Page 114 of Mafia Boss's Fake Wife

“Do you know what you’re asking me for?” he growls.

I nod.

I can’t do much more than that.

Marcomoves.

In one swift motion I’m in his arms, then another I’m being dropped onto the surprisingly comfortable bed. I want to giggle, or squeak, or just react somehow because I’m overwhelmed by too many thoughts all at once and if I don’t do something, I’m going to explode.

But then Marco’s lips are on mine. His big body covers me.

And I don’t have time to think, or do anything other than justfeel.

Every time before, we’ve been so desperate. Quick. It’s been frenzied, like a fire that neither of us has any control over.

Now though?

It’s almost like time is slowing. Marco kisses me in a way that’s almost leisurely, like he’s taking his time with me.

Like we have all the time in the world…

Fuck.

Because if we were newlyweds, we would.

It feels like a dagger in my heart, realizing that he’s taking my request to pretend so seriously.

But if he can pretend… so can I.

Arching my back upwards, I murmur, “You’ve been waiting for so long. Through the whole ceremony.”

Marco freezes, like he’s trying to figure outwhat I’m saying.

I look up at him, where his hands are positioned on my stomach, gently tugging up the white silk pajama top.

Then, he seems to register my words. Part of the light in his eyes seems to dim.

Come on, Marco. Pretend.

I don’t know if he can hear my silent words or not, but he seems to figure it out.

“My family was so annoying,” he says roughly.

Okay then. I’m somewhat relieved that he’s going to play along. “They’re just happy for you.”

“They can be happy for me without being in my business,” he rumbles.

I laugh, and it’s not fake. It feels so… normal.

Then, Marco’s tongue traces my belly button, and I moan.

“Take this off,” he groans, tugging my shirt.

I pull the silk up and over my head. It whispers to the floor, and his fingers hook in the pajama bottoms, making quick work of them. Naked before him on the bed, I want to shy away…

But that’s not how I would want this to go.

If it were real.

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