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“That’s messed up, Vice.” She sighs.

“I don’t give a fuck.”

I push her up against the wall and slide my hand between her legs. She looks around, making sure nobody can see. What she doesn’t seem to realize is that I don’t care if my men see us. Anyone watching will know she’s mine.

“You know what I think,bambola? I think you like the thought of wearing my mark. Admit it. You want my teeth marks on your breast?” I bend my head and bite down on the soft swell of her breast, making her cry out.

I pull the crotch of her panties aside with my other hand and stroke her pussy, feeling it dampen under my touch. “You want my fingerprints on your hips or wrapped around your throat?” I growl as I slip two fingers inside her and feel how wet she is.

“Yeah, you’d like that. You want everyone to know I own you, don’t you?”

She hisses. “You don’t own me.”

“Your mouth says one thing, but your pussy says another.”

I finger fuck her harder, nipping her earlobe with my teeth. I stroke her clit with the pad of my thumb when I feel her tighten aroundmy fingers.

“Maybe we should get my name tattooed on your skin. I think right here.” I trail my fingers over her collarbone, and she throws her head back, banging it on the wall, as she comes with a shudder.

I unzip my pants and pull out my cock, which is rock hard again. I lift her leg and angle myself so that I can thrust into her pussy with ease. I fuck her hard and fast as she holds on to me for dear life.

Nothing else matters, not the two dead bodies in the other room or my men who could walk in at any moment.

“Oh, maybe you want me to mark you with my cum. Fuck knows I want to. I want it inside your pussy and rubbed into your tits. I want to know I’m in you, on you, and surrounding you in every fucking way.”

I fuck her until she comes violently, clamping down so hard around me it almost hurts to pull free. Keeping her panties pulled to the side, I come all over her pussy, pushing some inside her and rubbing the rest over her lips and clit.

I cover her pussy back up with her panties and lower her leg to the floor.

“Later, when things feel even more fucked up than they do right now, remember this moment. Remember how much I want you. Wear me on your skin and know if I could spend all day inside you, I would.”

She looks at me with a frown, knowing something is going to go down that I haven’t told her about.

She has her reasons for doing what she’s doing, and I have mine. It’s time to see just how much she likes being my wife after I blow her life to shreds.

Chapter 25

Nova

After having a late lunch at a bistro that Vice had emptied out before our arrival, we climb into the back of the car and head home. I lean my head against the window to watch the world pass by just as Vice’s phone rings.

“Yeah,” he answers, the deep tone making me shiver. I swear, his voice alone could make me orgasm.

“Alright, do it. Text me when and where.”

He hangs up, which reminds me that my phone is still on silent from the church. I reach into my pocket and pull it out, but Vice takes it from me and slips it into his pocket before dragging me over so that I’m straddling his lap. I feel his hard cock press against my damp underwear and squirm.

“Give yourself a break today. There will be enough fires to put out later.”

“But Alessio?—”

“Has my number if it’s important.”

I sigh and give in, feeling a little lost right now. I’ve beentrained since I was a child to guard and protect Gia. There was never any confusion regarding my role. Now, though, I’m not sure what the hell I’m supposed to do. I’m not the sit-around-and-look-pretty type of wife most Mafia men want.

“That phone call was to notify me that my father’s body has been found.”

I sit up straighter and wait for him to continue. When he says nothing, I roll my eyes. “If you left him there to be discovered, I assume it was part of your plan.”

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