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I rub my palm over my face while taking deep breaths to regain control over the urge to take what I want.

I can’t just fuck Gabriella, and I worry I won’t be able to be gentle with her when the time comes to take her virginity.

I’ve only kissed her twice, and each time, I had to put distance between us so I don’t give in to the need she creates in me.

No woman has ever affected me like this.

Chapter 18

Gabriella

I run straight to my room, and once I shut the door behind me, I suck in desperate breaths of air.

Holy crap, that was intense.

I press a hand to my stomach where it feels like a kaleidoscope of butterflies is out of control and fluttering like crazy.

I can still feel the powerful tingles from when I unintentionally rubbed myself against Damiano’s bulge. My body just reacted to feeling him between my legs, and I pressed down on him.

Worry trickles into my heart.

No, Damiano said I did nothing wrong.

He wanted me to leave before he lost control.

Is that good or bad?

I lift my other hand to my face, my fingers brushing over my swollen lips.

He tasted like whiskey, wild and burning with passion as he claimed me.

Dio. He’s too much man for me.

My thoughts return to the conversation we had before he kissed me, and my eyes lower to the ring on my finger.

It’s a bit big but gorgeous, the design vintage, and the diamond large.

Damiano thinks I’m strong, and that’s why he’s chosen me to be his wife.

I lift my chin, and my gaze falls on the dark view beyond my balcony. I walk to the door, and opening it, I step out of the room. I place my hands on the railing and stare at the backyard that’s lit up with garden lights.

This mansion is now my home.

I’m engaged to Damiano Falco.

No one will be able to touch me ever again.

Only Damiano.

A gust of icy wind slams into me, forcing me back into my bedroom.

Walking to my dressing table, I sit down, and as I touch up my makeup, my eyes lock with my reflection.

No more cowering around Damiano, no matter how much he scares you. He’s going to be your husband. Show him how strong you are and that he made the right decision to keep you.

He has a lot resting on his shoulders, so be the perfect partner and make life easier for him.

When I’m satisfied with my appearance, I leave my bedroom and head downstairs. With my head held high and a smile playing around my mouth, I walk into the sitting room.

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