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I raise my knee, attempting to kick the cocky bastard in the balls, but he dodges me with insulting ease. As I struggle beneath him, he lowers his head and kisses me with a savagery born of a desire to establish his dominance. He nips my bottom lip with his teeth, biting down so hard he draws blood. I taste an unpleasant metallic tang, but Leo chases it away with his tongue, which strokes firmly over mine.

He lets go of my wrists and I fling my arms around his neck, holding him close as he continues to ravish my mouth. When he eventually pulls back, I’m left breathless. I expect him to fuck me now, but he doesn’t. With an unreadable expression on his face, he gazes down at me for several long seconds. Then he grabs my wrist and stands, dragging me to my feet with him.

My breath hitches as he spins me around so my back is to his chest and marches me to the wall that encircles the balcony. Less than eight inches deep, the wall is waist height, so when Leo bends me over it, flattening my torso against the cold smooth stone, I’m left staring down at the street thirty floors below. Though I’m not afraid of heights, this is terrifying.

He leans over to whisper in my ear, “Long way down, isn’t it?”

A shiver runs down my spine. If Leo wanted to, he could fling me to my death in the blink of an eye.

“Leo…”

“Be quiet!” He doesn’t give me the chance to voice my fears.

Kicking my ankles farther apart, he impales me on his rigid cock. He withdraws and then slams into me with such force I gasp. As he fucks me with long, assertive strokes, my taut nipples rub painfully against the stone wall. I stare down at the lights on the street below and my head spins. Fear and desire battle for supremacy. As Leo grips my hair and pulls my head back to expose my throat, lust wins out. He nips the side of my neck and I shriek.

My pussy clamps down on his cock as it swells inside me.

“Fuck!” Leo pulls out and his seed trickles down my thigh.

Three of his long, thick fingers replace his cock in my tight channel and he pumps them in and out brutally fast. My mouth falls open as I try to catch my breath. His thumb presses against my clit and I shudder. Then, suddenly, he pulls his hand away. He spins me around, lifts me off my feet and sits me on the edge of the wall.

Screaming as he tilts me backward, I flail around and grab his forearm. His arm is curved around my back in a tight embrace, but if he let go of me, I’d fall.

“Scared, principessa?” Leo taunts.

As I glance over my shoulder at the lights of the cars moving through the city below, terror swamps me. My pulse quickens and my clit pulses with desire. Fear, it seems, is a powerful aphrodisiac. Leo shoves his fingers deeper inside me and my hips buck. I moan as the pressure building at my core becomes almost unbearable.

“Come for me, Vinnie,” Leo commands.

He curls his fingers and strokes that sweet spot inside me. He tilts me back as he brings forth such intense pleasure I suddenly don’t care about the precariousness of my situation. In fact, the danger only intensifies the blissful sensations vibrating through my body.

“Leo!” I squeal.

My limbs tense, my chest tightens, and then I come apart. All I can hear is a whooshing as blood thunders through my veins. My head swirls and my eyes roll back. I feel like I’m falling. My limbs tremble and my heart pounds furiously. It’s too much to handle. I scream and the world turns black.

When I come around, I’m on the floor of the balcony, cradled in Leo’s arms. He’s cooing to me, making quiet soothing noises that seem foreign coming from a man like him.

“I thought I’d lost you there,” he says.

“Asshole!” I slap his chest, only to show my displeasure and not to actually hurt him. “Never do that again.”

“Never make you come?”

“No, never dangle me over the street.”

Leo tuts at me. “I wasn’t dangling you over the street. You were never in any danger.”

“I didn’t know that!” It’s only partially true. My gut told me he wouldn’t hurt me, but I wasn’t entirely sure I could trust my instincts. “I thought you were going to drop me over the edge.”

Leo shakes his head. “No, principessa, I’ll never let you go. Remember that.”

His words should be comforting, but they’re not. There’s an underlying warning. Our world operates on a specific set of rules. Now that I’m Leo’s wife, I can never walk away from him. I just hope I’ll never want to.

CHAPTER 14

Vinnie

Waking alone the next morning, I enjoy a luxuriant stretch before easing myself out of bed. I knew Leo wouldn’t be here when I woke because he told me before I fell asleep last night that he’d be leaving early. Things to take care of, apparently. I guess I’m better off not knowing what they are. When it comes to Leo’s work, a state of ignorant bliss is what I’m aiming for.

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