It was a kiss that said they were both playing to win.
Epilogue
Gino slipped into his bedroom,moving stealthily so as not to wake his sleeping wife. She was coming to the end of the first trimester of her third pregnancy, a period that always exhausted her. It wouldn’t be long, he knew, before her energy levels returned and Francesca returned to being her usual wonderfully annoying and bouncy self.
After brushing his teeth, he stripped his clothes off and climbed beneath the duvet. His head had barely settled on the pillow before she rolled over and curled into him.
“Everything okay?” she mumbled. Gino had just made his monthly visit to his London club, the personal touch he made to them all with far less frequency than in his child-free days. Francesca played an active part in the running of the clubs but disliked spending nights apart from the children, and as Gino disliked spending nights apart from his wife, that meant flying red-eye back to Naples after each solo visit.
“All good.” He hooked his arm around her waist and kissed the top of her head. “Go back to sleep.”
She yawned. “Did any of the women flirt with you?”
He stroked her cheek. “A few. I told them my wife carried a gun, and that scared them off.”
She giggled softly and glided her fingers down his stomach. “I love you.”
“I love you too…” Her fingers wrapped around his cock. “I thought you were asleep?”
“I was.” She tilted her head. Even in the dark, he could see the gleam in her eyes. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve only been gone for eleven hours.”
“Eleven hours too many.”
A sentiment he entirely agreed with.
Who the hell would have believed that a decade on from the most audacious gamble of his life, he would become tetchy after a few hours away from his hostage? Not him, that was for sure. And he would certainly never have believed that, a decade on, he would be more besotted with her than ever.
Having got him hard with her hand, which took little effort at all, the love of his life lifted the lower half of her body and straddled him.
“Someone’s energy’s coming back,” he commented thickly as she wriggled her backside until her opening was right where they both wanted it.
Her mouth hovered over his, and she flashed the mischievous grin he loved so much. “Best we don’t waste it, then, right?”
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Excerpt of Blackmailed Vows:
The silence in the tiny apartment would have been deafening if Tommaso’s ears weren’t filled with the hot, rabid pulse of his fury.
Gabriella Romano’s compassion had been fake like everything else about her. She was a rat, and there was only one price exacted for treason – life.
As if she could read his mind, she moistened her delicious, plump lips, lifted her pretty little chin, and cleared her throat. “Are you going to tell me why you’re here and waving that gun at me?”
He leaned forward and smiled cruelly. “Why don’t you tell me why you left my father’s wake so early?”
Her throat moved.
“Was it anything to do with the phone call you received when we were leaving for the funeral?” Her flinch at this was barely noticeable, but he noticed it. When it came to Gabriella Romano, Tommaso noticedeverything. His smile widened as the rage barely contained to a simmer in his veins turned up a notch. “Niccolo warning you he was about to sell you out?”
She moistened her lips a second time. “I don’t know what you’re…”
The cobra struck. In less time than it took to blink, he was on his feet with her face in his hand; thumb and fingers pressinginto her cheeks. “Don’t play games with me, you treacherous bitch,” he snarled. “Today I laid my father to rest, and then I learned the woman he thought of as a second daughter is a rat who’s been working to destroy us all.”
She tried to wrench her face from his hold. “You’re hurting me.”
