Chapter 40

Vivianna

I turned around to be met with Angelo’s dark and stormy eyes. Blood stained his clothes and he looked angry. I brought my hand to my mouth and gasped. When he reached me, he enveloped me in a hug. A very intense and emotional embrace.

“You’re bleeding.”

“It’s not mine.” He whispered.

“Matteo?”

“He’s fine. Everyone is fine, sweetheart.”

“That doesn’t explain—”

“Hush. It’s Simon’s blood. By a few hours, he should be a rotting corpse.”

“Come on, I need to get you out of these clothes,” I said, pulling away.

“Mmm, I like the sound of that.”

“Not like that. You need to get cleaned up.”

I pulled him to the bathroom by the wrist and pushed him down on the toilet. “Take off your clothes, so I can get you a bath drawn.”

“God, it sounds so hot when you order me around.”

I plugged the tub and started the water. Just as I turned around, Angelo had already undressed. The only thing he was wearing was that cocky smirk. I knew that look. It was his look he gave me when he was up to no good.

Angelo reached out and grabbed the hem of my dress. Without warning, he slid it over my head. “Angelo!”

“That’s better. Now, we’re even.”

Angelo turned off the water and pulled me towards him. “What are you doing?”

“Get in the tub with me, so I can make love to my Queen.”

I stepped into the tub and licked my lips. “Come on, before I start without you.”

Angelo jumped in and wrapped arms around my neck. Reaching behind him, I grabbed the washcloth and dunked it in the water. I pressed it to his cheek and washed the dry blood off. I dunked it back into the water and held it over his head. I squeezed and dampened his hair. Angelo leaned in and grazed his lips against me as the water trickled down his face. I dropped the washcloth, abandoning it. I kissed him hard and fast.

“Fuck, I missed you.” He whispered.

Angelo tugged me by the hips and jerked me to him. I could feel the red-hot fire bubbling between us as he kissed me harder. With more intensity.

And, it wasn’t because of the water.

It was our deep connection.

The need to feel each other against each other.

“Fuck me, Angelo. Fuck me hard and fast.” I moaned.

I reached between his legs and guided him inside me as he cupped my breasts. He thrust his hips, causing the water to slosh. Each time he slammed back inside, it made me realize just how much loved this man.

A hunger inside me made me meet his hard thrust halfway.

I craved his roughness.

His forceful fingers digging in my hips.

I wanted him to take me like he’d never done before.

Like a filthy fucking animal.

“Yes, harder! Fuck me like a King is supposed to claim his Queen.”

“God, Vivianna! Fuck, yes.” He growled, spilling inside me.

He kissed me once more and whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Angelo. I love you so much.”

“Did you eat dinner yet? For some reason, I’m suddenly hungry.” He grinned.

“I already ate, but I’ll go with you if you want.”

“You, my dear, are never leaving my sight again.”

***

I glanced at Angelo and furrowed my eyebrows. “Where’s my brother?”

“He’s taking care of business.”

“So, I was talking to Ivana, and she said the bride gets to have a bachelorette party.”

“No,” Angelo hissed, “You’re not getting a stripper.”

“Hmm, a stripper does sound nice.” I teased.

“You want a stripper. Come to my room and I’ll show you a stripper.”

I reached around and wrapped my arms around his neck, whispering in his ear. “You going to give me a show, Daddy?”

“You bet your ass I am. Now, move. Let’s go up to my room. No, it’s not my room anymore. It’s our room.”

I grinned, “You got that right. Come on, I do believe you owe me a dance.”

***

Angelo pushed me gently and led me to the bed. He laid me down, brushing a strand of my hair out of my face and whispered huskily. “Vivianna, tell me what you want.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and yanked him down. “To get naked for me.”

“And then what?” He asked, wrapping my legs around him.

“Well, I did want a dance from you, but now I want something else.”

“Tell me, baby.”

“I want your mouth on me. Everywhere.”

“Mmm, I want that too. Where do you want my mouth?”

Angelo picked me up and spun around, falling onto the bed. I straddled him as he ripped my dress. “Hey! That was my favorite.”

“So what, I’ll buy you a new one,” Angelo growled, his eyes swirling with lust.

