Chapter 185 Conti Office

Chapter 185 Conti Office
Dante POV

Isabella was the first thing I looked at every morning. I opened my eyes, and she was there, her beautiful skin bright in the morning light. I studied her for a while before I turned her over and made myself welcome between her legs.

Evening used to be my favorite time of day but now it was the morning because this was how every morning was.

My arms pinned her knees in place, and I moved between her legs, greeted by her tightness and wetness. I woke her up slowly, watching her eyes flutter open as the pleasure circulated in her veins.

She enjoyed sex the most when she was half asleep, when all her sensations were heightened. Her hands eventually pressed against my chest and she looked at me with sleepy beautiful eyes.

I loved the way she looked at me, with nothing but love and devotion. Isabella gave herself to me despite all the odds against us.

She told her brother I was the man she loved then told her father she wanted to be with me
forever.

She stood up for me in spite of the overwhelming obstacles in our
way..I breathed against her mouth and listened to her moan for me, her nails digging in a little harder as I made love to her slowly. Her moans became louder, her nails became sharper, and then she came with a moan that shook the house.

I came next, filling her perfect slit with all my come. It was how I started every morning, making love to my woman before I hauled shit all day. Her uncles and father refused to acknowledge my existence unless they were
insulting me.

It was tough work, especially when I could be doing anything else but these mornings made it worth it, this time when we didn’t say a single word to each other.

We just clung to one another and then started our day afterward. I loved every morning. We both showered so we wouldn’t smell like sex and then headed to the winery.

We didn’t talk about her brother’s visit last night, probably because.nothing about it was surprising. Varos hated me like everyone else.

We drove in silence, Isabella sipping her coffee in the passenger seat with.her sunglasses on her nose. She wore a blue sundress today and
I knew the men who came to the wine tasting would stare at her all afternoon but they couldn’t have her because she was mine.

We arrived at the winery then hopped out of the truck. She was heading into a different building, so I walked her to the cobblestone patio and then peered down at her, tempted to kiss her.

She gave me a slight smile, knowing exactly what I was thinking. “See you later.”

I hated staring at her like this, staring at her like I couldn’t have her. No one was around, but I didn’t want to cross the line and piss off her father for the afternoon.

He was looking for any reason to get rid of me, so I couldn’t risk putting him in a bad mood.

She moved her hand to my forearm and gave me a gentle squeeze. “Yeah. See you later.”

I turned and let her hand slide away from my arm. I walked into the warehouse where the wine was filtered and processed. Wine was bottled and then the bottles placed in boxes.

My job was to move those heavy boxes and prepare them for shipments. It was hard labor, but I was committed to out perform any other worker they had.

They would never acknowledge it but at least I would know..I got to work and immediately worked up a sweat, the moisture darkening my neckline, underneath my arms, and along my back. Sweat formed on my forehead, but I kept working through the morning, knowing my woman was across the way, refilling wine for her customers.

She looked beautiful in that dress with her dark skin. Her mascara made her eyelashes thicker, and her eyeliner brought out the natural color of her eyes. I smiled as I thought about her, the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen and she was mine.

Conti stepped inside the warehouse, dressed in all black. A pistol sat on his hip. He scanned the warehouse before he looked at me.

I knew he didn’t wear a gun at work on a regular basis. His toy was just for me but I kept working, assuming he was looking for something else besides me.

Conti walked up to me, his muscular shoulders stretching his t-shirt. His black wedding ring sat on his left hand, the metal reflecting the sunlight that came through the windows and his dark eyes was on me, telling me had something to say.

I wiped my hands on my jeans then straightened, meeting his gaze with my own. I never knew what Conti was going to throw my way.

He was unpredictable, keeping his thoughts deep behind his eyes. He had a great poker face.

He moved his hands to his hips and his hand dangerously close to his gun. I was always afraid of the moment I was dreading, the moment when he would tell me to leave Isabella and disappear. It was my worst nightmare.

The longer I was with Isabella, the harder I fell because she was such an incredible woman, so strong and compassionate. She put up with her family’s hatred.of me, but she somehow remained loyal to both of us at the same time.

If she wasn’t such a good artist, she should have been a diplomat.

Conti seemed unsure of what he wanted to say. Dante just stood there, staring at me with an expression I couldn’t quite read and his eyes lingered on my face, his lips parting slightly before closing again, as if he was trying to find the right words but couldn’t decide how to say them.

I wanted to start the conversation myself but I wanted to ask him what was wrong, what he was thinking, what he wanted from me but I was afraid that the wrong tone would come out. So I stayed quiet and waited, even though the silence was becoming unbearable.

Finally, Conti seemed to find the words he had been searching for. “Come with me.”

He turned around before I could respond and walked out of the warehouse. I watched him leave, my brows drawing together as I tried to figure out where he wanted to take me.

After a second, I followed and trailed behind him across the dirt, my steps slower than his as we made our way toward the first building that housed the restaurant and the entryway.

I kept wondering what he wanted to talk about.

Once we turned down the hallway, I realized we were going to his office and my stomach tightened.

Which meant he wanted to talk....shit.

I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how quickly my heart was beating because this could be it.

This could be the moment everything changed and the moment he took away the greatest thing that had ever happened to me.