Reign (The Italian Cartel Book 3)
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The Petretti name still isn’t what it once was, but it’s getting stronger every day.
Smith makes it stronger.
Rocco makes it stronger.
And having it attached to Roxanne’s name completely blows it out of the fucking water.
Yeah, you heard me right. Roxanne isn’t just knocked up with my kid, all five-foot-four inches of her is also my wife. Audrey was more than happy to sign divorce papers without a claim to the child most people still believe is hers or my fortune. She was so grateful her life was spared for the part she played in India’s ruse to forge an unbreakable unity of our family bloodlines, she would have signed anything I placed in front of her.
Do I still wish she were dead? Yes, for the most part. The only reason I didn’t siphon the blood from her veins was because Roxanne asked me not to. She wanted her alive, and although Audrey technically hurt me before Roxanne, so the decision was out of Roxanne’s hands, if it weren’t for Audrey suddenly growing a conscience, Maestro would have killed my son. He may have even killed my now-wife.
That alone saw me offering leniency I don’t usually give.
That alone also saw Audrey shipped back to her country of origin with the promise if she ever steps foot in my country again, all mercies will be null and void. She will be dead—as will India when I find her.
She’s still hiding. I can’t say I don’t understand her objective. Her death won’t be quick like my father’s and Rimi’s. I’ll torture her for hours on end, perhaps even days. I would have said months if that wouldn’t force me away from my family for longer than necessary.
Despite no one knowing of their existence, Roxanne and Fien haven’t left my sight for a second over the past four months. Whether on a computer monitor, via my phone, or in the flesh, I have eyes on them no matter where they are. I’m not ashamed of my overprotectiveness. If anything, it makes me proud. My girls will want for nothing, and my son will be raised completely different than I was. He won’t just be a contender for the boss of all bosses when he’s my age, he will be the boss, point blank, and I’ll guide his steps the entire way.
As will his mother.
Roxanne isn’t scared of this lifestyle. She fucking loves it. Not as much as she does me, but I didn’t lie when I said she doesn’t want to be a lady any more than she wants me to be a gentleman. I killed her boyfriend, tortured her parents, yet she still takes my dick between her lips with a ghost-like smile on her mouth every single time without fail.
The same smile is curling her lips now. It makes the transfer of her ass from my extended crotch to my desk a real fucking hard feat. It’s only done without anarchy because the high rise of her skirt awards me the slightest peek of her scant panties and the treasure they’re hiding.
Alice spoiled Roxanne when she entered my realm with nothing but the clothes on her back and a hideous dressing gown tossed over her arm. Now she spoils her with remorse as well.
Alice is alive, breathing, and has sworn multiple times the past four months that Lucy will eventually forgive me. Fien is helping bring her around, so I’m sure it won’t be too much longer until she reverts to calling me ‘Uncle’ again.
As the light in Roxanne’s eyes shifts from sated to ravenous, she parts her thighs. Not wide enough for me to get my head between them, but wide enough to reveal she knows the reason she’s been seconded to my office. Her fearlessness nearly killed her, but it’s one of the things I love about her the most.
That doesn’t mean I’ll let her off easy, though.
“What was our agreement, Roxanne?”
I don’t free my hardened cock from my trousers and stroke it to weaken the fire burning in her eyes. I do it for the exact opposite reason. I love her spark, her charisma, her spunk that is so fucking potent, a bullet couldn’t dampen it. Just knowing I can unleash it with only a few strokes has me stroking my cock a little faster.
I run my thumb down the vein feeding the monster dick the alteration of light in my wife’s eyes always causes before sliding it over the tip, collecting the bead of precum pooling there.
When Roxanne shudders, I realize I have her right where I need her. “What was our agreement, Roxanne?” I ask this question more sternly than I did the first time, strangled through both the brutal clutch I have on my cock and the grip Roxanne has had on my balls since the day I saw her with black smudges under her eyes and chunky, wedged boots on her feet.
With her teeth gnawing on her bottom lip, Roxanne slowly raises her eyes from my cock, rocking in and out of my fist to my face. Her eyes are fucking fascinating. They have cum racing from my sack to the crest of my cock like my pleasure can come before hers.
That will never happen, but I fucking love that she can convince my cock otherwise.
I lessen the severity of my pumps when Roxanne purrs out, “That I’m to do as you ask, when you ask, for exactly how long you ask.”
Her last five words come out with a quiver when I grip the back of her neck with my spare hand so I can drag her delectable lips to within an inch of mine. As predicted, they taste like candy. They’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever sampled. I crave them almost as often as I crave her cunt. “And what did you do tonight?”
“I did as you asked.” Her minty fresh breath mingles with the whiskey bounding from mine when she murmurs, “I read our daughter a bedtime story…” I’m not surprised she calls Fien ‘ours.’ She is ours. Has been since Roxanne put her life on the line to free her from captivity, will be until the day we say our final farewell. “Then raked my fingers through her hair until she fell asleep in her big girl bed, then I came downstairs for an alcohol-free nightcap with some friends.”
“Friends, eh? Who exactly were these friends?”
I know her answer.
I don’t like her fucking answer.
And once I’ve shown her exactly how displeased I am that she took a detour on the way to my office tonight with my cock, I’ll teach Rocco the same lesson with my fists.
I’m still pissed about how cozy he and Roxanne got four months ago. He shouldn’t test my patience. I’ve killed men just for looking at Roxanne in the wrong manner, and I’ll do it again because family comes first of all, and to me, Roxanne is the very definition of the word.
No fear.
The end…
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Acknowledgments
I always say the acknowledgement page is one of the hardest pages of a book to write. I’m not lying. A lot of things go into the production of a book. From my kids understanding I can’t hose them off after school everyday because I have a deadline, to my editing team who make a high school dropout’s stories shine more brightly than she could have imagined.
It takes sacrifice, time, money, and a shit load of patience to write a single book, and even with all of that, we’re still human, so mistakes are bound to happen.
They occur all the time. In books, in real-life, and even in our dreams, but it is how you rise above them that shows your true strength.
I will never be the best writer, just like I will never be the best mother, but as long as I am giving it my all, I am okay with that.
I have a story to tell. Whether th
at’s words on a piece of paper or my husband catching my sneaky, admiring watch, I’m telling my story.
Are you telling yours?
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