Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
"Did I scare you?" I ask. I can only imagine how she felt. Her entire life she was conditioned to live in fear of men.
She shakes her head. "You never scared me once. I almost felt connected to you from the beginning. I never experienced anything like that before."
"Is that why you lied and said you were twenty-four?" I ask, grinning.
Lina sighs. "Well, you seemed hung up on wanting to know my age. I figured you were worried I wasn't legal. I knew the age in America was twenty-one. I didn't want you to leave."
I push a strand of hair out of her face. "That wasn't possible, Lina. I took one look at you, and I was hooked. If things hadn't blown up with Emilia's father and Niko being hurt, I'd have found you sooner."
She smiles, leaning up to kiss my neck.
"The point is you found me, Antonio. I’m so thankful.”
“I’ll always find you, il mio tesoro.”
A smile plays on her lips and her eyes sparkle in happiness. “You know, I looked up those words because you always call me that. I know what it means. Is that how you see me?" Lina asks, searching my face for answers.
"My treasure? Yes. You are the most valuable thing in my life."
"And will that be how you feel about our child?" she asks coyly.
I stop. "Fuck, your appointment! I've been so worried about you and getting you back that I completely forgot. Lina, you're pregnant?"
"Yes… It appears I got pregnant early on. Which is probably why my clothes are getting tighter. Um... that's another thing. I kind of didn't take any birth control... Ever." She pauses, watching for my reaction. I make her wait, looking at her stoically for a second before I can't hold my laughter in any longer.
"You seem to have had a lot of little secrets from that night, my wife."
"I didn't want to lose my one shot of having you. I'm not sorry because we’re here together, but I am sorry I misled you."
"I'm not. We were meant to be together, meant to have this life, and our child was meant to be conceived the way it was. It’s fate."
She looks at me with tears pooling in her eyes. "Fate."
I kiss her, moving to hover over her body.
"Now, I’m going to make love to my wife because I find that I need her again," I tell her, kissing her lips softly.
She giggles. "Your wife would be ever so grateful."
I smirk. "You can show me just how grateful." I slide my hand down her body between her legs, finding her already soaking wet. "A better greeting a man couldn't have from his woman," I groan.
"I can't wait any longer," she says, grabbing my cock and guiding me inside as she rocks her hips forward, taking me all the way home. We gasp in unison as the waves of pleasure roll through us—connected as much as is physically possible. It’s more than that though.
Melina is in my soul.
antonio
"Fuck. How did I let you talk me into this?" I ask Melina as she smiles at me.
"I think because I had my mouth wrapped around your cock at the time."
Victorio laughs, coughing to cover it.
"Damn it, woman. I'd rather my men didn't know you can lead me around by my dick."
"If you are insistent on letting them see me when we're having sex, you can't be mad when I talk freely about said experience in front of them."
I give her a look, and she relents, kissing me.
"I need to say goodbye to my father. I need to face the monster and tell him what he's lost out on," she says coolly.
"Sweetheart, men like him don't have heartstrings to pull. They are void of a heart, to begin with. Your words won't mean anything to him. They will be wasted."
"I know that, but they'll mean something to me."
"You stay here in this car with Victorio," I order her for the thousandth time. "You only come in once the place has been secured."
She salutes me. "Yes, sir."
I grab her face, holding it in both my hands, kissing her roughly. "I'll enjoy spanking your ass for that tonight."
"I look forward to it."
I groan. "Now I’m going to go kill my father-in-law while sporting a damn hard-on, for Christ's sake."
I hop out of the car. I’m only allowing this because our men already have the place locked up. This part is just a formality. I click on the com I have in my ear. I click it, adjusting it.
"Marco, you ready?" I ask. All emotion leaving me. I channel the cold, calculating bastard I am when Melina isn't around.
"We've got my brothers. Lodi and Gordon are bringing them out and putting them in with Victorio."
"You're sure we can trust them?" I ask, my gut churning at the possibility of one of them being a snake.