Brianna Lynn Green 22 year old girl. Her parents died in a car crash and she's dating an absuive man. She falls pregnant and decides to leave. What happens when she runs into the don of Italy and New York and her soon to be boss.
Valentino Morales 2...
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Returning to the living room, I opened the door to find Valentino standing there, his face contorted with anger. "Sit down on the bed," he commanded, his tone cutting through the air like a blade. A mischievous glint danced in his eyes.
"Um, okay," I stammered, backing up and perching myself on the edge of the bed.
"I'm going to cut to the chase, but understand this: your punishment will be slow and taunting," he declared, stepping closer. He pushed me down onto the bed, my back pressing against the mattress. Grabbing my wrists, he pinned them above my head, his grip firm yet controlled. He began trailing slow kisses across my face, each one deliberate and tantalizing.
Wait, where's Zara?" I interrupted, my voice breaking the charged atmosphere. "She fell asleep while we were playing, so I put her down for a nap," he replied, his tone softening momentarily before returning to its previous intensity.
"I'm only going to say this once," he murmured against my skin. "I never want to hear you say that you want to go back to your ex ever again. I don't care how scared you are or how tough you think he is. He's a coward for abusing a beautiful woman like you. He didn't deserve you, and by the end of today, I'll make sure you know that." His words were a mix of anger and tenderness, a promise and a threat wrapped in one.
His lips found mine in a passionate kiss that made me moan into his mouth. Slowly, he trailed kisses down to my sweet spot, each touch sending shivers through my body.
As his lips traveled lower, the anticipation grew unbearable. Valentino's kisses were slow, each one calculated to elicit a response from me. He lingered on my neck, nibbling and sucking gently, making me gasp. My body reacted instinctively, arching toward him as I felt the heat between us intensify.
He paused for a moment, lifting his head to look into my eyes. "You need to understand that you're mine now," he whispered, his voice a mix of possessiveness and passion. "I won't let anyone hurt you again."
