series-romance

You have that look on your face,_ Alessandro said, smiling as he tucked a damp lock of her blonde hair behind her ear. __hat look?_ Bree asked, resting a hand on his flushed chest, propping herself up on one elbow. She could feel the racingheart beneath. __he look of a woman who__ been rather well fucked, darling,_ he grinned smugly. She punched his chest lightly. __go much?_ __ see nothing wrong with taking pride in a job well done,_ he pointed out. __h of course,_ Bree said, laughing and dropped her head on his chest.

Rebecca glared at her. __ongratulations. You just cost me a million dollar account._ Brianna crossed her arms over her chest. __h don't worry. I'm sure with your talents you could earn another mil in no time. I'll tell them to clear a street corner for you._ Rebecca lunged for her and Alessandro stepped between the two women. __rianna, come on,_ he said guiding his wife away from the table. __hat? I'm not a child. I can handle her._ __'m sure you can._ He informed the waiter they would be taking their bottle of sparkling cider home. __ut you're letting your emotions get away with you. Your brother is a grown man and can handle himself._ Brianna blew a raspberry at him. __h yes, quite mature. Let's go home._ He guided her towards the entrance.

I__ insatiable? I am?_ Alessandro asked cocking an eyebrow as he ran his warm hands along the satin material covering her body. __lessandro. You__e alive. I can touch you, look into your eyes and hear your arrogant English voice. We__e gonna spend the rest of our lives together, that__ plenty romantic for me._ Bree pressed her mouth against him. He tasted of coffee and peppermint. He nibbled slightly on her lower lip before pulling away. __arling, that sounds lovely, but my wedding night fantasy was more along the lines of fucking you into the mattress._ Bree smacked his shoulder. __atience, Dardano. Tonight we take things slow, the mattress fucking will come in time. Now, get on your back and let me put my hands on you and assure myself that you__e real._ Alessandro sighed but did as she ordered. __ow if you feel anything-_ __ certainly hope so or we have a very big problem,_ Alessandro joked. She smacked his chest. __f you feel any pain you let me know and we__l stop._ __ays the woman who__ smacked me twice in the past five minutes,_ Alessandro said, but his eyes were shining with amusement.

Alessandro_we should go down-_ __h I agree._ He smiled, mischievous brown eyes lifting to hers. __ownstairs,_ she corrected. __ like my meaning better,_ and with that he went down on his knees. __o!_ Bree hissed even as her body was screaming YES! __top arguing with me, darling.

Well, no, Sister Brannigan was the one putting her name on the checks to the cemetery. Someone else was making the deposits into her personal account._ __ut now that she__ gone?_ __ suppose the Neapolitan benefactor will have to find someone else if he wants to remain anonymous._ Bree snorted, __or a second I thought maybe it might be Bernardo._ __ell, why not? I mean, a little bank fraud isn__ likely to keep my father up at night,_ Alessandro said. __ut he__ in New York,_ Bree reminded him. __eography, darling?_ Alessandro asked amused. __ou say that with such pride it scares me,_ Bree said rolling her eyes. __ love you too,_ Alessandro smiled. __ut no. If he was, why let us go off on this whole journey?_ __t__ Bernardo. If there__ something I__e learned about your father it__ that the rules of logic don__ apply to him. Or any other kind of rules,_ Bree added, __aybe this is all some kind of big elaborate plan and we__e gonna go home and find out he__ been keeping Francesca and Adriano frozen in his basement in one of those sci-fi freezers that they say you can buy and use to come back to life in a hundred years._ Alessandro shook his head at her, not impressed with her sense of humour.

What do you think you__e doing?_ She snapped, watching Alessandro pull back the covers and pull his legs in under the blankets. ____ going to sleep, darling. I don__ think any amorous advances would be welcome tonight seeing as you__e in a bit of a snit, so __ight, darling._ __et out of this bed, right now or so help me, I will do something to you that will severely compromise your ability to father any more children._ __h, so you admit that there will be more children for us?_ He gave her a small smile. Bree came up on her elbows and narrowed her eyes. __lessandro, go back to your coffee table._ __o._ __hat do you mean, no? I__ furious with you. I don__ want to sleep with you, now get out,_ __et me put it another way, Sunshine,_ he reached over and tapped her nose playfully. __ot bloody hardly. I am paying for this room and that includes this bed._ __ine. Then I__l go somewhere else,_ Bree said, kicking the blanket off of her. Alessandro reached out a long leg and hooked it around one of hers, trapping her. __f you don__ want me to tie you to this bed, you__l stay where you are. And you know how much I__ enjoy that.

Look, you are my father and I love you. I will always love you. But that love is not an all or nothing proposition. Brianna is my wife. Will and Gianni are my sons. You are all my family, but if you push me, Father, if you force me to choose between you and them you will not like the choice I make. You are never to treat William the way you did today, ever. Am I making myself clear?_ __s that a threat, Alessandro?_ Bernardo asked, his voice cold. Bree felt her body stiffen with nervous tension. Her heart was racing, both with nervousness and joy that Alessandro wasdrawing a line in the sand with his father and that he was sticking up for them over Bernardo. __emember, Father, you raised me. You raised me to be a Dardano. That__ who I am and I__ sure you know exactly what that means.

Bree stared at the items and the simple silver chain around her finger. Why? The question stayed with her as she paced around the inn, waiting for Alessandro and the boys. Why wouldn__ she keep Adriano__ locket around her neck. Who was in plot 777 in London and why was it important? Whose address was this? Bree wondered, staring at the slip of paper. Her curiosity was most definitely peaked.

Jase opened his door, stepped down, and leaned into her window. __ungry?__aking a big breath didn__ help when his sexy scent of cologne had hit her in the face. Hallelujah. __eah, I__ getting there._ __et__ go. The cowboy just came to take you away._ He reached in and turned off the ignition, clasped her keys and opened the door. When she stepped out, he didn__ bother to move back any and they were close. This man was hot and not only his temperature. Whatever kind of chemistry radiated off him, soaked right into her.