chapter 47

AngeloBig Ricky stops the SUV in front of the mansion, and when we climb out, he says, “I’ll take care of the body and house,” he reminds me. “And I’ll make the payment.”“Thanks. When you’re done, take the rest of the day off. You need some rest.” “Thanks, boss.” We go our separate ways, and as I walk into the house, I hear someone chant, ‘Get low, get low. To the window. To the wall. Till the sweat drop down my balls.’ I come to a stop in the living room and mutter, “What the fuck are you watching?” “The Proposal,” Tiny says with a grin. “My girl Sandra Bullock is in it.”Vittoria sits up on the couch, then her eyes lock on my hands. “What happened?” She darts up, and forgetting that she’s only wearing my shirt, she rushes to me. “Did you get hurt?”“You’re only wearing a shirt,” I growl.“Don’t worry,” Tiny says. “My eyes are glued to the TV.” Vittoria gives me a sheepish expression. “Oops.”“Oops, my ass,” I mutter as I walk to the couch to grab the blanket. I wrap it around her shoulders, then tug her closer and press a possessive kiss to her mouth. When I lift my head, she repeats her question from earlier, “What happened to your hands?” I nod for her to follow me as I walk to the stairs, and once we’re in the bedroom, I take hold of her shoulders. “How do you feel?” “Fine.” She frowns at me. “Tell me what happened.”Not wanting her to find out from someone else, I say, “I killed Giorgio.” Her eyes widen. “Oh my God. Did he attack you? Are you okay?” I let out a chuckle as I shake my head. “He didn’t attack me. The fucker doesn’t have the balls.” My expression grows serious again. “It was time he paid for what he did to you.” I move my hands to the sides of her neck and lean down. “I wasn’t going to let him live after the hell he put you through.” I watch as she processes the news, and her eyebrows pinch together. “I understand.” My gaze searches her as I ask, “Are you okay?”She lets out a slow breath before saying, “Yes. I knew it would happen eventually, so I’m not surprised.” “I’m having your house fixed up, and when it’s ready, we’ll go back so you can grab what you want to bring here.” A smile tugs at the corner of her mouth. “I’d like that very much.” She grips hold of my hand and pulls me to the bathroom. “Let me take care of your hands.”“Hmm, I like the thought of you taking care of me.” Vittoria pulls a small first aid kit from below the sink, and has me saying, “I didn’t know we had a kit in our bathroom.” “I placed it here right after I moved in.” She gives me an apologetic look. “In case I needed it.” She shrugs as she takes an antiseptic wipe out of the kit. “It was before I knew you wouldn’t hurt me.”I watch as she gently cleans the cuts on my knuckles, then I glance at her face again. “Thank you.” There’s a small smile around her lips, but it quickly disappears when she asks, “How are you?”I give her a puzzled look. “I’m fine.” Vittoria shakes her head. “How are you with everything that happened? They were your family.”They? Giving her a questioning look, I ask, “You know about my aunt?”“Tiny told me while you were out.”I let out a sigh. “What else did Tiny tell you?”Her eyes fill with compassion for me. “Just that Big Ricky had to kill her to protect you.”I shake my head before I admit, “The betrayal hurts.” I step closer to her and rest my palm against her cheek. “But it’s nothing compared to the fear I felt when I discovered you ran away.” She turns her head and presses a kiss to my palm as she takes hold of my wrist. When she stares up at me, I notice how her eyes soften. “I love you, Angelo.” Her confession bathes me in so much light and warmth the world falls away until there’s only us. Lowering my head, I press my forehead against hers and demand, “Say it again.” Her lips curve up in a beautiful smile. “I love you.”With a desperate need to taste her words, my mouth slams against hers. I bring my hands to the sides of her neck, and holding her in place, I kiss her with all the love I feel for her. My lips feast on hers as my tongue brands hers with hard strokes, and I groan from how good it feels. Lowering my hands to her hips, I lift her up and set her ass down on the counter. Vittoria opens her legs so I can step between them, and not waiting for an order, she quickly unfastens my belt before pulling down the zipper of my pants. She shoves the fabric down, and when her fingers wrap around my cock, a satisfied growl rumbles from my chest. My woman lines me up with her soaked opening, and I thrust hard inside her.“Fuck,” I groan from the intense pleasure of being deep in her pussy. “You feel like home.”She wraps her hand around the back of my neck and kisses the fuck out of me. Pulling out, I slam back into her warm body, and as the kiss grows wilder, I fuck her with all my strength. The sound of our skin slapping mixes with Vittoria’s moans and whimpers. I feel her pussy clench around my cock, and knowing she’s close, I push a hand down between us and rub her clit. “God,” she gasps against my mouth. “Angelo.”When her orgasm tears through her, her breaths explode over my lips, and not long after, I find my own release deep inside her. Our eyes remain locked as we come together, and I feel so fucking connected to her, nothing will ever be able to tear us apart.