I gripped his shirt and ripped it, buttons flying through the air. Angelo lifted his head and buried his face in my chest. He grips my hips as he takes a nipple in his mouth and runs his tongue around the tip. Gripping the headboard, I arch my back and moan. “Please, don’t tease. Just fuck me already.”

“I love teasing you, kitten. The best part is making you make those sexy little noises.”

Angelo flips us over and grips my wrists, holding them above my head. He leans into my neck and feathers his lips over my neck, making me moan. “Please, Daddy.”

Angelo’s eyes darken and crush his lips against mine. This wasn’t a normal kiss. It was full of possessiveness and dominance. Just like a fire ignited inside him. “God, just fuck me already.”

Angelo pulled away and stood up. He stripped off his pants and flipped me on my belly. “You’re not in charge, little girl. I am. Hands and knees, back arched and thighs spread. Daddy’s gonna fuck that tight little cunt until you collapse.”

I turned my head to glance at him, but he brought his hand down on my ass. “Ouch! Why’d you do that?!”

“Because,” Angelo settled behind me and positioned himself at the entrance, “I’m in fucking charge.”

Without warning, Angelo slammed inside me and gripped my hair in his fist. He yanked my head back and harshly whispered. “You’ve awakened Daddy.”

“Mmm, harder,” I begged.

“Fuck,” Angelo grunted, taking my wrists with one hand and pulled them behind my back. Each time he thrust, his grip only got tighter. I loved seeing him on the verge of losing control.

“I’m going to come. Please, may I come, Daddy?”

“Come,” Angelo commanded.

That’s all it took for me to come undone and let the dam break. Coming all over his cock as he spilled his seed inside me. My vision blurred as my legs shook and I screamed out. “Fuuck! Yes, Daddy.”

Angelo pulled out and released me. He turned me over on my back and whispered. “I love you, kitten. I’ll be back. I need to talk to Matteo.”

“About?”

“Business is all. Get dressed, I’ll have someone bring you some food.” Angelo kissed my nose and stood up. He grabbed a pair of pants and a plain t-shirt from his closet. I sighed as he got dressed and grabbed his phone and gun.

“I’ll be back. Be good, kitten.”

I quickly dressed and went to Vito’s door. I knocked, waiting for him to answer. The door opened, revealing a beautiful brunette. “Vito’s not—”

“I’m not here for Vito. I wanted to hang out. Angelo is busy and I wanted to know if you wanted to chill with me for a while. Can I come in?”

“Umm—”

“Vito won’t mind. We’re like family.”

“Sure, come in,” Sabina muttered, allowing me to step inside.

“So, I wanted to thank you.”

“Thank me?!” She spluttered.

“For being the one to make Vito happy. He’s a good guy, you know. Been through so much. I thought after—”

“After what?”

“Never mind that. So, are you hungry? Don’t tell me Vito has been starving you.”

“No. I just—we’ve been—I’m sorry, but this is a little awkward for me.”

“It’s okay. I get it.” I didn’t mean to embarrass the poor girl.

“So, you’re Vivianna, the girl that Vito has been pining for?”

“Vito never—I mean we were never romantically involved.”

“I know. He told me.”

“So, tell me, how is Vito when he’s not being a total asshole.”

“Oh, he’s still an asshole, but to answer your question—he’s good. Very protective.”

I reached over and held her hand, giving it a tight squeeze. “I want you and Vito to come to dinner tonight. Just us four. It would be nice to have a girl that keeps Vito on his toes.”

“I don’t know if—”

“Vivianna,” Vito announced, “We’ll be there. By the way, I think Angelo is about to put out a search party for you. You should go before he starts combing the estate.”

“Fuck.” I whispered, “I better go. See you two at dinner, yes?”

“Of course,” Vito replied, his eyes trained on Sabina.

I rushed out of his room, my heart beating wildly in my chest. I know Angelo told me to be good, but he never said I couldn’t leave the room. I stepped into the kitchen, only to be pinned to the refrigerator. Angelo wrapped his hand around my neck and stated calmly. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you, kitten. Mind telling Daddy where his kitty was hiding.”

“I-I was—I was in Vito’s room.”

“What?!” Angelo growled, his possessiveness coming out.

“No, not like that! I was talking to Sabina.”

“You’re mine, kitten and don’t you ever forget that.”

“Yours. I’m yours, Daddy.”