Page 34 of Ruthless Betrayal

A week had passed since Connor killed Mancini, and so much had changed.

Joe Costa was officially the new don of the Italian mafia, with an alliance with the Irish in the works. He agreed to the arranged marriage of his daughter and Declan, stipulating that no harm was to come to her,ever.

Connor had to admit that he respected the guy for that one. It seemed that Alessia was right about him being a decent guy. Of course, Owen and Declan agreed to that condition, and the wedding was going to be in two weeks, small and quick, just what they needed to bring the families together.

With Mancini gone, life for Alessia had gone back to normal. She was working at the art gallery again and volunteering at the suicide hotline. She didn’t have to worry about her father now, and Leo was in hiding. Rumor had it that he was furious about Joe snagging the position of don out from under his nose. He was sure to eventually try to enact some form of revenge, but he was laying low for now.

Ollie was too, which was a good call on his part because Connor was planning to make him pay the hard way for his betrayal. He’d find his old friend eventually.

Alessia’s mom was gone from the house when she went by there to check on her. It turned out that she was staying with relatives out of state and making plans to move away permanently. Despite all her decorating and side projects, she was just leaving. Alessia didn’t talk about it, but he knew it upset her. Despite what she said, he didn’t think she’d quite given up on her mother until she found out she was already gone.

But she had a family with him from now on.

He was in the garage today, working on the car again while Alessia was at the art gallery. She had some kind of abstract exhibition coming up, so she’d been there all day preparing for it. When she was done, she’d be coming back here.

Despite the fact that she didn’t have anything to fear now, Alessia was still staying with him, and that was the way he liked it. He’d completely fallen for the woman, and he had no plans to ever let her move back into her lonely apartment.

Getting out from under the car, he decided to take a shower since Alessia would probably be home soon. Stopping at the couch on the way to scratch Cleo’s ears, he stripped as he headed for the shower, giving it just enough time for the water to get hot before stepping under the spray. He let the heat of the water work out his sore muscles as he went through the motions, his mind blank.

He was almost done when the bathroom door opened. Connor whipped back the curtain enough to peek out and see Alessia pulled her shirt over her head. His grin was so wide that his cheeks ached.

“Are you planning to join me?” he asked, his cock starting to get hard as she shimmied out of her skirt. All that was left was her pink lingerie, all satin and lace that complimented her olive skin tone.

“If you’ll have me,” she said, reaching back to unhook her bra.

Oh, he’d have her, alright. Once in the shower, and once in the bed. Maybe on the couch later too.

By the time she was naked, his cock was aching for her. She stepped into the shower with him, and he pulled her up against him, wanting her to feel how hard she made him as it pressed into her lower belly.

She grinned up at him as she arched her back, and he dipped his head to capture her breasts with his mouth. Moving from one to the other, he tasted and nipped at her, flicking his tongue over her nipple as his fingers pinched the other one. He knew by now just how much she enjoyed the pleasure/pain combination, and it didn’t take long before she was panting and begging for more.

More than happy to oblige, he lifted her up and pressed her back to the tiled wall of the shower. The water continued to fall on them as he hooked her legs over his arms and held onto her ass, lowering her onto his cock.

She moaned as she took him inside of her, every inch until he was all the way inside of her tight heat.

“Fuck, Alessia. I can never get enough of you. So hot. Soright.”

Thrusting his hips and using his arm strength to move her up and down. He fucked her against the shower wall, long deep stroked building up the passion between them as he claimed her mouth, swallowing her moans.

She was perfect, and it didn’t take long before they were both crying out in pleasure, coming together. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders and he kneaded her ass, the sensations driving them both higher.

He rested his forehead against hers, and looked into her dark eyes. She’d been through so much ugliness in life, but she was still so beautiful, inside and out. Connor knew that no matter what the future held, he was never going to stop showing this woman the love she deserved.