Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15173 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15173 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
I move my things into the bedroom across the hall from Dante’s room, but I’m hoping to actually move into his big suite soon. I continue working my shifts at the hospital, and Dante insists on sending a freaking entourage with me every time. Two bodyguards ride with me, and two follow behind us. When we arrive at the hospital, the bodyguards go through this crazy routine of checking out the entire emergency department before I’m allowed to go in. Once they’re sure the hospital is safe, they melt into the background while I work. It’s all surreal, but I’ve gotten used to the looks I get whenever I go anywhere with my troupe.
The Silver Spoon Falls grapevine has been steadily buzzing with news of our relationship, and I’m pretty sure there isn’t a flea on a horse’s rear end who doesn’t know that I’ve moved in with the mob boss.
We spend all my free evenings together, and to my shock, he’s respected my boundaries. Almost too well. Every night, he kisses me to within an inch of my life, and then he tucks me into my room without making a move on me. If I’m honest with myself, I admit that I’m starting to get a little tired of the chaste nature of our relationship.
I’m sitting in his massive library reading a medical journal when the door slams open. “What in the fuck were you thinking, wearing a little piece of nothing in front of my men?” I almost laugh at the absurd accusation, but Dante’s red, angry face tells me he isn’t going to take that response well.
“What?” My usually agile brain shuts down at the sight of my handsome mob boss spitting fire. At me. I should be terrified, but it turns me the heck on to see his chest rising and falling rapidly while his dark brown eyes practically glow with rage.
“I saw the video of you swimming in the goddamn outdoor pool wearing next to nothing.” Dante has lost his ever-loving mind.
“Next to nothing?” I poke my finger into his chest as my anger steadily grows. Mr. Mob Boss isn’t the only one in this relationship with a temper. “I wouldn’t have been more covered in a nun’s habit.” I can’t believe he’s upset about me wearing a very conservative one-piece bathing suit to swim in the pool he had installed for me. Either he’s losing his mind or I am.
“I don’t want my men to see you in any less than a fucking habit.” Dante sighs and runs his hand through his thick hair. “You’ve turned me into a lunatic,” he admits and wraps his arms around me. “Please, have patience with me while I adjust to these new circumstances.”
“New circumstances?” My anger steadily dissipates as he hugs me close and runs his nose along my neck.
“Having a beauty to protect,” Dante admits and covers my lips with his. I melt into his embrace as desire replaces my anger. His hands run over my back, sending little sparks shooting down my spine. Oh no, my handsome mob boss isn’t going to get me all hot and bothered and then walk away. Not this time.
Dante tries to lift his head, but I grab the back of his head and growl, “If you stop now, I’m going to kill you.” I freaking mean it. Frustration is a bitch.
Shock flashes through his dark brown eyes, turning them fiery. For once, I actually get to witness my confident mob boss at a loss for words. His mouth opens and closes a few times before he finally mutters, “Are you sure?”
“Positive.” I run my tongue along his stubbly chin and press my body against his hardness. “Now get a move on, gramps.”
Chapter
Seven
DANTE
Fuck me. My cock nearly tears a hole through the front of my pants when my beauty’s words echo around the room. I smile against her lips before smacking one of her luscious ass cheeks. “You’re going to pay for that.” God, all my dreams are about to come true. Giving her time to get used to our new relationship before making a move has been killing me.
“Promises, promises.” Belle smiles as she reaches between us to wrap her soft hand around my cock, catching my attention big fucking time. My curvy little love sure isn’t shy. She’s fucking perfect for me. Even through the expensive material, her warm touch almost brings me to my knees.
“Hold on, little beauty.” I kiss her soft lips while my hands roam over her luscious curves. I’ve wanted her for so long, I don’t even know where to start.
“You hold on, gramps.” My sassy girl winks before dropping to her knees in front of me. Fuck me. Belle is trying to run the show. I knew it was unlikely that my twenty-eight-year-old soulmate was untouched, but having proof of her experience nearly brings me to my knees.