The King of Hearts: Seducing The Mafia Don

ter

I leaned on the table at an obscure corner. Nu

the VIP section? You've always been heavy on security.

houldn't have dragged me ou

never drag you, without your consent, Dante. Ad

't. I'd wanted to come here. This place held memo

is hands on the table. "You still thin

I turned my

t, Zio." He

saying he wanted to go, dance with som

she left. Years, since that bullet was shot right th

n arranged marriage, between us. And I could still rem

much? Then pleasure me, like

lyn

I'd long buried in my heart. I grabbed at my gl

She was dead, and

another person, at first sight. She was dancing with her pa

like Luca. To me, they weren'

low cut dress, which revealed her slender legs, s

me. A shadow of a smile crossed her lips, an

look away. But I

en since a woman r

e tried pulling away, but he held on still. Pulling her

aze met mine. They

id, in a breezy voice, as he came over. Two se

ing over to them, and ign

I began, once I stopped be

me. "Who're you?" He slurred,

kward smile at me, and t

my breath, and grabbed his

o look at me. "You dog!-" His words

ly, to which he nodded frantically. He

you tell him?" Slender legs

aren't Italian?"Looking at her up close, she was

on't have a plaque on their forehe

s surprised

ink?" I asked, ges

, without

sat down, and gestured at

West." She smiled, stret

dy regretting my impulse to b

" I sim

wine. No words were exchanged between us

e," She giggled

at that moment. He did

we get goin

She was looking around, whil

n't leave her here.

se, other than himself? She can handle herself, we

table, her black hair making a mess. Ignoring his w

car." I i

vincing me would do no go

and my breath hitched. She smelle

right. I shouldn't have brought a random woman to my Dimora. A

to my head, while I was growing up. But for

bed my hand. "Please,

walk out of the room. Looking back years later, I realized

n while asleep. Wondering how her lips would taste, I l

and throwing all caution to the

. The gentle breathing beside me, made the

n on the bed. The room was still dark, courtes

in bed last night. Giving, and taking. I'd fucked her so hard, and

with sleep-doused eyes. "Where's this plac

be pushing her out of my Dimora

bed, and stifled a smirk, w

g around naked?" Her cheeks

ng again. "You should leave. I'd pay you, and we'd be

ge of my drunken state. I'm no slut." Her voice

, I turned

s, irritated at how soft I was acting. I

perfect traditional housewife.

er eyes wide with shock. "I

po. How could I be sure she wasn't sent, b

ew my gaze away from her exposed shoulder, my face

in twenty minutes. My men would take you

e, at the office. He s

Ti comportavi in ​​modo strano, ieri se

d, through my teeth, and

xandro's doing. Or worse still, from another

l chair, so my bac

m to look into someone." I ordered