Camilla

Camilla

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A simple conversation over a 'cosmopolitan' drink with a hot stranger didn't seem to be a dangerous thing to Camilla. But after a steamy one-night stand with him, it seems that things were not gonna go smooth for her now as a thriving Chief designer. She not only had a very memorable night with the most feared Italian mafia don, Gabriele De Ricci but also she is now The Donna of the Italian Mafia a.k.a His wife Was it just a simple drunken mistake or is there more to what they both have? "I think I am considering having Sex with you, Gabriele," Camilla whispered near his ear swaying her hips to slow music. "Then what's stopping you, hmm." He said making his grip on her waist and dipping his face in the crook of her neck. Placing soft kisses on it. "Probably, the people around us.....and our clothes." Her shining eyes were enough to make him lose his sanity. At that moment he knew that he was having a divinity in his arms. That would either brighten him up or he would have snatched away her light. Cover- @-belllawrites
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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