VALENTINA POV I CLIMBED over the railing and held out my hand. “Vieni qua, Lamborghini.” My little lamb came tottering over to me and bleated, clearly happy to see me. At least, that’s what I believed anyway. I loved her to pieces.Tommaso, the man in charge of the sheep, said I had to speak Italian to the lambs. He said it was what they knew, but I didn’t complain because it would help me practice. I had to admit, he was right. It was easier to speak Italian to an animal than a human who might criticize my pronunciation or verb conjugation.Lamborghini ate the tiny pellets out of my palm, her soft mouth and tongue teasing my skin. According to Tommaso she was three months old, and would have been killed and sold sometime in the next two months if not for my intervention. As much as I hated being grateful to Vincenzo for anything, I was relieved that Lamborghini wouldn’t end up on a dinner table. She finished the pellets and nuzzled my arm, then crawled into my lap. I laughed and
VALENTINA POVAfter toeing off his shoes, he unfastened his trousers and stepped out of them. He stood there with only tight boxer briefs covering his mouth- watering body. The erection pushing its way out of the expensive fabric was nearly obscene. I swallowed, my limbs vibrating with excitement.“Get on the side of the bed,” he rasped as he moved to the nightstand. “Now.”He reached inside the drawer and took out a bottle of lube. Wait, wasn’t that for anal sex? David had begged me for anal but I’d always refused. Did Vincenzo think I would allow such a thing right away? “You’re not putting your cock in my ass.”Vincenzo paused, his mouth hitching as he tossed the plastic bottle on the bed. “I like the way you think, but no. That is not why I have it. But someday you will beg me to take your ass, to put my cock in there and fuck it.”I wanted to scoff, to tell him that would never happen, but Vincenzo was a man who thrived on challenge. Refusing meant he’d try all the harder.“Com
VINCENZO POV AFTER I CLEANED HER UP, we stretched out on the bed. Valentina was quiet as I held her, and I knew what she’d said was weighing on her. But it was inevitable. The sooner she came to terms with the nature of our relationship, the better.“I am clean, by the way,” I said. I hadn’t ever fucked a woman without a condom before and was tested regularly. And I knew Valentina’s health report was clean, because I’d reviewed it as soon as I brought her to Siderno. With her being sexually active, I’d needed to know if she had any diseases.“Oh. Right. Thank you.”I stroked her hip. She was sprawled half on top of me, her tits smashed into my chest. If I allowed myself a riposo each day, this would be exactly how I’d want to spend it. I normally did not give a lot of my time to my mistresses, but I liked the idea of being with Valentina. In fact, I was strangely reluctant to let her go. I should keep more of a distance, considering her age and inexperience. Younger women were clin
VALENTINA POV WE TOOK the helicopter to the yacht this time, and I was both excited and scared. Vincenzo smiled indulgently at me, while Marco ignored me from his seat next to the pilot. The ride was so much fun that I forgot all about how I was now officially Vincenzo Morreti’s mistress.It could be worse. You could be married to his son. True. At least now I got great sex and then he’d set me free. Who cared what label he put on it? Afterwards, I’d return to Toronto or New York, get a degree and live my life. As used goods, my father wouldn’t be able to marry me off to anyone else, which meant I had my whole future ahead of me.It was perfect, actually. Why hadn’t I thought of this in the first place?I slid a glance at Vincenzo, wondering if I could get him alone on the boat after the meeting ended. I might want to try deep throating him again.He flicked a switch and his voice entered my headphones, “Whatever you are planning, my answer is yes.”He could read me so well. I slid
VINCENZO POV SHE WORE the fucking black bikini. After I explicitly told her not to. I was boiling with rage, seething inside. dante and his man ran their eyes all over Valentina’s body, ogling her like starving wolves when she’d sauntered through here. The small scraps of fabric did nothing to cover her ample tits and ass. She might as well have walked through naked.Cazzo madre di Dio, I was going to paddle her ass raw when I had the chance.Dante made some remark that I barely heard through the fury ringing in my ears. How could I concentrate on this meeting knowing what she had done? We were supposed to all dine together once dante and I were done discussing our agreement. That clearly could not happen, as I’d likely stab anyone who dared look at her twice.“We should finish,” I said abruptly. “The women are bored without us, no doubt.”A splash and a giggle belied my words, and every muscle in my body clenched. Valentina would pay for this.“I thought you wanted to discuss your
VALENTINA POV I WALKED to the master suite like a prisoner going to the gallows. Vincenzo was livid. In fact, I think he might be angrier than the night I stabbed him with the pen. He looked like he wanted to strangle me.Fear slid down my spine, causing my skin to break out in a cold sweat. Would he hurt me?No, he wouldn’t. I knew it in my bones. He might spank me, but we would both enjoy that. No doubt he would tease me until I admitted I belonged to him. I just needed to comply with whatever orders he gave to prove my apology and then he would forgive me. Hopefully that involved some naked time.The bed was perfectly smooth, not a crease on the gray duvet. I slid onto the mattress and folded my legs under my hips, shoving my ass in the air. The buzz from the prosecco had faded as soon as I caught sight of Vincenzo’s furious expression on the patio deck. Too bad I hadn’t allowed myself one more glass. Then I might not be so nervous for whatever he had in mind.I waited there for
VINCENZO POV WHEN THE STORM abated at daybreak I was in the helicopter, flying toward the water. The wind hadn’t completely died down, and the pilot struggled to keep the craft righted. I didn’t care. I had to get to the yacht. There had been no way to reach her last night, or I would have gone. But the wind had been too fierce, too sudden to risk a small speedboat or the helicopter. I hadn’t even been able to reach her by phone to reassure her, as we’d lost service early on in the storm.I knew the yacht was sound. Nothing, not even a category five hurricane, could capsize a boat that big, equipped to handle rough seas. But for someone not used to the ocean, a storm such as the one last night could be terrifying. I hated that I put her through it. Instead of letting her come back to the castello, I’d left her on the yacht, alone and with no way to reach me, surrounded by a crew that spoke little if any English. Bastardo! What had I been thinking?The night had been a sleepless one
VALENTINA POV Dimitri APPEARED in my doorway after I had showered and dressed. “Cristo santo, Tina. I was worried about you last night. Are you okay?”He was dressed like a fashion model, expensive fabrics carelessly draped over his lean frame, his hair perfectly styled. His features were softer than Vincenzo’s, handsome in a more classical sense. His mother must have been beautiful, too.I sighed and waved him in. “Barely. I was scared shitless.”“I can believe it. That was a bad storm.” He shook his head and closed the door. “My father’s temper is a fearsome thing. He must have been very mad at you to leave you out there.”I figured I could level with Dimitri. “He asked me not to wear the black bikini during his meeting with Dante.”“And you wore it?” Dimitri winced. “Bella, that was asking for trouble.” “I know, and he later explained why. But I didn’t know any of that at the time. I should be able to wear what I want.”“You don’t know many Italian men, do you?” “There are plent