Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
He growled against her lips.
“Please, I want you.” They had been dancing around this for a month, and even though she was nervous, she did want to have sex with her husband. Lorenzo was still her husband.
“Clarissa?”
“Please, I want this. Don’t you want me?”
“More than anything.” He stared into her eyes, and she didn’t look away, staying completely focused on him and only him.
He groaned, pulled her in close, and kissed her. She felt his hand move between them and the hard ridge of his cock as he gripped his length.
“You’re going to need to sit on my dick,” he said.
Her heart raced but she followed his instruction, moved up, and went onto his cock, sliding herself down his length. She let out a gasp, and he hissed. There was no pain.
She slid down his length, moaned his name, and he held on tight. She felt his hands go to both of her hips as he started to pull her down his length. The moment they were touching, skin to skin, she didn’t want to go anywhere else.
He kissed her shoulder, and she felt the pulse of his cock within her. It felt amazing. She didn’t want it to stop.
“You drive me wild,” he said.
Clarissa put her hands onto his shoulders and started to lift herself up, then glided back down his length. She rocked onto his cock, finding herself building a pace Lorenzo joined her with. She didn’t care about the water sloshing over the edge of the tub. Her focus was on Lorenzo.
The sex was incredible—the best they ever had—and he reached between them and shocked her further by bringing her to an orgasm.
She cried his name. He shouted hers as they came apart together.
It was magical.
Only, it was interrupted by Lorenzo’s cell phone.
“I’ll ignore it,” Lorenzo said.
Clarissa giggled and reached across the tub to grab his cell phone, seeing it was Emilio. “You need to answer it.”
She felt like she was on cloud nine.
Lorenzo rolled his eyes but took the call.
The moment he did, after just a few seconds, Clarissa knew something was wrong. “We’re on our way.” He hung up.
“What is it?” Clarissa asked.
“Tatiana’s gone.”
****
Lorenzo knew Clarissa had nothing to do with Tatiana’s disappearance. However, her three friends were all together, and one of them must have known something.
They stood in Emilio’s library, as Mia shook her head. “I’m telling you, we don’t know anything.”
“How long has she been gone?” Liana asked.
“A month.”
Lorenzo looked toward Clarissa as her frown deepened, and suddenly she stood up.
“How did you let it go so long?” she asked, glaring at Emilio.
The room went silent as they all turned to look at him. Even Lorenzo was shocked he’d left it this long.
“I ... didn’t know, okay? I thought she had gone to her parents, and when they called and said she hadn’t even been to see them, I don’t know, the time had just flown by and I didn’t fucking know,” Emilio said. “I have her phone records and the last person she contacted before she disappeared, is you.” He turned to look at Clarissa. “What did you guys talk about?”
“I don’t know. I can’t remember. Probably when Liana was called a doormat, and Mia was called a child, and I was told I was a boring, dull person. And you admitted to keeping a mistress. She felt betrayed, because she...” Clarissa stopped.
She glanced down at Liana and Mia.
“She what?” Emilio asked.
“She thinks she is in love with you, and she wants to forget everything and just go back to loving you, but she can’t do it. She doesn’t know if you’re telling the truth, or if it’s all a lie. She never mentioned anything about being anywhere else.” Clarissa rubbed at her temple, and he knew she was withholding information.
“Fuck!” Emilio threw the glass he’d been holding across the room.
Tatiana was potentially in danger. If their enemies discovered one of the Capos’ wives were gone, without so much as a guard, it would be too much temptation. Lorenzo knew why Emilio hadn’t said anything. All their wives had tempers. They all found ways to escape their guards but always came back. Until now.
This was not good.
Emilio stormed out of the room, and Lorenzo followed, as did Diego and Giovanni. “It won’t be hard. We all know what we’re looking for.”
“No one can know,” Emilio said.
“No one does know. What did you tell her parents?” Lorenzo asked.
“That she has been sick. When he said she didn’t visit them, I panicked and told him she has been sick with food poisoning, and I attempted to cover up my shit.” Emilio ran a hand down his face. “We were doing so good. Your wife knows something.”
He had a feeling Clarissa didn’t know anything else, but there was something she was missing.
“We’ll help,” Diego said. “You know I can find most people.”