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5. Alessandro

There"s a flash of curiosity, lust, and then outright anger in Evelyn"s eyes once she sees the metal cuff securing her to the bed. She has horrible observation skills, and that will not do. The fact that I"ve been watching her for the past ten minutes as she rifles through my private playroom gives me an inkling as to why her family keeps her in the dark.

"If you"re going to sneak around and snoop through my belongings, mio dolce, you should at least be aware of whether someone"s watching you."

"I wasn"t snooping. Take this cuff off me right now, Alessandro. As your wife, I demand it."

That brings an unexpected smile to my face, drawing me closer to her. I wrap an arm around her waist. Every impulse has my cock growing hard, but I manage to keep myself under control. However, I can"t let this moment pass. She"s too damn tempting.

"As my wife, I demand a kiss for your release."

The smirk spreading across her face with a slight roll of her eyes tells me that she"s enjoying this, too. A small huff passes from those supple lips as she closes her eyes and leans close to me. There"s a rolling sensation of arousal battling with the logic of all this. I let myself capture her mouth.

The first kiss in the church was in front of too many people. Now that we"re alone, I want to show her what kissing me truly feels like. My tongue slides between the softest lips I"ve ever kissed. When our tongues gently nudge against each other, the dam breaks, letting go of everything I want to hold back.

My body betrays its directive to behave and remain unattached. Don"t fall for Evelyn Rossi. She"ll get too close. She"ll get hurt. Even worse, she can hurt me.

My brain shuts off as my urges take over. The taste of her tongue passing over mine drives my hand up to her hair, as soft as I imagined. My fingers graze her scalp and palm the back of her head. I release her cuffed hand, but it throws her off balance, sending her to the bed.

I"m ready to sample my wife. Mio dolce.

With my hand still cradling the back of her head, Evelyn arches that tight little body into mine while we indulge in a true kiss as husband and wife. My cock is no longer flaccid, pressing against the crotch of my pants. I want to feel every inch of myself buried inside her sweet walls.

The minute she moans, it"s like music to my ears. My mouth breaks the kiss to trace a line under her chin and down to the side of her neck. A noise, like a soft whimper, but then she does it. She moans my name. "Alessandro."

Fuck.

I pull away from her, running my fingers through my hair and backing up until I hit the wall. "We need rules."

"Agreed," she replies, equally panting and touching her thoroughly kissed lips. "Rule number one, don"t kiss me like that if you can"t finish what you start."

She"s going to be the death of me with a mouth like that.

"You have no idea how hard it is not finishing."

Her eyes travel down my body, zeroing in on my pants as she bites her lower lip. "I can see exactly how hard it is."

Having to suppress what I truly want to do to her in this playroom is taking every ounce of strength. "Don"t distract me, mio dolce."

"I could ask you the same. Can you tell me what this treaty"s going to accomplish? I"d be a much better wife if I knew what was going on out there."

The energy in her tone shifts away from the sexual tension between us. It"s a stark reminder that she"s here for a reason. My reasons and her reasons are most certainly different, and the way she takes my control away is terrifying. I don"t want my darker side to take over or else I"ll never let her leave.

"Oz has soldiers telling him that the Montegnas are moving on both of our territories. They"re pressuring storefronts to pay them protection. If they don"t, they"re being torched out of business."

She thinks about the statement for a moment. "Has anyone been out to any of the shops?"

I shrug. "Street level soldiers take care of that side of our business. I"m the veil that keeps our organization in the dark, and the money we use to keep our legitimate businesses in the light."

"Yeah, you"re so great and all powerful, but do you have any soldiers you trust to verify what"s going on out there? Wouldn"t there be news coverage of stuff like that? How many businesses have been burned down?"

"I"ll have to check with Oz on that. I also have a few people in the media I can press for information. The number of cameras in everyone"s hand these days, if threats are being made and shops are being torched, someone has the story on something."

She tips her head to the side. "How do you have so many connections? I know you said something about my sister, and now the media. What do you do for the De Luca family?"

"If you"re ever asked that question and want to answer, a crisis manager is the best title to give. Other than that, I"m a ghost. I"ve had to pull a dozen favors over the past few weeks to stay ahead of our Families" respective issues. Your brother running away set off ripples around the city, and my father landing in the hospital weakens the face of the De Luca organization. Eventually, La Familia"s going to feel the pressure from other organizations and Families around the country."

"That piece of shit is not my brother. Peter Martin is the scum build up around the drain who should be doused in bleach and set on fire. The nerve of that macchia di merda."

"Shit stain, huh? Regardless of Peter, there"s a lot of moving pieces we need to sort through. The first was getting this treaty set in stone. A truce of sorts between our families to show the Montegnas that we won"t go to the mattresses alone. We"re going to use our marriage to show the capos and soldiers that they have resources from both of our organizations. Peter's getting fired broke a link in the chain of your legal protections."

"I can"t believe he really let my sister take the rap for this shit. He"s letting her sit in prison for shit that he did. What kind of husband does that? You know Shay actually believes he"s going to come around and be a good husband?"

"She needs to believe whatever is necessary to survive in that place. Let her believe it. You and I need to hash out a plan of our own. Once things settle down, we can make sure the power of this truce stays in place, even if our marriage doesn"t."

"So, you"re willing to get this thing annulled?"

"Despite what you think of me, mio dolce, or this room, I"m not as hostile as you think. Unless, of course, you want me to be." I tease her, "Our marriage is not the most important thing we need to dissolve. We need to demolish any ideas that we"re vulnerable, and we need to do it fast before we lose any more businesses."

"I can help by stopping by the businesses we"ve already lost. Maybe go through the personnel files and reach out to the owners and employees to get an idea of what happened. There might be some link between them that made the Montegnas target them specifically. I doubt they"re just picking shit at random."

"That"s a great idea. I"ll have Lorenzo take you around so you"re not in danger."

She huffs. "I wouldn"t need Lorenzo if you hadn"t fired Jenkins."

"Your family has too many liabilities, Evelyn. It"s bad enough that your father doesn"t have an underboss, and his consigliere, your shit-stain-in-law, has gone into hiding. Once I run my background check on Jenkins, I"ll reconsider having him on your detail. Your father"s decision-making skills look weak. This marriage is the only one of strength that the streets respect. Don Rossi is reinforcing his territory, and we"re doing the same."

"I get that," she says with her eyes drifting from one spot on the bed to another. She huffs out a breath. "Back to the rules, then. No goomah."

"I don"t have time for one wife," I sigh as exhaustion washes over me. "I definitely don"t have the time or energy for a wife and a mistress. I need you to be okay with how I touch you in public, too. Rule number three, no shrinking away from me. I may be a bit rough when I"m affectionate, but a slap on the ass or a kiss should be allowed."

"Speaking of slaps on the ass." She reaches toward the whip she dropped after I cuffed her to the bed. "What does this feel like?"

"Mio dolce, rule number four will be to not ask questions or come in this room unless you"re able to finish what we start."

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