Only His: A Dark Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance

by Olivia Ashers

  “Well, it is real, because I love you too.”

  His eyes widened slightly, as if he couldn’t believe what I’d said. “I just want you to be happy, whether it’s with me or without me. It’s up to you.”

  I threw myself at him, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck. Just breathing in his scent made me feel a tiny bit better.

  When I looked into his eyes, they were brimming with emotion. His lips were so close to mine, and then we couldn’t hold back anymore.

  Our lips came together as if they’d never parted. Our kiss was hungry and desperate, and I melted into it.

  Sebastian slipped the keys back into his pocket, and his hands roamed up and down my back. The fire inside me ignited in an instant.

  “Are you sure?” he whispered between the kisses.

  “Yeah.” I grasped the lapels of his jacket and tugged him to my bedroom.

  Nothing else mattered anymore.

  We basically ripped each other’s clothes off, and when Sebastian laid me on the bed and lowered his mouth to my breast, I was burning up already.

  He toyed with my nipples, pinching and sucking, and then he went lower, his tongue tracing a path down my stomach.

  I spread my legs wide for him, and his fingers parted my folds, slipping into my wetness as his mouth glided over my inner thigh.

  He flattened his tongue, sliding it over my opening, and I arched my back.

  Always needing more.

  When his tongue danced across my slit, his fingers pumped into me. His tongue found its way to my clit, and he licked and sucked until I was crying out with every touch.

  It didn’t take him long to take me over the edge, and I let out a loud moan.

  He didn’t wait for me to recover. Instead, he flipped me onto my stomach, catching my wrists and pinning them behind me.

  My hips were pushed up, and he rubbed his hard cock against my ass.

  I groaned, my arousal hitting me again with even more force than before.

  “What do you want?” he asked, giving my bottom a few quick, sharp smacks, which only added to the fire burning inside me.

  His thickness slid up and down my ass crack.

  “I asked you a question.” He slapped my ass again.

  “Fuck me, Sebastian,” I choked out. “Please fuck me.”

  He pushed himself inside me, inch by inch, and then he almost pulled out all the way before shoving himself back inside me.

  I cried out as he stretched me, burying himself deep inside me as his thrusts became harder and faster. His hips slammed into me, and he smacked my ass a few times as he fucked me.

  The tension between my legs was closer and closer to the breaking point as he kept thrusting into me, his grip on my wrists tightening.

  I’d missed him so damn much.

  I’d missed this too.

  It was like everything was back right where it should be.

  Including his cock.

  He gripped my hair, tugging my head back as he rammed into me.

  “Say you’re only mine,” he said.

  “I’m only yours,” I breathed, a moment before my release shattered me.

  My body quivered with pleasure as he came inside me with a grunt.

  His body pressed against mine, enveloping me.

  At that moment, I felt happy again.

  Content.

  Satisfied.

  Sebastian rolled off me and pulled me into his arms. His lips collided with mine.

  “I still can’t believe this is real,” he said softly.

  “It better be.”

  Because there was absolutely nothing I wanted more than him.

  And now I could finally have him.

  He was mine.

  Only mine.

  Whether he wanted to admit it or not.

  “Wait, are we still married?” I asked.

  “Yeah, we are.”

  “Good.” I nestled into his arms.

  Being married wasn’t so terrible after all.

  Epilogue

  EVEN SIX YEARS LATER, I was glad about the choice I’d made. Sebastian and I had made our relationship work, especially once we’d let go of the things that had been holding us back.

  Now I knew that he wasn’t going to leave me.

  Ever.

  Not if he could do anything about it.

  And we were happier than ever.

  I locked the door of my little art gallery.

  It was a huge success. People seemed to like something about its simplicity. It just had something. A special charm that big galleries didn’t have.

  With a smile on my face, I got in the car. Getting back home—to the house Sebastian and I had bought about two years ago—was a little bit complicated, but it was absolutely worth it.

  To make sure that we were safe, I had to take a longer route back and switch to another car with the help of Sebastian’s men.

  Once I parked the car in the small parking lot behind the house, I barely had enough time to get out before the front door opened.

  Sebastian was in the doorway with a smile on his face as six kids rushed to greet me. After I hugged and kissed each one of them, they ran back to the house.

  We’d had to make a few adjustments so that the kids wouldn’t find out about Sebastian’s crime empire. The whole neighborhood belonged to us, and our guards were our neighbors.

  Sebastian had used my father’s connections to secure his rule and ensure that no one would dare attack him.

  We also had a very good system that would alert us of any potential trouble, but the past few years had been super calm and I hoped that wouldn’t change.

  “Hey,” I said to Sebastian, and he pressed his lips against mine.

  “How was today?” he asked.

  “Wonderful. I wish you could’ve been there with me.”

  “We’ll have to wait for next time. If the nanny hadn’t canceled—”

  “Yeah, I know. Don’t worry about it.” I grinned. “It’s not like you haven’t been there with me plenty of times before.”

  “There’s something I have to ask you,” he said.

  “What?”

  “Vico found another kid. I think we have space for another one. But if you think six is already plenty—”

  “Of course there’s enough space.” I wound my arms around him.

  We were fostering six kids already, and it was working out just fine. We could handle one more. It was better for the kid to be with us than on the streets.

  Sebastian kissed me again. “Okay. Then we’ll set everything up. But I have to warn you. The boy reminds me of me. He might be a handful.”

  “Nonsense. We’ll figure it out.”

  “I’ve never thought we could have it all. All this,” he said. “Especially considering who I am.”

  “I know. Me either. But it’s you who’s made this possible, and if you were someone else, none of this would’ve happened. You just know how to get through to the kids who need our help.”

  “I guess. And you know how to show them what love is.”

  “You know it too.” I brushed my lips against his again. “I love you, Sebastian.”

  “I love you too.” His eyes sparkled with happiness.

  We went inside. Sebastian’s arm was around me, and as we entered a full living room that was brimming with voices and happy faces, I knew that I finally had a family of my own.

  I was no longer afraid of anything.

  And when Sebastian’s gaze met mine, I knew that I was his one and only.

  Now we finally both knew what it was like to be in love and not have it taken away from us.

  I pressed myself close to him.

  Our love would last forever.

  I was sure of it.

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