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"Oh, I noticed alright." I bring my mouth down her neck, my teeth nibbling at the sensitive skin. "But I knew once I started I couldn't have stopped until I had you on your knees and begging for mercy. We would have never made it here."

She knows this too. If I'd gotten even one hand under her dress, then it would have been game over.

"Even this is torture," I continue, sucking hard on her skin and leaving my mark. "Since it's just an appetizer."

"Tonight," she moans, "I need more," she prolongs the sound as her pussy clenches around me, her legs tightening around my body as she comes.

"Tonight," I repeat, my hand trailing up her body until I close my fingers over her neck, "I'll have time to destroy you."

Her eyes roll in the back of her head as she gives herself over to the pleasure, and that alone is enough to send me over the edge too, my cock swelling inside even more as I come deep in her pussy.

"It's a promise," she says as I lower her down.

My cum is running down the inside of her thigh, and I swipe it up with a finger, bringing it to her mouth. Her eyes on me, she opens up, sucking my finger in.

"I want you all marked, hell girl. I want everyone to see, smell and hear who you belong to," I whisper as I lean into her, leaving another love bite on her neck, just in case the first one wasn't visible enough.

"Yes," she breathes out, barely holding her balance as she teeters toward me.

"I wonder if our host would prefer cum instead of blood." I tenderly caress her face. "I'd have you draped in it…" My fingers brush her nipples and she gasps, her pupils so fucking dilated they engulf her irises. "Cum dripping from every inch of your skin…"

"Tonight," she says in that breathy tone of hers and I'm already hard again.

But we still have to emerge from the bathroom and mingle with the guests, so we quickly shower, after which I can't help myself from fucking her again, this time making sure my seed stays inside of her, so that she feels me every time she takes a step.

"I didn't realize it takes you hours to shower." Bianca arches an eyebrow when we finally emerge from the bathroom.

"There was a lot of blood," Sisi shrugs, her expression so genuine you wouldn't think to contradict her.

"Whatever." B shrugs, her eyes suddenly narrowing behind us. "Diana, no! Not the knife," she yells before running toward her daughter.

"Happy Birthday, B," I call out from behind, wanting to ensure we don't forget the reason we're here.

She doesn't seem to hear, and while she oversees the children, we start mingling with the other guests.

We end up bumping into Allegra and Catalina, both currently very pregnant and in the middle of a discussion on child rearing.

"Did you guys plan on giving birth at the same time?" Sisi asks, leaning into me.

"No, but somehow it happened," Allegra chuckles. "At least they will have someone close in age to play with."

"I can't believe you're not going crazy with so many children."

"You get used to it," Lina says before scrunching her nose, "eventually."

"Any plans for you, Sisi?" Allegra asks suggestively, and I note the slight blush on Sisi's cheeks.

"At some point. We're still in the honeymoon phase." She winks, gazing up at me for confirmation.

"What Sisi wants, she gets," I reply, squeezing her hand.

We'd had lengthy discussions on the topic, and we'd both agreed that if we do have children, it's going to be later.

I'd told her that I'm ready to have one whenever she desires, but she'd replied that she wants to have more time to ourselves.

Deep down, I think she's scared of having another miscarriage like last time, and I know it was one of the darkest periods in her life.

If that's the case, then I can only be there for her and support her decision when the time comes.

Fuck knows, I love having her all to myself, all of the time. But maybe a little Sisi running around the house wouldn't be so bad.

At some point.

"For now, he's enough," she says softly, raising on her tip-toes to give me a kiss.

"When you do, you'll have us to help. I'm sure we know all the tricks by now," Lina mentions, amused.

"Oh, especially when it comes to raising them." Allegra purses her lips, shaking her head. "They're all cute little monsters until they grow up. That's when the real nightmare begins."

"Tell me about it," Lina sighs, "Claudia is going through puberty and I don't think we've ever had worse disagreements than now."

"Come on, Lina. She's a great kid."

