him away with a smile, and I finally turn around and lean against Dom.
His hands instantly go to my swollen belly, rubbing soothing circles. “How you feeling, doll?”
“Like I want this baby out.” I do. I’m so done with being pregnant.
“Two more days.” He kisses my belly. “Then finals will be done, and I won’t have classes.” I smile and let out an easy sigh.
“I know, Professor Valetti.” I lean down and give him a slow kiss on his lips. “This little one is already a daddy’s girl. She’s listening to you, not me.”
The baby monitor goes off on the counter; Ethan’s up. I check the clock and yup, it’s been two hours. “That was a good nap.” I yawn and pick it up and see our two-year-old rolling around and playing in his crib.
He laughs a low, deep chuckle against my lips. “Thank you, doll.”
I pull back with a questioning look. “What’d you do that you’re thanking me?”
He laughs and shakes his head. “Thank you for loving me.”
My heart melts, and I mold my lips to his. He’s so fucking sweet. “Always.” I rub my hand along his stubble and give him a chaste kiss. “Love you.”
“I love you too, doll.”
The End
Keep reading to start His Hostage, Vince Valetti’s story.
His Hostage
Synopsis
From USA Today bestselling author Willow Winters comes a HOT mafia, standalone romance.
I was innocent before him, and he wanted nothing more than to ruin me.
And if I’m honest, I wanted him too, even knowing I shouldn’t.
I knew he was a bad man, it doesn’t take more than a single look to know it.
Dark eyes and a charming smile that’s made to fool girls like me.
Still, I caved; I gave into temptation.
And then I saw something I shouldn’t have.
Wrong place, wrong time. The mafia doesn’t let witnesses simply walk away.
Regret has a name, and it’s Vincent Valetti.
He won’t let them kill me, but he’s not going to let me go either.
Prologue
Elle
I already regret this. I walk farther into the office as he shuts the door with a loud click. Everyone must’ve seen me walk back here with him and they’re going to know what we’re doing. I feel like a cheap whore. His hands wrap around my waist and pull my ass into him. His hard erection digs into my back. My core heats as he leaves an open-mouthed kiss on my neck. His hot breath runs chills down my body, and I cave. I need this. My body molds to his, and my hands reach behind me and around his neck. My fingers tangle in his hair. I don’t care what they think. For once, I just want to feel good.
Vince
Good girl. I knew if I just got her alone I’d be able to loosen her up. She’s in need, and I know exactly what to do. My fingers tease her skin as I pull the camisole over her head. I have to pull away for a moment, and she takes the chance to turn around. She stands on her tiptoes to crush her lips against mine. I part her lips with my tongue and taste her, sucking on her bottom lip while I unhook her bra. I break away, and drop to my knees to unbuckle her shorts and pull them down. Lace panties. They’ll be easy to tear right off.
My breathing is loud, nearly frantic, and my heart beats wildly in my chest. I can’t believe I’m doing this. He tears through my panties with his thumbs and tosses them carelessly to the side, not taking his eyes off me. Another wave of arousal soaks my core as I clench my thighs. He grins and grips my hips, forcing my pussy into his face while he breathes in deep. I’d die of embarrassment, but his loud groan and languid lick make my eyes close, and my mouth part in ecstasy. He stands up and pulls my bra off of me, and the straps tickle my arms as I watch his eyes focus on my breasts. My nipples harden under his lust-filled gaze.
So fucking hot. I knew she was beautiful, but damn, I have to take a moment to appreciate just how gorgeous she is. I grip her thighs and lift her up so I can put her ass on the edge of the desk. I lean down and suck her hardened, pale pink nipple into my mouth. Her head falls back, and a soft moan falls from her lips.
He pulls back and lets my nipple pop