If it were up to me, the choice would be easy
But I have to live. I won’t let my son be raised by the devil that killed his father.
Enzio Lanza owns my dead husband’s life. He even has his face.
My husband’s twin killed his own brother and inherited his kingdom, his wife and child included.
I will marry the monster that ripped my family and heart apart
I will teach my boy how to finish what his father started before he was shot by his own twin brother
We will have our revenge, one kill at a time
I’ll leave Enzio Lanza to the end, and I won’t make it quick.
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At the same time, my skin tingled, my nipples hardened, my breath hitched, my cheeks burned. My p*ussy throbbed. It was as if I liked the way he looked at me. Welcomed it. Didn’t want it to end. Didn’t want him to go.
Even when he was on top of me uninvited.
But how? Why? I hated Enzio more than any other person in the world. I wanted him to suffer. I wanted him dead.
It must have been his looks. My body burned and itched solely for these. Trained to lust over them and only them. My pussy couldn’t recognize they now belonged to the man that wanted to violate me and I was planning to destroy, not the man I loved with all my heart.
Wrong husband, body. Wrong husband. We hate this one. Remember that. Please.
Bikers, mobsters, rock stars, dirty Hollywood heartthrobs, smexy guards and men who serve. She loves it all.
She is a loather of cats and thinks they are Satan’s pets. She used to teach English by day and write dirty, dark and twisted reads by night with her German Shepherd, Leo. Now, she only writes the fun and dirty dark and twisted stories.