BOOK 1 | 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙀
♕ GIOVANNI VITIELLO lost the love of his life three years ago...or so he thinks. Now living a life shrouded by the Famiglia's darkness, he's become ruthless; an empty shell with a black hole where his heart used to b...
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THE angry rays of the morningsun waltzed through the curtains in Giovanni's bedroom.
Kalani shifted, her backside pressing against Giovanni. Unable to resist, he rubbed the scruff of his jaw against her cheek before bringing his mouth to her ear.
"Morning, bella," he rasped in his deep morning voice.
She hummed under her breath, loving the way his harsh stubble scratched against her cheek. Giovanni's knee was wedged between her thighs, making hers clench together.
"Time to get up." He stroked a hand over her stomach softly. One thumb absentmindedly traced the lines of her stretch marks and she shivered against him.
"No," Kalani groaned, but it morphed into a moan when Giovanni pushed up the satin material of her shirt till his rough hand found her breast. The other danced its way between her legs. "Five minutes."
"I've got something planned for you, Sienna and I," Giovanni murmured, biting down on the lobe of her ear. "Just the three of us. And we're going to be late if I give you five minutes."
Kalani felt Giovanni effortlessly spin her around so her body was facing him. He cupped her ass cheek, drawing her into his chest. His lips peppered kisses up and down her throat till her toes tingled.
Kalani squinted her eyes open, raising a hand against the sun's light. She glanced around the room and nearly sat up in shock. Kalani would've tried to if all her muscles didn't ache. They were wrapped in black silk and a tangle of each other's legs so she hadn't noticed till now that they weren't in the same room as the night before.
"What...How?" They weren't in a guest bedroom anymore. Instead, it was Giovanni's grand master bedroom.
"I carried you last night," Giovanni stated matter-of-factly. Kalani must've been completely out of it when he'd done so. "We're leaving shortly." He reminded her.
"In that case, I'm going to go shower," Kalani slowly peeled herself from him and the mattress, feeling her body covered in a sheen of sweat. Kalani tried to stand on her feet but nearly stumbled on her feet. The strain he'd put on her back and legs caused her whole body to ache.
Opening the door to the bathroom, she heard Giovanni's heavy footsteps follow close behind, letting her know he was there. Kalani shrugged off the straps of her pajama set, peeling it from her body and hearing a hitch in breath.
It wasn't anything he hadn't already seen before.
The glass door of the shower slid open breezily and Kalani stepped in. After securing a bonnet to her head, she turned the shower to a lukewarm temperature and sighed when Giovanni embraced her from behind, looping his arms around her waist.
Grabbing a bar of soap, Giovanni began washing Kalani. The soapy suds travelled down the path of her body and his eyes followed every moment.
"Giovanni," Kalani moaned through gritted teeth as his thumbs swiped over the sensitive nubs of her breasts. Giovanni was sure her breasts had grown since the last time he'd saw them. They fit in his hands, weighing them down in a delicious way that made her irresistible to him. "I'm still sore." She warned.
