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Her eyes slightly widen and a blush begins at her naked chest when she says that. I don't think she meant to say it and I'll admit that even though she said it last night, it still shocks me a little. I've never been called that by any woman I've had in my bed, submissive or not.

Do I like it, though? Abso-fucking-lutely.

I run my thumb down her breast to her nipple and pinch her just enough to bite and tell her, "Don't ever be embarrassed with me. Okay?"

"Okay." She bites her bottom lip like she's suddenly shy. As if by binding her wrists she's given up her natural dominance and has truly become a submissive. I love how she has two sides to her as if she has a twin within her that only comes out when she's being dominated. No, scratch that.

She only comes out when I dominate her.

"Good. Now open your mouth, baby girl, and let me show you how to take my cock between those luscious lips of yours."

She squirms a little like she's trying to find enough friction to alleviate her throbbing pussy. When she does as she's told I wrap my hand around the base of my cock and run the tip along her lips and smear my precum on them like its lipstick. Her tongue comes out and flicks the slit and fuck me if that doesn't make me want to come right away.

I can't hold back any longer, so I cup her face and say, "I’m going to fuck your mouth now. If you can't take it tap my leg, yes?"

"Yes, daddy."

This fucking woman.

"Good, breathe through your nose and touch yourself, baby. Make yourself cum while I shoot my load down your greedy throat."

She slides her hands between her thighs as I thrust my dick into her hot mouth. Fuck yes!

Her mouth feels like heaven.

She may think she doesn't know what to do, but she does. She takes me all the way to the back of her throat and gags, but she continues to breathe through her nose like I told her to and I gather her hair behind her head and pump faster, hitting her throat each time and going slightly deeper. I'm close to cumming when she starts to moan. I feel it all the way to my balls, but it’s when I look down and see her riding her hand roughly that I thrust one last time and hold her head as I shoot ropes of my hot seed down her throat. She continues riding out her own climax, her hazel eyes locked on mine like I'm the moon to her waves.

She doesn't realize it's the other way around.

She's the missing piece to my dark puzzle.

The perfect companion to my demons.

Leaving the bedroom, after a few more oral sessions, and starting our day was one of the hardest things I’ve had to do. All I really wanted was to lie in bed with Sia and continue to worship her, but duty called, as is the way of thefamiglia. So here I am in the office of Temptation, in a meeting with my father, brothers, and a couple of our Caporegimes, Tommy and Peter. They, along with their sisters, grew up with us after their father, Tommas, died trying to protect Sia and her family. Their mother, Marcella, married my uncle after a year.

He promised to care for her and her children, though Tommy says it’s been the opposite. Adriano may have given her his name, but a father he has not ever been. We’ve all watched Tommy step up as a father for his siblings. Despite all they’ve been through, the Francos are loyal through and through.

“Tommy, how’s things running on the west end? No more problems with the Gambino crew?” my father asks. The Gambinos are anothercosa nostra famiglia. They run territory in New Jersey but recently came to my father and asked to be merged in with us. We’re the most successfulfamigliain America and the Gambino boss, Giovanni, offered to become partners in the drug trade. We have better connections after all and our product is almost pure. Bolivian cocaine can’t be topped and we're the only ones who have it. The merger was allowed and Gio Gambino continues to be the boss in New Jersey but answers to the Renzettis now. The process of Tommy meeting the Gambino Capo was bumpy, which is why my father asked.

“Yes, boss. All’s good on my end now. Got the shipments sent and delivered without problems. I’ll meet back up with their capo at the end of the month for dues and new orders.”

Nodding, my father says, “Good, good. You did well, Tommy. Not that it’s any surprise.”

Pulling a smoke out, I change the topic. “I sent Drake out to the city archives to get any information available about Sia’s family. She’s been with Ma all morning looking at old pictures, but I’d like for her to have any and all information, including newspaper stories and hopefully he’ll get some more information on the deaths.” I pull in a deep inhale of the nicotine and it calms my nerves. My mind has been chaotic since learning who Sia is and what she means to me; mostly it's been all over the place since leaving her at home. “Have you found anything on Frankie’s and Lily’s wills? She is their living heir and has been struggling throughout life needlessly.”

"Frankie and Lily Romano?" Tommy asks.

I look at him and wonder what's got him thinking. "Yeah, the couple your father was working with that night." I don't need to explain more because they'll never forget the night their father died.

"ZiaLiliana's daughter? You're saying she's alive?" Peter asks, looking shocked.

Now I'm thoroughly confused, but before I can say anything my father cuts in.

"Yes, she is." He holds up his hand to the Francos, stopping whatever they were about to say next, and turns to me. "I wanted to tell you last night and see what you'd want to do, but Tommy and Peter are Sia and Luca's cousins. Marcella is their aunt."

I maintain my composure, looking completely unsurprised while I continue to smoke my cigarette, but inside, I'm happy to know these two men, whom we trust like brothers, are related to my woman. She'll be elated to know she has family. I don't know how I've forgotten this.

Throughout the years I've heard Peter or Tommy mention Luca once or twice.

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