DARK ANGEL: A Mafia Romance -- The Complete Box Set (4 Book Bundle) -- Alpha Male Erotic Romance by Angela Jordan

Author:Angela Jordan [Jordan, Angela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-12-02T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Angelo DeSilvo stood framed in the doorway, looking like a dark god, so handsome he didn’t seem real. His midnight black hair was tousled as if he had been running his hands through it all day, and his dark eyes looked haunted. Dressed in black lounge pants and a casual white, linen button-down shirt, he still looked good enough to grace the cover of any magazine. His casual apparel did nothing to mask the masculine beauty of his body. It didn’t matter what he was wearing – in a suit or in jeans, he would still be just as devastating to my senses.

God, I wanted him.

Just seeing him again had me growing wet, my body preparing for him.

My breath caught and my heart pounded in my chest as our eyes met and locked. I saw his hands grow white with strain as he gripped the doorway tight. My body clenched as I remember the feeling of those hands on my body, and I had to fight back to urge to throw myself at him and rip off his clothes.

“Cara mia.”

His voice was like sex, dark and sinful. He was the same dark angel he’d always been, the man who’d somehow captured my soul and laid claim to my heart.

It didn’t make sense. None of it did. I’d only known Angelo for a little over a week, but somehow I had begun to fall in love with this man standing before me. I wanted to tell him, wanted to throw myself into his arms and never let go – but of course, that couldn’t happen. We had things to discuss.

“Hello, Angelo.”

We stared at one another, as if searching for some way to figure each other out in the silence. It pained me, this distance between us. After a long moment, I gave in and forced myself to take the first step to bridge the gap between us. I reached out to him, and the relief I felt when he immediately took my hand in his almost brought me to my knees.

My hand tingled where he touched me. I knew there was nothing I wanted more that to be with this man. I allowed him to pull me into his apartment, and simply breathed him in as he wrapped his arms around me, burying his face into my hair. I stood there, content to just hold on to him, taking comfort from his embrace. He smelled of a shower, clean and fresh with a faint masculine scent that was all him, all Angelo. We stayed like that for a long minute. Finally, he pulled back. He looked into my eyes, his own sober as he closed the door and locked us in.

I put my purse down onto the table in the hallway, and allowed him to lead me into the living room. I relished the intimacy of his casual gesture. I knew he was a man who liked his privacy; he didn’t have to say anything for me to know that not many people were invited into this inner sanctum of his.

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