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Before she could come, she took a step back. “Lay on the desk,” she commanded.

I’d never been so grateful to have an empty desk in my life. “Pants off?” I asked.

She shook her head no, so I lay on the desk, wondering what she had in mind for me.

She unzipped my pants, freeing my cock from confinement. She took it into her mouth, sucking it deep, her tongue swirling around the head before taking it to the back of her throat. My back arched involuntarily, and I groaned with need for my wife. I grabbed her hair, holding her in place, urging her to take me deeper.

She didn’t let me come either. Just as my cock was twitching and my balls drew up tight, she released me. She climbed on top of me and pushed my head and shoulders down on the desk. Without preamble, she sunk down onto my cock. She groaned and clenched around me and I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer.

“Cara mia,” I gasped as she began to fuck me. “I’m not going to last.”

“Yes, you are. You don’t come until I say so.”

I froze, knowing that disobeying her was not an option. But god above all I wanted was to lose control to her. “I’ll wait,” I promised breathlessly.

Her eyes danced with mischief and dominance. “Good boy,” she whispered before sitting down on him again, taking him deeper inside her with each downward motion.

She grinned at me. “You don’t want to earn a punishment, do you?”

At this moment, I would take anything she wanted to give me. “No. Yes. I don’t know.”

I held on to her hips tightly, knuckles white from the effort it took to control myself.

“I warned you, didn’t I?” she smirked, her eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and triumph.

I moved one hand to her clit, knowing I needed to make her come. She swatted my hand away and stopped moving. I bucked my hips, desperate to keep up our rhythm.

“Stop,” she commanded.

I tried, but couldn’t. “No, Liliana. I can’t. I can’t wait.”

Tears streamed from my eyes as I fought for control over my body. She leaned forward and kissed me and my whole world burst into white light. I couldn’t tell you what I said, or did, only that I’d never felt such thorough, incredible, perfect bliss in my life.

When I returned to my body, she was still there, gently resting on top of me. I kissed the top of her head. “I am yours, Liliana. All yours.”

Chapter 13

Nicholas

The air in my office was thick with tension, the dim light casting ominous shadows on the walls. I stood behind my imposing mahogany desk, a fortress of power separating me from Marco and Liliana. My fingers gripped the edge of the cold surface, the photo that had arrived in the mail mere hours ago burning in my mind.

“Explain this to me,” I demanded, holding up the picture of Marco and Francesca together. Their bodies were pressed close, her head thrown back in laughter, while Marco’s arm encircled her waist protectively. It was an image that clawed at my gut, filling me with a fury I struggled to contain. Why had Marco been with the woman responsible for kidnapping my wife?

“Ah, that,” Marco said, his voice wavering, betraying his discomfort. He took a step forward, his eyes darting from the photo to my face. “Nicholas, it was ages ago... when you were dating Francesca. You know how things were back then.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, boss, she would throw herself at any man she could. We all tried to fight her off, but she’s aggressive.”

I could see Liliana stiffen in the corner of my eye, her delicate hands clasped tightly together, betraying her own unease.

“Is that so?” I asked, my voice dripping with barely-contained contempt. The loyalty he had shown throughout the years weighed on me, clouding my judgment.

“Absolutely,” Marco insisted, his gaze never leaving mine. “You know I’d never betray you or the Romano family, Nicholas. I’ve been loyal to you for years.”

I hesitated, the weight of our shared history bearing down on me. I turned to Liliana, searching her deep brown eyes for any sign of guidance. I saw her reliving the pain of her capture.

“Nicholas,” Liliana whispered, her voice barely audible. “You know you can’t let your guard down, especially when it comes to…her.”

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