomposure, but today she had stayed quiet all the way, while I had driven us from Boston to Maine. She had slept half the way, and the little she talked, her