His Stolen Bride - MINK Page 0,23
with a local tradesman.
“Berizio,” Lucenzo fills in from behind me. “The most highly-recommended construction expert in the region.”
Berizio peers at where Bella is pointing on his papers.
“Okay, I like this, but I want this entire wall gone. That master bedroom can’t be the same. I hate it. But if you blow out this wall, move the bed over here, and create a new sitting area with a larger closet and a larger bathroom, you’d never even recognize it for what it once was. Can you do all that? Or is it too expensive?” Bella puts her fingernail between her teeth.
“Nothing is too expensive for you, beautiful.” I jerk my chin at Berizio. “Make it happen. All of it down to the very last detail. She shall have exactly what she desires, understand?”
“Of course.” He nods. “Of course. I already have a demolition team lined up to arrive in a few hours. We can get to work immediately. I’ll need to travel to Florence and possibly Rome to arrange the purchase some of the supplies, but—”
“Did Giuseppe have a helicopter?” I ask Bella.
She shrugs.
“No,” Leo fills in.
“Use mine.” Cato sits at the table beside Apollonia. “It looks like we’ll be staying for a bit.” He drapes his arm across her shoulders, and she leans into him.
“I love the gold vein in the marble you picked.” She smiles at Bella. “Now I’m going to have to talk Cato into doing the same at our villa.”
“You can convince me with your tongue, my lioness.” He nuzzles her neck.
Gianna giggles, and Bella turns red. She’s beautiful with high color in her cheeks, her olive skin rosy and bright. I take her in, drinking in every bit of her beauty as my blood begins to heat. Beautiful and fierce, she will rule this house and our family by my side. I only hope that we created a new life last night. And if not, I’ll happily try again and again until she’s large with our child in her belly. Fuck if that thought doesn’t send a jolt of heat straight to my cock.
“Oh, lovers.” Bella sighs and rests her chin on her palm at Cato and Apollonia’s canoodling.
Leo reaches out and puts his hand on Gianna’s shoulder.
It’s then I realize. In that single moment. Why didn’t I see it before? Leo isn’t just a friend of the family. He’s in love with Gianna. When he sees me looking at his hand, he draws it back and avoids my gaze.
I turn to Bella. “Excuse me, my love, but might I have a word with you in private?”
All eyes turn to me as Bella stands from her seat at the table.
“Yes. What about?” She glances at Gianna.
“We’ll return soon.” I don’t answer her question, just take her hand in mine and lead her out of the dining room and into the adjoining butler’s pantry.
Once I have her alone and the door shuts behind me, I grip her hips and lift her onto the narrow counter, then wedge myself between her thighs as I fasten my lips to her tender throat.
She gasps, her hands going to my shoulders as I run my teeth along her neck.
“It’s been too long, my bride. I need to be inside you again.”
She makes a high-pitched sound as I cup her breast and knead it through her dress. “They’ll hear.”
“Let them.” I reach down and hike up her skirt, then run my fingers along her panties. When I find her clit, I stop and apply pressure.
“Santino.” She moves her hips.
Sliding her panties to the side, I ease a finger inside her, her body hot and wet for me.
“Keeping it warm for me, Bella? Just the way I like it?”
She bites her lip as I bring my finger to my lips and lick it clean, then press that same finger into her mouth. Her lips come around it and she sucks as I free my cock.
“That’s it, Bella. Suck it for me.”
We need to talk about Leo and Gianna, and she has some explaining to do, but first, I need another taste of my bride.
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Bella
There is no missing the desire I feel for him. He makes me suck it from his finger, the look in his eyes possessive as I do it. He pulls his finger from my mouth before his lips take mine in a deep kiss. He wants the taste of me on his lips, too. I gasp when he thrusts inside of me. My fingers dig into his broad shoulders.
“Santino.” I