"I think she's been learning from Venezia and her teenage rebellion. Now that's another issue Marcello and I have been dealing with," she sighs. "She's gotten it into her head that she wants to finish high school at a public school."

"Would it be so bad? She needs some sort of normality, Lina. You know she's never had any outside friends," Sisi comments.

"I don't know… That's what I'm afraid of. She's young and too na?ve to let her go out in the world by herself."

"She needs to experience the world at some point. Think of this as easing her into it."

I can tell that Sisi's a little peeved about their reluctance with Venezia.

Since we'd redone the house in Brighton Beach, Venezia had become a permanent fixture, visiting almost weekly.

She and Sisi had developed a very close bond and Sisi's been trying to convince Lina and Marcello to give her a little freedom for a while now.

Even with no danger looming in the horizon, Marcello hadn't been too enthusiastic about sending his baby sister to a public school.

"Why don't you let her try it for a semester at least? Who knows, she might not like it. But at least let her experience it on her own," Sisi continues.

"We'll think about it," Lina replies, the most she's probably willing to acquiesce. "That's right, did you hear about Raf?" She quickly changes the topic.

My hand immediately tightens on Sisi's shoulder at his name, mostly because I'm still bitter that she almost married him.

"No." She frowns. "Did they find him? What happened?"

"He was spotted running with some cartel people. Marcello got an account about him but… He doesn't seem like the same Raf you knew, Sisi."

"What do you mean?"

"He's the right hand man of the boss. It's an obscure cartel, only recently appeared on the map."

"Fenix," I add grimly.

"You know about it?" Sisi turns to me.

"Not exactly. I know about its existence, but since it doesn't interfere with my business, I've never looked deeper into it." I shrug.

"But how could he have ended up with them? Why not come back and take his rightful place?"

Not long after Rafaelo's mysterious disappearance, Benedicto had suspiciously up and died, leaving Michele in control of everything within the famiglia.

"Michele put a price on his head. He can't step anywhere on the East Coast without every assassin in the area hunting for him," I answer grimly.

Sisi turns her sharp gaze toward me, and I know what she's thinking. Why did I never tell her about that?

But how could I when I go mad with jealousy just thinking about him? When I want to go on a killing spree when anyone mentions his name? He may be only her friend, but to me he is a reminder that I could have lost her.

And I can't stomach that thought.

The girls continue chatting while I stay stiffly by Sisi's side, trying to think of ways I can redeem myself with her.

And when she drags me in a darker corner of the house where the music isn't so loud, I know I only have a small window of time to plead my case.

"Before you say anything, hell girl. Yes, I knew about the bounty on his head, but I had no idea he'd been sighted. That cartel is mostly active in New Mexico, so I had no reason to dig deeper."

"But why wouldn't you tell me? We share everything, " she replies and I feel the slight disappointment in her voice.

"I don't like it when you talk about him," I admit in a low voice. "It takes everything in me not to go into a murderous rage when he's mentioned."

"Vlad," she sighs, "he's my friend. He's never been anything but my friend."

"I know. But I can't help it, hell girl. The mere thought that you could have married him haunts me even now. I can't not be jealous, even when I know I shouldn't be."

"You silly beast." She shakes her head, a small smile playing on her lips as she punches me playfully. "You know you're the only one for me," she murmurs softly.

"I do. I do," I whisper against her hair as I hug her to me. "But that doesn't mean I'll stop being jealous. Ever. "

Not when I know what a prize she is and what a lucky bastard I am for her to even look in my direction.

"Well…" she trails off, "you're lucky sometimes I like it when you're jealous," she continues as she trails her finger over my chest, "when you revert to a caveman state and have your wicked way with me."

"Fuck, Sisi." I grab her hand, my breathing ragged as I struggle for an ounce of self-control. "You're driving me crazy."

"Not now," she retorts saucily. "Tonight."

"Tonight," I repeat bleakly, already counting down the seconds.