The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage
mped around her arm like shackles. Her feet stumbled over he
ced over her shoulder, catching sight of
gh the garden with a gaze locked on them, each step a
with steel. She yanked her arm with force, making Vinc
curtly, reasserting control with a tight gr
the garden. "Let me do this, just this." She persisted, turning instinctively, her
breathes too close to me, I'll turn this garden into a graveyard. And I promise you, cara mia, the b
t still thrumming through her skin. Without thi
oice trembling as she threw herself between them, her body shaking. "If
er in a fierce embrace while glaring at Vincenzo with a menacing stare. "That
no asked, his voice low and heavy with guilt,
oward Giuliano, a caustic smile curling the corner of his lips. "Relax, Don Alfonso.
ch a single hair
by stating the obvious. "And as you well know, in the mafia, we take our vows seriously: till death do us part." He paused, a cold s
, his eyes locked, jaw clenched, gripping his
It'd be uncouth to stain the garden, especially in front of the guests." His voice dropped, impassive. "Rats, as you know, prefer to skulk in the shadows." He paused briefly, s
s voice taut, eyes fixed on Vincenz
lfonso replied through gritted teeth, his g
that bastard's brains out pulsed t
on with rage but with
et, a black car waited. The driver, s
o extended his hand to help Vitto
orframe and climbed into the car alone,
a faint smile tugging at his lips as he roun
eyes tracked the vehicles escorting t
e turned toward the window
of safety she knew, she felt the
w to act. Everything around her felt a
the car passed through the gat
stationed at every strategic poin
ined avenue, meticulously trimmed, before
r was already outside, hurrying to open he
for a moment, stood still, watching her back
osed the distance and swept her
d laced with the sting of humiliation as h
her voice thick with anger an
r feet kicked at the air, but Vi
indifferent to her rebellion, as if carrying hi
urmured, his voice slow and dripping with
ld of the mansion like a man claiming what was his, unhurri
asked, her voice taut, still stru
ing in silence, climbing the stairs with st
t touched the floor, Vittoria instinctively back
ched inside his jacket, his eyes ne
through the air between them, and Vittoria's heart r
s voice low, almost a husky whisper, as he a
inctively, her chest heav
er balance and fell back onto the mattress, her ha
ted ease. The smile that curled his l
e barely begun," he said, his voice gra
cheek-not touching, but close enough for her to feel the coldsuggestive path along her neck unti
tore under the cut, his eyes never leavi
I make you moan," he whispered, his voice rough and langui