Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16556 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16556 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
“Go on,” he grouches, pushing me back in Alex’s direction.
“Lo prometto,” Alex vows, his face as serious as I’ve ever seen it. He and my father shake hands and my father pulls him in for double cheek kisses.
“Go on,” he repeats, slapping Alex’s back.
Alex takes my hand. “Come on, baby.” He leads me down the stairs.
I’m wearing yoga pants and a thin t-shirt, and no makeup. “Where are we going?”
“I don’t know. Anywhere you wanna go,” he says, leading me out the front door. We get to his car and he pushes me up against the door, slamming his lips down on mine. The kiss has traces of desperation—desire so demanding I’m sure he’ll devour me.
When he breaks it off, his eyes are haunted. “Is this what you want? Or did you just get pushed into another future you didn’t choose for yourself?”
My lashes moisten. “It’s what I want, stupid.”
Alex captures the back of my head, his tongue sweeping into my mouth. “Careful, bambina,” he says when he pulls back. “Or Daddy’s going to spank that delicious ass of yours.” He claims my mouth again, lips twisting over mine.
“I’m counting on it,” I murmur.
Epilogue
Alex
“Angel?” I loosen my tie as I walk in the door of the apartment Jenna and I share.
“In here, Daddy,” she calls from the bedroom.
I’m not out of the family business. It’s never that easy. Once you’re in La Famiglia, the only way out is a box. That’s what they say, anyway. But Don G and I have an agreement. I got moved to peripheral operations. Nothing too dangerous. Nothing too risky. Following Nico Tacone’s example of taking things legal.
In the meantime, I set up an office for Jenna and hired a marketing manager to help her grow her business. She already has three hundred clients from her Facebook ads, and we’re working on strategies to get more profit out of the business. Basically, her business model needs to be scaled for mass delivery. She’s going to put together set clothing wardrobes for each of the twelve waist placements in three different budgets for each season, and then we’ll mass market it that way.
It’s a learning and growth process but always fun.
I push open the bedroom door and my breath catches.
Jenna’s naked, kneeling in the center of the bed, waiting for me—just like I instructed her.
It’s almost too much.
She’s so fucking beautiful. So receptive. So obedient.
Which doesn’t mean I don’t find every excuse in the book to spank her ass cherry red. She loves it as much as I do.
“Good girl,” I praise as I walk toward her, pulling the necktie off. “Have you been good all day?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Well, that deserves a reward.” I take her wrists and wind the tie around them, then climb over her, pushing her to her back. I secure the tie to the bedpost.
For a moment I just look at the picture she makes—so beautiful, her chest moving up and down with her rapid breath, her naked body trussed up and ready for me.
I’m definitely going to take care of her. She’s my girl. The only person in this world who really knows me. Who I can be myself with. Soon I’m going to ask her to marry me. I already bought the ring. But tonight—tonight is for pleasure.
“Spread your knees, piccolina.” I tell her, letting every wicked thought I’m having show on my face. “Daddy’s going to make you scream.”
The End