The King of Hearts: Seducing The Mafia Don

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y forehead for the umpteenth time. Right beside me, Guilia

ouched her wide brimmed heart,

, and I wish I hadn't. I smiled at her, a

Days since I started observing without being observed. D

'd noticed it, I hadn't tried to stop it. Instead, I'd leaned b

d when I finally did, he'd looked at

ying, when I finally turned to look at her. He

et?" I questioned, g

I'd never been to a vineyard before. Back at New York, all

the vines was as important to Dante, as was his reputation. And what better

playing on my laptop, or I accompanied Guilia at the kitchen, as she made brea

." She moved away from the

d. I hadn't been aware that the s

still had a thick Italian accent to it, it was better

in the cold tub for an hour, I

see a lady advancing towards us. Her eyes crinkled, as she kept the smile on her face

ssed her cheeks. She spoke Italian for some moments with Gui

"You don't look Italia

om the United States. My n

woman." I watched as she looked me over, as my mind processed her words. D

one was as insincere as her smile, and I was already

o it was. His signature scent wa

His husky voice said, behind

smiles, as she moved past me t

" I wanted to get away from there as s

Ignoring the woman by hi

ht, with his cleanly shaven face, broad chest and muscles, which

hy would I?" I cross

ell he was annoyed by my respon

t." He

with that, I stomped off, grateful that none of th

farther and farther away. The mansion soon came i

nude body. The image of Amara clinging unto Dante's

. It wasn't like I was attracted to Dante, anyways. Someone who l

whoever it was. When everywhere remained silent, af

apology from Dante? For allowi

and saw Dante leaning against the wall,

m in the bathroom? Get out." A sense of awa

en every part of you." His face was calm,

k, in spite of mysel

th Amara?" I asked,

ched his lips. "Wha

lous. I was only angry that my plan

I wanted to believe. But

s so fast, immediately I

to provoke him. It was better than listening to h

his stare on my exposed shoulders, and I hadn'

you." I scoffed again, wa

and crouched. I stared right into his e

ing." He s

words. "And how do you

otten that. I've tortured people long enou

ake me afraid. To repulse me, even. But my bo

osed to make me afraid? I'm not

th a voice so cold and low that my skin p

tone of his, that left no room for refusal

Why should I do that, Capo Dante

said so."

Amara?" I didn't know why I asked. I didn't even know

ful man like Dante with his traditional values, I had to tread c

e smirked. "Wh

his woman. Wanted to see his face

ectful if you're with me, whi

yourself, Grenade. You aren't even

better. At that moment, I wanted to si

'd meet you in yo

n, he w

e closed doctor, I wondered why his words hur