Forced To Marry The Devil In A Suit

12 Who You Really Are

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~~Katerina's P.O.V~~

I may have gotten a little out of control last night... I was on a burning high, but the crash is definitely killing me. I may believe in peace, but I have had to deal with my fare share of shit heads from time to time. If these people really think I haven't had  to do things the way they have they're fucking insane, I may have only had to do this for a few years but fuck them for thinking less of me for it. "Katerina." Alessandro calls, snapping me out of my thoughts."Yes?" I ask, walking over to his desk."You are distracting me, Tesorro." he whispers, wrapping his arms around my waist "mmm and how did I do that?" he taps his finger against my hardened nipples through my blouse with a playful smirk."By looking so god damn irresistible. I like these little business skirts on you. " he murmurs, popping a button on my white blouse "Well I was supposed to make it to our business meeting with my uncle in this, but I guess not." A deep growl comes from his throat."You were never going to make it out of the house looking like this Piccola. You know that, dont you?" 

His hands firmly wrap around my waist, pulling me onto his lap so I'm straddling him, bringing our bodies flush against one another. "Not with someone as insatiable as you are." his hands glide down to ass giving it a tight squeeze." Be a good girl, and let me see what's mine." I love this side of Alessandro; so calm yet demanding at the same time. You wouldn't think that the man who just a few weeks ago shot someone at the dinner table after buying me off my uncle would be the same man I've been sleeping with.. willingly.  I begin slowly unbuttoning my shirt, holding his burning gaze with a smile. "Non 'e bello prendere in giro tuo marito." (It's not nice to tease your husband.) he mutters, grinding his hard on against my core, zapping me with a bolt of pleasure."I love teasing my husband." I murmur, pulling off my blouse, leaving me in my white laced bra, black skirt, and high heels."That's my good girl." he growls with appreciation, filling me with warmth. 

his lips latch onto mine with a free hand traveling up my back, releasing my bra clasp. My nipples peek with the cold air, nipping at the already sensitive nibs; Alessandro takes on between his finger and thumb, rolling it around as our tongues move in sync with each other, consuming one another. "Hey boss, the boy -" Gio's voice breaks us apart for a moment before Alessandro's possessive hands cover my body."GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. NOW!" he orders sending Giovanni running for the heals. "I swear I'm going to kill these dumb motherfuckers one day." he growls releasing me from his grip "We should head out baby, It's time to check in with your dear uncle Alexei to see what kind of shit he has to say about that prick Andrei." ugh what a fucking cock block. "don't give me that look Katerina, I want to fuck you now but if someone else walks in I'll kill them and I dont think you want blood splattered across your naked body." The thought of someone else's blood splatter across my body defines the feeling of sick to my stomach. "I'll go put something nice on." I whisper. I quickly peck his lips before getting myself dressed to the best of my ability and heading back to my room. 

"Wow, I'm surprised he let you out of his sight." I jump whipping my head around towards the familiar voice "Mr. Morettie" I breathe watching his eyes travel down my body sending a cold chill down my spine. "I see he still hasn't gotten rid of you yet but he will Katerina and when he does I'll be ready to pull the trigger on you an your family" There's always that one person who can't let go of the hate.. who can't see a new future just the past. "I don't think Alessandro would want me talking to you right now so I'm going to go get ready for a meeting and you can find your son in his office." he raises a curious eyebrow at me "You were all mouth at the banquet but when you're alone you have no bite?" he's not going to stop until I make him stop " My husband is the one you need to speak to, I'm the princess of the Bratava and the queen of the Morettie family so you bow to me mother fucker but my husband is the man you'll answer to  when this is all said and done." he takes a step forward with a menacing glare forming across his face.