The Mafia And His Angel: Part 2 (Tainted Hearts 2)

Chapter 20

I glided around the room, moving to the rhythm of the song as I folded Alessio’s clothes. I hummed along, my body light.

It had been two days since my nightmare. Alessio and I didn’t talk about it again. He never pushed for more or asked more questions. He was giving me the time I needed, and I was forever thankful for that.

I should be counting my days. I should tell the truth. But soon, I would.

I just wanted to live this moment for a little while longer before I left my life in the hands of fate.

Once I gave Alessio my truth, he would be the judge, jury, and the executioner. I would have no choice but to accept his decision, even if it meant my death.

I just wanted to bask in this happiness for a little while longer. Maybe I was a horrible person for that.

I didn’t know…but I didn’t care, either. I just wanted to continue being happy.

After folding the last of Alessio’s clothes, I quickly tied my hair in a ponytail. Smiling, I thought about Alessio pulling it down again.

It had been two days. Alessio’s punishment was over. He would be coming for me soon. Anticipation and desire licked its way through my body, and I quivered, pressing my thighs together.

I was about to step away from the bed when I noticed my book on the floor. Shaking my head, I bent down, my fingers grasping the book.

I went to stand up. My back was almost straightened, but I never got a chance.

A hard body wrapped around me. I let out a scream, and a hand covered my mouth, muffling me. I struggled as tears stung my eyes, but the strong body kept me in place.

Fear slithered its way into my body, and my mind started to race, my heart pounding. I was pushed forward, and I fell onto the bed, my eyes closing on the impact.

My body was flipped around so that I was on my back, and the body settled over mine. I squeezed my eyes shut, refusing to look at the man.

What if the devil had found me?

Chapter 21

My thoughts ran wild. The man settled on top of my body, and I froze, fearing what would come next. Taking a shuddering breath, I willed myself to relax and think. My mind refused to cooperate. All I could think about was Alberto’s sinister laughs.

A second passed and then another. He didn’t move, and neither did I. As the seconds ticked, the fear that was suffocating me slowly started to slither its way out. Even through my messed-up thoughts and alarm, it felt like I knew the person.

The way his body pressed into mine, every inch of it, I knew it. I had spent nights exploring it, feeling it. His scent wrapped around me, and I felt my muscles start to loosen.

My body knew him, and it reacted accordingly.

I knew him. And he wasn’t the devil.

My hands instinctively went to his shoulders, and I held on almost desperately. My eyes snapped open to meet bluish-steel colored ones. I stared into his molten eyes. They were hard but filled with so much desire and lust.

Another second ticked, and my body melted under his, the fear evaporating, my muscles unlocking as I gave him control.

And then he smirked, looking so sinfully handsome and devilishly sexy.

“Alessio,” I snapped, my fingers digging into his shoulders in warning. “You scared me!”

He hummed, his eyes growing more heated if possible. Alessio leaned down until his face was in my neck, his body pressing mine into the bed. He ran his nose along the length of my neck, placing small kisses as he went.

“You’ve been a very bad kitten,” he muttered, his voice husky and deeper. Oh God. “Flirting with my men.”

Oh, that! I squeezed my eyes shut in realization. I was in deep trouble. In my attempt to tease Alessio, I played a minx. Maddie was right. I had been playing with fire.

Alessio placed another kiss, and then he gently bit down in warning. “Trying to get me jealous. Such a bad kitten.”

He kissed along my collarbone and then up again, leaving wet trails from his kisses, licking, sucking, and nibbling on the skin until I was putty in his arms. “Oh,” I moaned unashamedly.

His teeth grazed on the sensitive skin just above my collarbone, and my back arched off the bed as I pressed against him. I felt his hard length between my legs, and he groaned.

“Alessio,” I breathed. The fear was now replaced by desire and anticipation. No longer was I scared. All I needed was him.

He pulled back slightly to look down at me. “I’m hanging on a thin thread right now, Ayla. I won’t be gentle.”

Alessio leaned down again until his lips were next to my ear, his next words causing me to tremble in excitement. “I’m going to fuck you. This is going to be hard and fast.”