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Taming His Love

Taming His Love

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As I'm about to walk down the asile I felt a tear slip down my face. As time goes by I realize that he will never show up. He actually stayed committed to the threat. I should've known, why would I think he would come. Because you thought he loved you and would fight for you, well you're wrong. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I started crying. I fell down to my knees, dropping the flowers in my hand. My mom hugged me tight, while my dad cursed a variety of words. Never, will I ever, fall in love in again. Never. I swear. ◈◈◈◈◈◈◈◈ I, Vanessa Santiago, swear to never fall in love. As I'm standing here in the church, remembering the events that happened before coming here. I stare at the cross with Jesus' head hanging there. I felt a tear slip down my cheek. As I see blood dripping from his. This all happened a month ago, pain seeps through me still. I take a step back and start walking the aisle. Head up, no tears. The reason why I'm at the church is because I feel my walls falling. Why? Because of Elijah Xavier Salvator. His stare sending shivers down my spine, just by his touch sends electric bolts through my body. I had to come to church to remember my vow. But it's hard when his touch is so addicting. It feels good, but I feel myself taming love, his love.
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His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

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