The Way We War
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Last published Mon, Apr 25, 2022
He narrowed his gaze, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Tell me to stop, and I'll stop."
Vienna felt her thighs clench at the quiet command in his tone, and, before his words fully registered in her mind, Vienna felt his fingers move again. He was no longer holding back, his actions were unapologetic. Purposeful, even.
A whimper tore through her at his sensuous movements while her eyelids fluttered shut. She heard Dante swear quietly in response, his voice sounding strained in the small room.
She should have said something, but the burner phone was long forgotten. Instead, the only thing on her mind was Dante standing right in front of her with one hand in between her legs.
***
Dante never had much patience for troublemakers
Vienna was never very good at following the rules.
But when it came to the Family, they were both loyal to a fault.
With her father's rapidly declining health jeopardizing the stability of the mob, Vienna DeLaurentis is forced to wed Dante Vena for her own safety and to reinstate a joint Chicago Mafia.
Unfortunately for her, Dante is far from the gentleman he pretends to be.
And, to Dante's chagrin, Vienna is far from the obedient fiancé he expects.
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