Mafia Monster's Forced Bride

“Yeah, baby.”

“Don’t hurt me again. Not ever.”

“No, I’ll never hurt you again. That I promise.” He lowered down so they were flush against each other, their bodies melding together. “I love you, Alex, so fucking much, and I will never hurt you again. I promise. You are mine, and there is a lot of shit I can give up in this world, but I can’t give you up. I refuse to give you up.”

“I love you too, and I don’t, I don’t want to be afraid to love you.”

“Don’t be. I am here. I am with you, every step of the fucking way. I promise you. I will earn your forgiveness. I will never give you another moment to doubt me.”

She stared into his eyes, and she knew he spoke the truth. Roman hadn’t run away. He’d stayed by her side. He had proven time and time again that he was here to stay. To help raise the kids, to bring them into this world, and to build a life and family with her.

Alex … loved him.

“I already forgive you.”

Her father had told her that no man would stick around this long if he didn’t love her, and Alex knew. She felt it.

He started to move inside her.

Roman began slowly, but as he pressed inside her, his strokes sped up, driving into her, pistoning deep and fucking her hard, and she gave him back, rocking her hips to meet his, feeling his cock pulse. When he couldn’t hold back anymore, she held on to him as he pushed in deep and came, spilling his seed within her.

They hadn’t used a condom, but Alex didn’t care.

“No more divorce papers?” he asked.

“Roman, I already stopped sending them. You only burned that one. I don’t make a habit of wasting paper.”

He chuckled. “I’m so fucking lucky to have gotten you.”

Tears filled her eyes, and she cupped his cheek, knowing that she had also gotten lucky in getting him as well.