Chapter 4. His Wicked Seduction (Part-2)

My breath hitched. My mouth went dry. I thought he wasn't coming back tonight.

I took a step backward, but he closed the distance instantly. A faint smirk touched his lips—so quick I wasn't even sure I saw it. Before I could back away again, his hand clamped around my waist and jerked me forward.

My body slammed straight into his chest. I winced, squeezing my eyes shut as his fingers dug hard into my chin, forcing my face up.

“Still playing hard,” he muttered against my mouth. “You never learn, do you?”

“I am not doing anything,” I murmured, averting my eyes and refusing to look at him. “And I won’t cause you trouble. If you want, you can move Naya here. I’ll go to the guest room.”

His grip tightened on my chin, forcing me to wince as I was compelled to meet his gaze.

“You seriously think that sweet, innocent act of yours can fool me, Gia?” he spat, his jaw clenched so tightly that every muscle in his face seemed tense.

In a snap, he tore my dress apart, threw my body onto the bed, and shoved his pants down. Then, grabbing my thighs, he pulled me closer, throwing my legs over his shoulder and slamming into me in one hard thrust. I cried, my back arching as my body struggled to accommodate him. God, he was so huge and thick. After three years of marriage, I still couldn’t get used to his size.

“You’re so wet already, huh? And you were trying to be uninterested a few seconds ago?” He chuckled as he rubbed my clit, and I bit my lip to hold back another moan.

“Don’t stop yourself, Gia,” he ordered in his cold voice as he thrust harder, deeper, and faster. “Your sister is sleeping next door. Don’t you want to make her jealous? Don’t you want to scream my name so she knows your husband is fucking you so good? Give her a show, Gia.”

I was taken aback by his words for a moment. What kind of filthy kink did he have? But whatever it was, I couldn’t think any further because of the pleasure he was drawing from my body, and I forgot everything else but him.

He took my breasts in his large palms, kneading them expertly, his grey eyes dancing with satisfaction as I let out another cry when he sucked my nipples.

“So fucking responsive.” He sounded pleased.

Then his pace became relentless, and the bed shook against the wall, making enough noise that I was sure the whole house would know what was happening on this floor. Naya would inevitably hear everything if she was staying next door.

“Focus on me, baby,” he commanded with a spank on my ass when he realized my mind had drifted.

My thoughts scattered, and I could no longer focus on anything but him. It didn’t take long before I came, helplessly shuddering beneath him.

The fireworks were still bursting in the sky outside, but here in our bedroom, he was setting off fireworks of his own, making me come undone in his arms.

“Good girl,” he whispered before taking my mouth in a possessive kiss and swallowing my moans.

He soon followed, spilling himself deep inside me, and when he was finally done with me, my body felt completely spent. He leaned down, breathing heavily against my cheek as he whispered, “Don’t bring up divorce again, mia moglie. Be good, and the title of Mrs. Romano will always be yours.”

His promise sounded like a trap, but my mind was already shutting down as sleep claimed me.

When I woke up, Leone was already gone, leaving his side of the bed empty. My muscles ached so badly it felt like a train had run over me, and I stared at the ceiling for a long moment before forcing myself up. He was probably in the gym. He hadn’t missed his morning routine once since waking up from the coma.

He always had his coffee after his workout, so I left the bed and quickly put on a robe before heading downstairs to the kitchen. It was still early, and I didn’t expect anyone to be up yet.

But as I stepped down the stairs, my eyes landed on two familiar figures—Naya and my mother, Claudia Valenti. My mother’s face twisted with anger the moment she spotted me. She marched toward me and, without warning, slapped me hard across the face.

“You shameless girl. I thought I raised you better than this!”