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“Promise me you will find out. Please. Angelo won’t tell me anything about his father’s business anymore. He leaves early in the morning and comes home late at night. We hardly see each other, like two ships passing in the night.”
Sonny adjusted Faith in his arm and pulled me close to hug me against his muscular chest. “Don’t worry, G. Whatever Angelo is doing it’s for Faith and you. He would never do anything to hurt you.”
I laughed and smacked him on the arm. “I didn’t mean anything like that. I know Angelo would never cheat on me. He’s mine. Forever. I have no competition when it comes to his body or heart, but getting his time anymore is a different story. He works so much I can’t stand it. And now this…”
“Everything will work out.” Sonny cupped my shoulder and gave it a squeeze. “How about we wrap this up, so I can take Faith and you home? It’s almost dinnertime, and I’m starving.”
“Swing by Vitale’s on the way home. I could go for some of their chicken cacciatore.”
Sonny flashed a real smile, one that lit up his entire face. “Deal.”
I attempted to steal a few more files from my dad’s cabinet before we left his office, but Sonny tugged on my shoulder. No matter how much I fought him, he did everything in his power to distract me. He even used Faith against me.
“I think someone’s hungry,” he said when Faith opened her eyes and whined.
She let out a few screams, her tiny fingers reaching out for me. Sonny placed her in my arms, my baby clinging to me for dear life. I ran my hand down her back. “It’s okay, Faith. Mommy’s here.” I kept my voice low to comfort her, glancing around the office once more.
I was on to something. The picture and the files were only the beginning. But no one and nothing could prepare me for what I was about to uncover.
Sonny was right. Some things were better off left in the past.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Angelo
Gia was sleeping when I crawled into bed behind her. I wrapped my arms around her, and she rolled her naked body into mine, rubbing her ass on my cock. After the night I had, I wasn’t ready to sleep. I wanted to fuck until I could forget every problem in my life. My girl was the only person who could take my mind off all the shit that haunted me.
She stirred when I cupped her breast in my hand. I rolled the pad of my thumb over her nipple, and the tiny bud hardened.
“Angelo,” she whispered. “What time is it?”
“After two in the morning.”
She groaned. “Again.”
I was not in the mood for a fight at this hour. Ignoring her comment, I pushed her hair away from her ear and took it into my mouth to suck on it. “We can talk later.”
In the darkness, I couldn’t see her face, but I didn’t need to see Gia to feel her. I knew every curve of her body, every imperfection, every scar. She lost most of the weight she’d gained from having Faith, but her hips were now wider and her breasts more full. I loved her new body. Sometimes, Gia was self-conscious about her new figure, but I couldn’t get enough of her. She was beautiful, perfect in every way.
I moved my hand down her stomach and between her legs. She was wet for me, rocking her hips into my hand. I slid two fingers inside her, long enough to feel how much I turned her on. Pulling down her bottom lip, I rubbed her juices along her skin and made her suck on my fingers.
I reached between us with my other hand and fisted my cock, teasing her for a second, slowly removing my fingers from her mouth as I inched myself inside her.
“Mmm…” she moaned, twisting her nipple between her fingers. “Harder, Angelo.”
No matter how much she hated my late nights and the dirty shit I did for my father, Gia forgave me for all of my sins in the bedroom. I needed her forgiveness, needed her to absolve me of my sins. She was my undoing and my salvation. When I was with Gia, I could remember what it was like to be normal. What it was like to be the boy she once knew.
I moved my hand up to her chin and forced her to look me in the eyes, and then fucked her even harder from behind. Her moans turned into screams that were dangerously close to waking up Faith. She grabbed my hand and moved it up to her mouth, using it to muffle the sounds as I ripped an orgasm from her body.
Removing my hand from Gia’s mouth, I dipped my head down to graze my teeth along her neck and bit her. I tugged at her flesh with each thrust, pulling out of her and then slamming back into her even harder. It was so easy to lose myself with Gia. She gave herself to me fully, and I wanted to take. All of it. Everything she had to offer.
I was drunk on power, high on Gia’s submission. In the bedroom, she was what I needed her to be, what she wanted to be for me. Outside of these walls, I lived my life one day at a time, hoping to make it to the next. But with Gia, I could wash away my guilt and forget about the past. We were lost in each other, too consumed to stop. Even after I came, I kept going, my cock still hard inside her and greedy for more.
I rolled onto my back, moving Gia on top of me without breaking stride. My fingers dug into her hips, and she cried out in pain. But it was the good kind of pain. With her back facing me, Gia held my thighs between hers and rode my cock. We moved in harmony, our bodies in sync, so perfectly timed with one another. She gave, and I took, burying myse
lf deeper inside her.
An hour later, after I’d fucked all the negativity from my body, I was exhausted. Gia laid her head on my chest and planted a few kisses on my skin. She fit perfectly in the crook of my arm. I needed sleep and only had a few hours until I had to get back to work. Ever since he helped me get Gia back, my father made full use of my law degree.
