“What? Why?”
“A bad diet or too much…stresscould badly affect lactation.”
Fuck. “Why haven’t you been eating well?”
“I have.”
No she hadn’t. She barely ate anything. Even though she made her own food, she couldn’t force much down. “Va bene. I’ll send the doctor to check on you. And…you can hire any help you need—and trust—to cook for you and take the baby load off you a little.”
A wary glance crossed her. “Thanks.”
“I’m going out of town for a couple of days. If you need anything, call me.”
“Where are you going?”
I cocked a brow, happy with the question. “Do you care to know?”
“What you do with your time is your business. I just wanna make sure I didn’t…go through that shit so you’d piss all over it, spending your time with some hookers.”
Irritation flicked through me. At her shitty words. At my foolishness for thinking she’d have anything for me but a grudge. “Bianca, why can’t you understand I’m the only person here keeping you alive? Be good to me, and you’ll live like a queen.”
“And if I’m notgoodto you?”
“You’re smart enough to know the answer on your own.” I stalked out.
That conversation and the bitter feeling it’d left in me, both for how she angered me and how I had to retaliate, stayed with me during the whole trip. It fueled my fury as I took care of business and set my traps to find out who had forged my brother’s will.
I hadn’t figured out who did it yet, but killing assholes, maiming them and tasting their blood as they begged for death always quenched my thirst and calmed my beast. It also pleased my hungry cock.
Since the wedding, I hadn’t been inside a wet pussy except for that one time at the ceremony, and it was far from satisfying.
I needed to have sex. With someone who didn’t look at me like I was the scum of earth. With a bitch that was gonna suck me dry and ask for more, who was gonna scream my name for the whole country to hear as her pussy came hard around my cock.
On the way back home, my uncles had invited their girlfriends and some of their friends on the plane. A couple landed in my lap, of course. Two years ago or so, Cosimo and I would have had a messy foursome with Miss Big Titties and her sister here. I’d have taken the blonde, and he the brunette, and then we’d have switched and played all night.
Now, everything was different. For the first time ever, I felt so fucking alone. I raised my glass and drank to Cosimo.Mi sei mancato, Fratello.
“Have at it, Enzio.” Vincenzo winked at me, squeezing his girl’s ass.
I waved my left hand at him. “Haven’t been married that long, Zio.”
“C’mon. Cut yourself some slack. Your wife is…a handful, and it can’t be that easy with the baby. You need the release, Boss.”
Miss Big Titties and her sister helped themselves to my body, touching my chest and thighs, smiling withcome fuck meeyes. One of them whispered all the dirty things she wanted my cock to do to her. The other went straight for my belt.
I smiled politely and shooed them off my lap. Then I retired to my private cabin.
Why? It baffled me.
My balls ached for some real release, but as those girls touched and dirty talked to me, I went flaccid as fuck. Why? Again, no clue. It wasn’t like I gave a shit about pissing Bianca off. Actually, I was thinking to go back in there and shove my dick in the bitches’ asses just to piss her off.
There were a few lines I didn’t cross in life, though. Betrayal was one of them.
Rape, too, but you had no problem crossing that one.
“She’s my wife,” I hissed to myself. “And I did it to save her life.”
And to fuck her. You knew she would never let you touch her, so you had to take her by force, just like everything. If she was anyone else, you wouldn’t have gone through with the ceremony. You’d have found another way to save her life, but noooo, you had to have her tight little pussy one way or another.
