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“Why do you care?” she whispers, and I feel those words wreak havoc in my head.
Why do I care? A thunderous sound rolls through the back of my mind as another massive chunk falls off the fortress I’ve created. I try to catch it, return it, but the piece only crumbles into nothingness.
“Answer me!” I roar into that angelic face, flustered and bathed in sweat.
I need to know. Just the idea of that asswipe having her like this is driving me insane. The verdict on my sanity is still undecided.
Ravenna’s hand grabs the back of my neck, her long nails digging into my skin.
“Rocco is impotent,” she bites out. “He never could . . .”
My body goes stone-still for a moment while my brain processes what I’ve heard. Fucking Rocco Pisano has never had her. I tangle my fingers in the long black strands at the back of Ravenna’s head and bottom out in her pussy. Ravenna gasps, and I crush my mouth to hers, swallowing that sweet, sweet sound of her pleasure to save it for myself.
Keeping her head safe by cushioning it with my hand, I pound into her, finally collecting on weeks of frustration and sleepless nights she’s subjected me to. I tell myself that my relentless pace is a punishment. Hers? Mine? I want to ruin her for making me betray my vow. Destroying everything I’ve lived for, for the past eight years. I will myself to believe it, all while a raging storm rages inside my mind. My fortress shakes and numerous fragments fall from its structure, casting aside the shards of my revenge. So fucking many, that I will never be able to collect and put them back in place.
I keep pumping into my raven-haired angel—a woman I vowed to kill—repeating the same mantra in my mind.
I hate her. Hate her.
Yet still, I can’t make my hand move from behind her head, can’t risk her getting hurt in the slightest, as we burn in madness.
Ravenna squeezes my arms, her nails digging into my skin as she trembles in pleasure. I quicken my pace, staring into her face. Sweat slides into my eyes, making them sting, but I don’t consider wiping it away, I don’t even dare to blink. I have to see her when she comes. The need to witness her undoing is primal and unrelenting. Ravenna arches her back, an ecstatic scream leaving her lips, as her pussy clenches around my cock. And with one last thrust, I bury myself into her and roar as my seed fills her. The sound is guttural and broken, a cry of triumph and defeat at the same time.
Closing my eyes, I press my forehead to hers. What have I done?
Soft, sinful lips touch mine. Warm breath fans my face. I return the kiss, even though it’s the last thing I should do. I can’t help it. Every stroke of our tongues, every small bite—heaven and hell at the same time. Pleasure and pain.
A part of me wants to stay like this forever, with her in my arms. But another part, it screams in anger, calling me a traitor. The battle for supremacy rages inside my soul, shredding it apart. The pain is almost physical, holding me in its grasp until one of the sides finally takes the win.
I release Ravenna’s hair and move away from her lips.
“This won’t happen again,” I say, lowering her to the floor.
Chapter 15
“I can’t believe someone tried to kill Rocco!” Eleonora, Capo Giancarlo Medici’s wife exclaims. “You must be devastated, my dear.”
I pluck a glass of wine off the tray a waiter is holding and take a big gulp. “Yes. It’s terrible.”
“Do we know who did it?” She leans forward to whisper in my ear as if we’re longtime confidantes. “I heard it was probably the Serbian clan. A payback for some quarrel they had.”
“Maybe.” I take another sip and move my gaze to the massive figure in a black suit standing in the corner of the room. As soon as my eyes fall on him, my heart starts to bleed once again.
Alessandro has been pretending that nothing happened between us this morning. He fucked me like there was no tomorrow, giving me the best sex of my life, then left the library without a word, slamming the door shut in his wake. I stood there—sweaty and flustered, his cum dripping down my legs—staring at that door for who knows how long. And I cried. Confusion. Hurt. Remorse. All those emotions raged inside my chest as I tried to understand what the hell happened and why he stormed out as he did.
You were my payback, he said.
Is that all I’ve been to him? Payback for something my husband has done? Were those kisses and caresses all just a lie? Yes, they probably were.
I look down at the wineglass in my hand and swallow. I’ve fallen in love with a man for whom I’ve been nothing but a revenge fuck. A sad laugh escapes me. I must be the biggest idiot who’s ever lived because I thought he had feelings for me, too. I guess it’s true what they say, there’s nothing more blind or stupid than a woman in love.
“Well, I wouldn’t be surprised if it was the Serbs,” Eleonora continues. “All of them are absolutely crazy. Serafina told me she saw that Popov guy cut off a man’s finger on the bar of his club. He did it in front of the patrons. An animal.”
I tune out Eleonora’s rambling and observe Alessandro. He’s standing with his hands clasped behind his back, watching the crowd with a grim expression on his face. The entire evening, I’ve been trying to avoid looking directly at him because it hurts so much, but my eyes keep being pulled to him like magnets. Just as they are now.
After what happened in the library, I didn’t see him until this afternoon when he took me to the hospital so I could do my wifely duty and visit my husband. The drive there took longer than the actual visit. Both Rocco and I knew we were doing it for show because, God forbid, someone may notice and comment that something is wrong between us. I stepped inside his room, delivered the things he asked me to bring, and left. It lasted less than a couple of minutes, but it still wasn’t fast enough, and I couldn’t wait to get out of there.
When I was done with that chore, Alessandro drove me to the mall where I’d bought more clothes, and then he took me to my mother’s place, where I left her with the stuff I purchased for Mrs. Natello. When we returned to the house, he disappeared into his room until it was time to head to this fucking party.
