Page 276 of The Devil's Fire

I hurriedly tried to walk away, but he swiftly pulled me back and effortlessly tossed me over his shoulder.

“I can’t. My cock gets hard every time I see you. Just like it is right now. Let’s find a room so I can fuck that mouth and pussy of yours.”

“Don’t say that so loud!” I gasped, looking around to see if anyone was watching us. “Put me down!”

“No.” He slapped my ass again and tried to slip his hand under my dress.

“Damiano!” I struggled to get out, but he held me in a pretty firm grip as he ascended the stairs to enter the house.

“You know I love when you say my name, baby.” I could hear the smugness in his voice.

“You won’t get laid if you don’t put me down this instant!”

“Are you threatening me?” He said with amusement.

“No, it’s a promise. I’m never going to suck your dick again.” I hissed in a whisper, and I suddenly found myself back on my feet.

“You are getting a bit too comfortable making those threats to me.” Damiano remarked with an unimpressed raised brow.

“You know what they say; hit them where it hurts.” I grinned. His eyes slightly narrowed as he towered over me.

“Yeah? Then I’m going to show you just how fuc -”

“There you are!” Nonna appeared out of nowhere, and I quickly took a step away from Damiano, trying to fix myself so it didn’t look like he was about to destroy me.

“Let me show you to your rooms.” She gestured for us to follow her, and we obediently trailed behind as she led us through the house and up the stairs. “This is where you will stay, dear.” Nonna opened the door for me.

“Thank you.” I smiled.

“And you.” She turned to look at Damiano. “You’ll stay downstairs in the guest bedroom. No sleeping together before marriage. It’s a sin!”

I let out a chuckle, but it slowly died down when I saw the stern expression on her face as she looked at Damiano.

Shit, Nonna is serious.

“If you want me to have babies, then I have to get in there.” Damiano retorted. My eyes widened, and my jaw hung open in utter embarrassment.

“Oh, Dio mio.” Nonna’s hand swiftly slapped his arm as she scolded him. All he did was give a nonchalant shrug. “It’s a sin to commit fornication! Do you want to displease the Lord?” She looked at us with a terrifying glare.

“No, Nonna, absolutely not! I am definitely waiting… for marriage. No reason to worry.” I tried to reassure her with a smile, and Damiano raised his brow at me in amusement.

I shot him a look, signaling him to keep quiet when I received an approving nod from Nonna. There was no way I was going to let her find out that we had fucked way too many times already. Hell, we had even put the bedroom in the jet to use.

“Excellent. Now, Damiano, it’s time for us to pray and cleanse those impure thoughts. I have Holy Water for you to use.” Nonna declared and grabbed his arm to drag him with her downstairs.

Damiano shot me a mischievous look, mouthing, ‘fucking you later,’ followed by a wink. I had to cover my mouth to muffle my laughter while Nonna persisted with her talk about praying.

She was going to need way more than Holy Water if she wanted to turn the Devil into an Angel.

eighty-nine

Damiano

I strolled out to the backyard and settled into one of the sunbeds beside the pool. Retrieving my pack of cigarettes, I lit one, my gaze drifting upward to the balcony where Althaia’s room was.

My Nonna had made it abundantly clear that I should steer clear of Althaia’s room in the evening because, according to her, the Devil would lure and tempt us into committing unimaginable sins.

Too bad that indulging in those forbidden desires was my favorite sin when it came to the love of my life.

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