Stop!
No!
Stop!
Giovanna didn’t have the kind of curves I drooled over. There was nothing about her I found attractive. My family hated her family. I’d vowed to make her pay for the decades of fighting we’d gone through and the many deaths at the hands of her family.
I pumped my cock faster, tightening my grip as I seethed over Giovanna Amano. Her words,did I stutter,came back to me. The gall of that woman to speak to me that way. It made me…Harder. Harder. Harder.
Her words assaulted me in the most erotic way…
You are the most disrespectful and arrogant man I have ever met.
Did I stutter?
You vile man!
Did I stutter? Did I stutter? Did I stutter?
A groan left my lips, and I closed my eyes as my release hit. I hadn’t come so hard by my own hand since I was a teenager.I’d always come inside a pussy, and in the past few years, Cara’s pussy.
My cum shot into the toilet and I hissed in disgust.Such a waste.
The next time I came would be inside my new little wife and we had better make a son because I refused to fuck her a second, third, or twentieth time.
And I wouldn’t have relations with Giovanna again until it was time to make our second son. Once I had two heirs, I’d be done with that stubborn, smart-mouthed woman.
Perhaps, I was being harsh, but I didn’t want this forced, arranged marriage, and it was easy to see she didn’t want it either.
Hell, we could both have lovers on the side if it pleased her. I wouldn’t object if she had a boy toy. Someone who kept her happy and out of my hair. And I would have Cara…
Cleaning up, I praised myself for thinking up such a brilliant idea.You’re the smartest man ever, Alessio.
Yes, we could have our private lives and in public, we’d pretend to be devoted and in love with each other.
It was a superb idea.
I’d do my duty and respect my father’s wishes, produce sons to keep our family line strong and growing. I understood the importance of having heirs and bringing peace to Italy. The Remotti and Amano families had been at war for too long, and I would be the one to put an end to it.
My family would gain respect and power, and our empire would increase tremendously.
I admired myself in the mirror as I washed my hands.Well done, Alessio. I smiled approvingly.
At dinner, I would share my ideas with Giovanna and tell her my expectations. Of course, I’d give her a chance to tell me hers as well. I wasn’tthatinconsiderate.
A knock at my door stole my attention. “Alessio?” my father called.
I exited my bathroom and let him in. “Are our guests settled in their respective rooms?”
“Yes. I thought I’d check on you. She’s lovely, isn’t she?”
“Sure. I guess.” I shrugged and went to the bar cart to get us a glass of bourbon. I had a feeling he was staying for a while. “She certainly speaks her mind.”
“She does.” He laughed and sat in a club chair near my fireplace. “Reminds me of your mother.”
“There is no comparison.” I passed a glass to him. Nobody could rival my mother’s beauty or intelligence. “Mamma is one of a kind.”
“Yes. Yes. So you will marry Giovanna.” It wasn’t a question. Obviously, he approved of the union. It would do me no good to reject her now. He would just force me. “Soon.”
