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“Yeah, that would be nice.” I chuckle a bit and push the cherry pit out onto a napkin.
While we eat breakfast, Dante tells me everything I’ve missed in the last five days.
Now that the Donnelleys are dead, the rest of the family has picked up and left. Dante suspects back to Chicago. Massimo “dealt” with Vance, who somehow got left behind, and Rico and Frank dealt with the news—paying people off to not tell the story.
He’s being very open, which is nice. He doesn’t seem scared to tell me stuff or keep it away from me. I guess after experiencing one of the worst things that could happen, my place in this world has shifted.
I’m no longer a scared, poor, kidnapped woman whose father owes the mob money.
I’m the wife of the Don to one of the most notorious mafia families in Las Vegas.
“What now?” I ask Dante as he shampoos my hair.
“Now, we will begin a new chapter,” Dante says, picking up the showerhead. “Tip your head back,” he orders.
I place my hands on his chest and lean back so he can rinse the soap.
“What does this chapter entail?”
Dante chuckles. “I have no fucking idea. All I know is that you and I are equals. I am your husband, and you are my wife. You will still have security when you go out, but you don’t have to wait for me or my permission.” Dante puts the shower head back and cups my face, wiping the water from my eyes.
I see nothing but love coming from his face when my eyes open.
“You’re so beautiful,” he says, almost in awe.
I smile, then press up on my tiptoes to kiss him. “You’re beautiful, too.”
His lips press against mine, and I feel mine start to part. His tongue slips in as our sweet kisses turn into smoldering heat.
Dante pushes me up against the shower wall, his leg between my thighs. I rub my pussy against him as he lavishes my breasts with his tongue.
“Oh, fuck,” I mewl, and then a sharp pinch happens in my shoulder.
Dante immediately pulls back, his face horrified.
“Oh, my God. Bambola. I’m so sorry,” he says quickly, and I tell him I’m fine.
“Seriously, it was just a pinch. No need to get all ‘mother hen’ here. Maybe we need a few more days until we can get back into it.”
Dante grins softly. “I recall you wanting to get busy when you came home from the hospital.”
I laugh. “I was on drugs. I was delusional and… horny, maybe. I don’t know. It’s a bit of a fog.”
I step out of the shower, and Dante and I reach for a towel at the same time.
“You’re a very independent woman, Serenity. This may be my only chance to dote on you, so please, let me.”
I roll my eyes and then stand there as Dante pats my body down with the soft towel before wrapping it around me.
He takes me to the bedroom, where he lifts me, still naked, onto the bed.
“Clothes?” I ask, holding my sling.
Dante gives me that look, the look he gets every time he sees me naked, which is to say he wants to see me naked for longer.
“Alright,” I huff, but I’m smiling because I do love being naked around this man. He just makes me feel like a goddess. Like I’m the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. I watch him when he kisses down my body, every kiss done with purpose. And the noises he makes when he goes down on me…fuck me, I can still hear them echoing around in my head, and we haven’t done anything for days.
I put the sling on and slide into the sheets before Dante joins me.
