บททั้งหมดของ Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

|GIOVANNI'S POV|I descended the staircase, each step clipped with irritation. My jaw was right, my shirt slightly askew from the rush, and his thoughts still lingered on the warmth of Dahlia's skin and the moment Don Rodriguez had so untimely interrupted. At the bottom of the steps stood the intruder, his arms spread wide like he was greeting a long lost son. His gold rings caught the chandelier light, his grin far too wide for my mood. "Giovanni!" Rodriguez boomed, his voice bouncing off the walls. "Finally! You keep a man waiting too long, no?" I stepped two steps from the floor, my expression cool. "Why are you here, Don Rodriguez?" My voice was flat, "You're keeping me from my fiancee, you do realize that?"Rodriguez laughed, completely unfazed. "Ah, young love! It's a beautiful thing. I remember when I-""Answer the question!" I cut in, my tone sharp enough to silence the older man mid-sentence. "You weren't expected. And I'm not in the mood for nostalgia."He clicked his ton

|GIOVANNI'S POV|Dahlia stepped out of the walk-in closet again, the third outfit hanging off her frame as she twirled with a hopeful smile. "What about this one?"I was seated on the edge of the couch with a half full glass of wine in hand as I gave the dress a lazy glance and shrugged. "Too serious. You look like you're attending a board meeting." She sighed dramatically and disappeared back inside, mumbling something about how this was becoming traumatic for her. My lips involuntarily twitched, and I leaned back against the couch. The next few outfits were all the same; too plain, too dramatic, too not her. I had no doubt that she was beginning to think I was doing it on purpose. I was also tired, starting to lose hope that we would find the perfect feet. She stepped out for the umpteenth time, I'd already lost count, in a champagne colored dress. It was soft and elegant, with a satin shimmer that hugged her in all the right places and a delicate make back that caught the ro

Dona Paula took my hand with a cheerful grin, her red lips curling as she pulled me through the crowd like a prized gem she couldn't wait to show off. I still didn't understand her plan fully. She just asked if I could dance salsa, and I said yes then she proceeded to yank my arm and pull me through the sea of numerous guests. When we approached a smaller circle tucked in one corner of the room, I sighted Giovanni amongst them.I began to have an idea of what she was planning to do. We shared a brief look of understanding before launching into their midst. "Look who I found," Dona Paula announced with a glint of pride, drawing everyone's attention. "Isn't she simply breathtaking tonight?"I felt the spotlight shifting to me. Nine pairs of eyes watched me, some curious, others startled, and a few were unconcerned. "I told her when I saw her by the dancers," Dona Paula continued. "You must tell me everything you do to look this resplendent. I don't think I've seen anyone this gorge

I stirred beneath the silk sheets, warmth curling through me like a slow burn. The sensation wasn't from the cold, it was Giovanni. His mouth trailed along my skin like a deliberate whisper."Giovanni," I murmured his name, my eyes fluttering shut as his lips moved down my body. My fingers fisted the sheets and I tugged. My lips parted but no sound came out, causing me to hold my breath. When he reached my thighs, running his wet tongue all over her skin. I was beginning to see the stars already. "You taste so good, baby." He murmured against me, his voice was like velvet and sin. My center has begun to throb painfully, and I breathed rapidly, my chest rising and falling. I looked down to see his dark eyes twinkling with the promise of something. "I hope you're ready for me."Before I could respond, his mouth pressed against my soaked center in a way that made me explode at once. I gasped, bolting upright in bed. My chest was heaving, and my skin was flushed. I blinked at the so

We returned to the kitchen, Dona Paula offering to give me one of her favourite teams. I watched the way she floated around the large room as she poured water into two cups. "I hope you'll like this, it's a little on the bitter side but it has its benefits," she said with a smile, dropping a pinch of crushed herbs into the hot water. "Although, I added in a little bit of something now."I took the cup with both hands, the heat doing wonders to my nerves. I inhaled the fragrant steam, and I caught the faint whiff of cloves. I gingerly slipped, and it slid smoothly down my throat. Dona was right, it truly was on the bitter side but the aftertaste made up for it. I took another sip, and then another, and another, until the cup was empty. "Wow," I said with wide eyes, dropping the porcelain back on the table. "What's in there?""It's a secret," she said with a wink, and then added. "But-""But?""It's for virility," she said casually, stirring her own cup with a small silver spoon. "I