Chapter 209 Caught
- The Italian don shook his head with a mixture of amusement and desperation. God, he wanted her so badly.
- “Yes, amore mio,” he whispered, his hands grabbing her hips tightly, pulling her flush against his crotch. “I want you and only you. Now, please let me fuck you.”
- His voice was deep, dangerously low, his eyes completely dark with lust.