Mafia's Redemption: Terzo - Chapter 85: Chapter 85

DANI
It had been eight hours since Terzo left. He hadn’t come back or called back. I sent him a text message, but it was left unseen.
I wasn’t worried. Scratch that. I was terrified, knowing that he didn’t tell me what he was going to do, yet deep inside me, it was dangerous.
“Dani,” Marco called me from the couch. His gaze locked on the TV screen, and he turned the volume louder.
My feet brought me there with him while I watched the news on TV.
“Oh, my God.” My hand is on my mouth. “Why would she commit suicide? She didn’t look depressed or anything. In fact, she was great and sexy.”
“Good job, boss,” Marco mumbled. I almost did not catch what he said.
“What did you just say?” I gripped his arm so that I could get his attention.
“She’s a rat,” he replied without looking at me.
“Oh, shit.” Now, it made perfect sense why he was so angry, determined to fly back. “She’d been working for my—” I swallowed the bile rising in my throat. “She was Francesco’s confidante?”
“Yeah. I knew she liked Terzo. She was obsessed with him.”
“Really?”
He turned off the news when it was over and turned to me. “Yeah. She clung to him like the leech she was, but Terzo didn’t pay much attention. I was relieved they did not get married because man, she’s toxic for him.”
“Why did she work with someone like Francesco if she was obsessed with Terzo?”
“Money, maybe. Giordani offered her something she couldn’t say no to. Or she wanted to get rid of you. Just glad she’s dead.”
“Well, we have another enemy. I’m sure Danattis won’t just stand there and not investigate and retaliate.”
“Terzo knows it may happen, that’s why he made it look like a suicide, or he may have just given them the reason not to betray him.”
I jumped when the door unlocked.
“Hey. It’s okay.” Marco squeezed my arm. “That’s probably them.”
I held my breath when the door swung open. I didn’t know how I got to the door the moment Terzo walked in. I launched at him and hugged him tight.
“Hey.” I felt his arms around me, returning the hug. “Sorry. Got lost track of time.”
When we pulled apart, I stared at him for several good seconds. He looked like he just went out to watch a Red Sox game, won, and came back. I cupped his face and kissed him on the lips. He responded right away. He kissed me like he’d been waiting to come back home to me to kiss me.
It became instantly passionate, pouring out his frustration, his intention, his emotions into the kiss, and I was instantly high and addicted, but we had an audience. As much as I wanted him to hump me, his apartment didn’t have privacy for us.
I broke the kiss, panting. “Terzo.”
He snapped his brown eyes open. All I could see was devotion and satisfaction. He was a very dangerous man who just killed a woman he was supposed to marry, but he came home to his wife and kissed her like she was the only thing that mattered in his world.
“What?”
“You called my name.”
I looked around. “Where did they go?”
“Do you expect an audience while we kiss and do something else?”
I hid my eyes on his chest, but my face warmed because he just read my mind. “Oh.”
“We should continue what we left off earlier.” He shrugged off his jacket, took off the holster of his handgun, and gestured. “Get naked in bed, sweetheart.”
“Right now?” My eyes widened both in excitement and shock.
“Yes, because if I do it myself, you can’t wear your clothes again.” He unbuttoned his shirt and yanked it off his arms, revealing those bulging muscles. When he moved to his pants, I couldn’t help but swallow hard, locking my eyes where I was most eager to see. He dropped everything on the floor, including his boxers. Damn, he was really huge even asleep. “Dani.”
“Huh?” I met his sharp eyes, staring back at me in amusement. “Right.” I unzipped the dress I wore. I wasn’t even done, he was already gripping my hair, yanking my head back, kissing me hard, pushing the dress down, unclasping my bra, tearing off my panties.
I groaned in complaint and clung to him at the same time, gripping those big arms. In five seconds flat, I was completely naked. He scooped me up and brought me to his bed.
I ran my fingers over his chest as hard as concrete as he rolled me to my back and moved over me. His warm thick rigid cock settled between my thighs growing fast each millisecond.
“I can’t go slow. I fucking miss you,” he said through rugged breath as if he was struggling to hold himself together.
“Don’t go slow. I miss you, too.” I kissed him again.
“I wanna make love with you and fuck you at the same time.” He folded my knee before he grind his length over my sex and rubbed it against my clit.
I could feel my wetness coating him. I inhaled a sharp breath, biting my bottom lip to stifle the moan. His dick was already harder than a rod.
“Look at me, Dani.”
I cracked my eyes open and met the most beautiful, expressive caramel brown eyes I’d ever seen staring back at me, who saw me, saw through my walls, penetrated through my heart.
He glided the head to my folds and entered me slowly, sinking in, pushing through my tightness. I felt every inch of him stretching me.
I instantly moaned, keeping my gaze locked with his.
“You’re beautiful, my sweet wife.” He kissed me softly on the lips, so gently as if I would wilt in an instant if he put a little pressure on my lips.
I couldn’t help but smile with my eyes getting watery. He completely lowered his guard for me, showing that, as dangerous as he was, there was still a part of him that was redeemable and capable of caring for someone, and that he also deserved to be loved.
As he started to rock into me, our bodies moved together, dancing in rhythm.
“Kiss me,” I told him, and he didn’t waste a second. We kissed as we made love. He kissed me with more passion until he started devouring me, so possessive that his thrust became more intense.
He grabbed my legs, folded them up as he hung them over his shoulders, and then pounded into me over and over again.
“God.” I panted and moaned.
“Your voice, sweetheart.” He pressed his lips against mine with such affection.
“Fuck. I really wanna scream.” I bit my bottom lip harder, it almost bled as my orgasm was looming over the horizon.
“Come, Dani. Don’t hold back. Give it to me.” He could read my body like reading an open book. He increased his tempo and fucked me so hard and fast, giving me his full length.
“Yes, God. You feel so good.” Tears rolled down the corners of my eyes as I tightened around him like an iron grip.
“Yes, Dani.” He grunted as he felt I was almost there. “Fuck.”
And I screamed in silence as the most intense orgasm rolled through me.
With clenched jaw, he fucked me like he hadn’t done it before until his dick swelled and stiffened inside me, and jotted out his release.
He showered me with kisses all over my face before he dropped his head and body on top of me. He eventually moved, pulled the blanket, and covered us.
I wanted to say a lot of things, how I felt, how he meant to me, those unsaid words I’d been meaning to say, but it all went on hold when he called my name and pulled me into his arms.
“I wanna tell you something.” With the way he said it, I wanted to close my eyes and not see his face. I wanted to shut my ears so that I couldn’t hear it. And I wanted the bed to swallow me so that he didn’t have to see the disappointment and pain on my face.
“Of course. What is it?” I faced him.
He chuckled, his eyes glinting with humor. “You’re a terrible liar.”
“What now?” I was confused as I met his gaze.
“You just froze at my words. I felt your body stiffen, Dani. What did you think I wanted to say?”
“That now the problem is over, and I found out who I am, and that you’re ready to move on. You will probably send me to Ireland to find my relatives, give money to start a new life, and then—”
“And then what?” He tried to read my mind, so I had to look away.
I sat down. I had to sit down when I felt my emotions were everywhere. It was just so much to bear. “I want to be with you, but all I gave you in return was trouble. You got shot, your cousin got shot.”
“You mean you shot me?” He was still smiling, wiping off the tears rolling down my cheeks.
“Yes, I shot you!” I could barely see him through my tears. “So just say what you wanna say. Break my heart if you have to. I deserved it.”
“I love you, Dani. I love you so fucking much. That’s what I was about to say.”