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And so deep that you can’t cut her out if you tried.
She comes on my cock as hard as she did on my tongue.
The bed frame slams against the wall as I pound into her. She cries out when I circle my hand around her waist, dragging her closer, and I go wild until I groan deep and release inside her.
She tries to fall forward when we finish, but I don’t allow it.
I hold her there, making sure she gets every drop of my cum.
I want to drown her pussy in it.
My body jerks a few times, and I slowly move inside her before finally pulling out. Her body gives out, and she collapses on her stomach.
I tug her into my side, holding her tight, in fear she’ll get swept away from me at any second.
“All mine.” I slide my hand between her legs and push any last traces of cum inside her. “My wife. My everything.”
I grunt when she presses her hand against my stomach, applying pressure to flip herself over. She rests her chin on my chest and smiles.
“My husband.” She traces her hand over my face. “I’m going to put you back together and create the perfect life for us.”
I grab her hand on my face and press a tender kiss to the palm. “As long as I have you, I have the perfect life. I love you.” I give her palm another peck before bending forward to meet her lips.
“Remember when you said you’d rip my heart out of my chest if I tried giving it to another man? You said you’d take it and never give it back.”
I rub away the sweat on her forehead. “Yeah.”
“I think at that moment, that’s exactly what you did.”
50
Rays of light streaming through the blinds wake me. As I stretch out in the king bed with soft black sheets—the color will definitely need to be changed—I replay yesterday’s whirlwind of events.
Every day, my life takes a different route.
Mafia princess stuck in her castle.
Italian princess.
Antonio’s hostage.
Antonio’s wife.
And a former tenant of the Marchetti Mansion and now living with Antonio.
I swear, it’s like I’m just pullingwhat is life todaycards from a hat and just going with it.
I never planned for the office visit with my father to go the way it did. My goal was to at least convince him not to kill Antonio. Never in a million years did I imagine he’d let me leave. In fact, I was prepared for him to lock me in my room, install bars on my windows, and murder Antonio to spite me for my disobedience.
Under some eyes, what I’ve done is disloyal.
Turning my back on family.
And no man survives doing that to a Marchetti.
Not even other Marchettis.
But my father will always spare my life.
