Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
“Right.” She’s quiet for a few seconds. “I’m coming to Italy.”
I sit up straighter. “Really?”
“Yes. If I have to, I’ll sell a kidney on the black market to pay for the ticket.”
I let out a chuckle. “You don’t have to do that. I’ll buy you a ticket. My husband is stinking rich, and I have no problem spending his money.”
She lets out a bark of laughter. “I trained you well.”
“I’ll talk to Leo once he’s home so we can make travel arrangements for you.”
“Your mafia husband won’t kill me or arrange a marriage for some kind of business deal?” she teases me.
“Oh, I don’t know. He might,” I joke.
I see Edoardo coming around the side of the mansion to check the veranda, and I wave. He gives a smile before continuing with his inspection.
“Oooh. If you’re into bodyguards, I have one you might like. That’s if he’s single.”
Kristen laughs again before her tone grows serious. “Are you safe? You won’t get hurt being married to a mafia boss? What did your Mom say? Is she okay?”
“Mom’s okay. She’s living with my mother-in-law right now, but Leo’s bought her a house. We’re just waiting for all the paperwork to be finalized.” I take a breath before I continue, “Yes, I’m safe. Whenever I leave the house, I have four guards with me.”
“Great, but are you safe with Leo?”
I don’t hesitate to answer, “Yes. Leo loves me so much, Kristen. You’ll see it when you come to visit. He makes me feel like the most important person in the world.”
“Aww…I want to see this for myself, though.”
“Besides finding out about my family, I’m happy. Leo makes me happy.”
Her voice is soft as she asks, “Yeah?”
“He’s unlike anyone I’ve ever met, and the attraction is out of this world.”
“Have you slept with him?” she gasps.
“He’s my husband,” I mutter before chuckling.
“That doesn’t mean shit. Did you sleep with him?”
My cheeks grow warm, and I fall back onto the couch, kicking my legs before I say, “Yes.”
“You better tell me everything!”
“It was freaking hot, Kristen.” I take a deep breath before shrieking. “He’s a beast in bed.”
“Well, now it makes sense why you’ve forgiven him for the whole forced marriage thing,” she teases me.
“Yeah, probably,” I joke. “But besides the sex, he’s…he’s…”
“You’re so freaking in love you’re speechless,” she gasps. “Wow, you have it bad for Leo.”
“It’s so difficult to explain things. There are so many sides to him. One minute he’s all sweet and loving, and the next, he’s temptation on two legs.”
“I should be more worried about you, but you sound so happy,” my best friend says.
I sit up again. “Pack your bags. As soon as Leo’s back, I’m booking you the first available flight to Italy.”
Kristen lets out an excited shriek. “I’m going to hug you so hard! I can’t wait.”
We talk for another hour before we end the call, and I lie back down on the couch again.
I feel so much better after getting to unload on Kristen. I should’ve called her sooner, but with everything that was happening, it was the last thing on my mind.
It’s going to take some time to process everything I’ve learned about my past, and I’ll just have to take it one day at a time.
As for Leo?
Yeah, I’m falling fast and hard for him.
My thoughts turn to the past two days, and I recall all the memories he shared with me about my family. His love for them was evident in every word.
I close my eyes as my thoughts turn to our marriage. It started rocky as hell, and it’s still brand new, but I’m filled with excitement when I think of the future.
Turning onto my side, I pick up my Kindle and go to my collection of mafia books.
Who would’ve thought I’d step right into a book and live the dream?
LEO
After parking the Porsche in the garage, I walk through the kitchen, the mansion too quiet.
When I walk through the large open space of the foyer, I hear a sigh, and my eyes snap to the living room where I see Haven lying on the couch.
As I head toward her, I notice she’s reading, and remembering she mentioned she gets angry if interrupted, I softly creep up behind the couch.
My eyes drift over her, loving the tight shorts and cami she’s wearing. The clothes make her look like a fucking porn star, and I instantly grow hard for my wife.
She makes a little squeaking sound before giggling, and a smile spreads over my face. Curious to see what she’s reading, I lean a little closer, and as I focus on the words, my eyebrows lift.
I grab the device out of her hand and start to read the scene out loud. “Nicolas kicks my legs wide apart with one of his, while his hand slips over my flaming buttcheek and between my legs. ‘Fuck, moró.’ Hearing him call me babe in Greek has a needy whimper slipping over my lips. ‘So wet for me,’ he groans.”