Consumed by Rage (A dark mafia romance series)

Carla
'I do.' My voice came out as if a whisper and the whole hall vibrated with cheers.

His hand moved towards my veil and slowly he started lifting it from my chest area, his fingers brushing softly over my nipples causing them to pucker and goose bumps to appear all over my skin. I could clearly see now parts of him coming clearly from under my veil, his tall and muscular legs gracefully covered by a pair of navy blue trousers perfectly ironed, his broad chest hugged by a suit jacket of the same color as his trousers with a white rose sitting in his left chest pocket. He paused for a moment when the veil passed my lips level and took a deep breath in before removing the rest of the material off my face .

His face hit me like a cold shower, all of my senses grew tense and my mouth dried out instantly. He looked amazing, a beast of a man obligated by circumstances to wear fancy clothes and designer perfumes, his place is not here, it is somewhere where he can release all of his passions, all the tension that his body seems to let it ooze out of his pores. His tongue dashed out as if starved and licked both of his lips with vigor, I swear I heard a rumble come out of his chest but I can easily blame my dull senses. His eyes threatened to rip me appart, there was fire in them, they shone in the bright light mutating under my eyes from his icy cold to throbbing fire. A shudder rocked my body as his eyes hungrily roamed all over my face down to my puckered nipples, who the hell chose this sheer dress for me?