**Forcing Salvatore Moretti to marry me at gunpoint isn’t the *****craziest *****thing I've ever done... **
I hate being desperate, being scared. It's a filthy, helpless feeling. I'd much rather be enraged, violent… unhinged.
Salvatore watches me dance and calls me Angioletto, his little angel. He doesn't know the demons that haunt me. He's too blinded by my beauty to see the blood on my hands. Then again, he's a mafia capo, so maybe the blood wouldn't bother him anyway.
My past is like fire licking at my heels, ready to consume me. But Sal won't let that happen, he’ll protect me. He has to.
I learned a long time ago not to trust anyone but myself. It's dangerous the way he manages to unravel all of my defenses and turn me from a guarded Dom into the submissive brat I've never felt safe ...Read More
**Forcing Salvatore Moretti to marry me at gunpoint isn’t the *****craziest *****thing I've ever done... **
I hate being desperate, being scared. It's a filthy, helpless feeling. I'd much rather be enraged, violent… unhinged.
Salvatore watches me dance and calls me Angioletto, his little angel. He doesn't know the demons that haunt me. He's too blinded by my beauty to see the blood on my hands. Then again, he's a mafia capo, so maybe the blood wouldn't bother him anyway.
My past is like fire licking at my heels, ready to consume me. But Sal won't let that happen, he’ll protect me. He has to.
I learned a long time ago not to trust anyone but myself. It's dangerous the way he manages to unravel all of my defenses and turn me from a guarded Dom into the submissive brat I've never felt safe ...Read More
