Stolen Sin: A Fake Marriage Mafia Romance by B. B. Hamel

Author:B. B. Hamel [Hamel, B. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-04T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 27

Simon

We tumble into each other for a few days after the funeral.

I keep thinking Emily will wake up, realize what she’s done, and run screaming. I’m the man who caused her friend to die. If I hadn’t attacked Santoro, none of this would’ve happened. And yet each morning, Emily wakes up, kisses me, and we spend the day together, fucking and cooking, laughing and drinking wine and fucking some more.

She’s grieving too. I catch her crying in the shower. I hold her while she stares wordlessly at the TV. She’s hurting, but she’s also coming into herself, like her friend’s death unlocked something inside her. There’s a new confidence, and I like it. She’s not afraid to ask for something she wants.

“On your knees,” she says one afternoon. She’s naked and glorious, her tanned skin glowing in the sunlight slanting through the living room windows.

I do as instructed. “What else, baby?”

“Mouth open. Tongue out. I’m going to ride your face until I come.” She approaches me, looking like sex incarnate, hips swaying as she walks. “And if you do anything but lick my clit and groan with approval, I’m not going to give you what you want.”

I stick out my tongue, happy to play along. And god, does she want to play. She comes for me over and over, her tasty pussy suddenly very eager now that our walls are crumbling down. I’ve never been this satisfied before in my entire life, but it’s like Emily’s finding new ways to make me happy as we explore each other.

Part of me is worried though. This began when she was near-catatonic with grief, and I’m waiting for her to suddenly wake up and realize what she’s been doing. All this filthy, wonderful fucking is great, but I don’t want her to feel like it only happened because she was extremely emotional.

And I don’t want her to decide that I’m the cause of all her problems.

I get four great days. Four days of being with her, learning about her, talking with her, fucking her, cooking for her, and basically getting to be a person in a way I haven’t in a long time. I’m not Simon, heir to the Bianco Crime Family—I’m Simon, Emily’s husband, and that feels good.

Until my father summons me to his office early on the morning of the fifth day. I kiss Emily goodbye, tell her to stay in bed, promise I’ll be back soon, and meet with Davide out on the street. We walk over to my father’s house together.

“Been hearing lots of rumblings on the street,” my brother grunts as we take our time. “Santoro’s planning something.”

“You don’t think he’s done?” I tilt my head because of course he isn’t. Santoro can’t stop until the Bianco Famiglia is destroyed. There’s too much history between him and my father, too much violence and blood. There will be more.

“We both know he isn’t. The real question is whether Dad’s going to do anything about it.” Davide stops at the stoop and looks up at the door.

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