Page 14 of Sweet Revenge

“Luca,” Adriana whispered, her voice trembling with desire. “I’m so close.”

I wanted to see the moment her eyes closed, to watch her face when she came. I didn’t care if I couldn’t breathe, I didn’t care if I was on the verge of drowning in her juices. I wanted to make this gorgeous woman fall over the precipice. I slid my free hand up her body, grasping her left nipple in between my fingers. Her back arched off the bed and I felt something deep inside of her clamp down on my fingers. She moved beneath me, her body twisting and writhing as pleasure took over her control.

When she pushed at my head, I moved back, then began working my way up over her hot body, kissing and licking her in the sweetest of places until I found her lips.

She kissed me hungrily, pushing my chest to roll me over. I couldn’t stop the shudder of anticipation that wound down my spine. Her fingers closed around my shaft, and she breathed softly across the tip of my cock, then opened her lips and closed around me. I reveled in the wet heat of her mouth, nearly losing all control when she sank down as far as she could.

“Adriana,” I said, with a groan, pulling her up and turning her again to her back. I couldn’t wait anymore, I had to have her. I looked down at her gorgeous face and paused, my eyes locking with hers for a brief moment. I could see the desire mirrored in her gaze. With a low growl, I thrust into her, feeling her muscles clench around me. Her head fell back against the pillow, her moans filling the room as her back arched.

I began to move, my hips rolling in a slow rhythm, enjoying the feel of her tight pussy around me. Her hands gripped my shoulders, bringing me down to kiss her. Our lips locked as we moved together, as her legs wrapped around my waist.

I watched as her eyes fluttered, her breathing becoming more ragged with each of my thrusts. Her nails dug into my back, urging me on as our bodies moved together in perfect synchronization. I felt her heat building, her muscles becoming tighter around me. This was it, the moment I’d been waiting for. I could feel her muscles begin to spasm around me. She bit her lip, grinding her hips against me as she reached her peak. Her body shuddered beneath me, her back arching off the bed in pure ecstasy. Her dark hair was tangled and wet against her face, and I loved it.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a low growl, I thrust into her one last time, feeling her nails rake down my back as I exploded inside her. My body trembled with the force of my climax, but Adriana held me, ground her hips up to meet me, to pleasure me, to give herself to me completely.

She reached for my face, kissing me deep and long. I rolled away from her, pulling her into my arms. We lay in each other's arms, the past and future forgotten. Adriana rested her head on my chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin.

"Luca," she whispered, her voice filled with contentment. "Thank you for tonight. It was perfect."

I kissed the top of her head, my heart swelling with emotion for this incredible woman. "No, Adriana. Thank you. You've given me something I never thought I'd find. My heart."

Chapter Seven

Adriana

The soft glow of the early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle hue across Luca's sleeping face. I lay beside him, propped up on one elbow, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest. His features were relaxed, free from the intensity and command they usually held when he was awake. I traced the lines of his face with my eyes, memorizing every detail. In sleep, he looked almost boyish, and the sight tugged at my heart.

Blinking back unshed tears, I wondered if my quest for revenge was truly that important. Would my father forgive me if I broke my promise to him? The question gnawed at my soul, twisting it in knots. I had vowed to avenge his death, to see Carmine Capuzzo pay for what he had done. But as I lay there, cocooned in the warmth of Luca's arms, doubt crept in.

What if I chose a different path? What if I ran away with Luca and left behind the hatred and the vengeance? I could see it clearly in my mind's eye: a life where Luca and I escaped the shadows of our pasts and built something new together. I could imagine a small house by the sea, the two of us laughing and loving each other, free from the chains of our families. It was a beautiful dream, and for a moment, I allowed myself to get lost in it.

But then reality intruded. Luca couldn't just disappear. That's not how his life worked. He was deeply enmeshed in the world of the mafia, a world where leaving wasn't an option. His loyalty to his father and the family was ingrained in him, just as my quest for revenge was ingrained in me. Could I really ask him to abandon everything for me?

And even if he could, what about me? Could I stay here, in this mansion, knowing what I knew? His father didn't know who I was or what I had tried to do. Luca had kept my secret, shielding me from Carmine's wrath. But how long could that last? And could I really live with myself, walking the same halls as Carmine Capuzzo, seeing him breathe and walk around, knowing that he had murdered my father over a debt of a few hundred dollars?

My father had been a repeat offender, a fact I had come to understand. His gambling addiction had cost him dearly, and in the end, it had cost him his life. But that didn't justify his murder in my mind. The thought of Carmine's cold, calculating eyes, the way he had shown no mercy, filled me with rage all over again. I couldn't stomach the idea of staying here, living under the same roof as the man who had taken everything from me.

I was torn between two powerful forces: my desire to stay with Luca, knowing now that I had fallen in love with him, and my unrelenting need to finish my mission. My heart ached with the weight of the decision. Could I choose love over vengeance? Could I turn my back on my father's memory?

I watched Luca as he stirred slightly in his sleep, his brow furrowing for a moment before smoothing out again. My chest tightened with the realization that I couldn't have both. I couldn't stay here with Luca and let Carmine go unpunished. The fire of revenge still burned too brightly within me, and I knew it would consume me if I didn't see it through. There was no way out otherwise.

With a heavy heart, I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Luca's lips. He stirred again, his eyes fluttering open for a brief moment before closing once more. I allowed myself one last look at his peaceful face, committing it to memory, and wiped away the tear escaping down my cheek.

Quietly, I slipped out of bed and pulled on the pair of oversized sweats I’d worn yesterday. As I dressed, my eyes fell on Luca's discarded clothes. I reached into his jacket and found his gun, cold and heavy in my hand. Forgive me, I thought, slipping it beneath the waistband of my pants.

I continued to move around the room, gathering my things, careful not to make a sound. Finally, I found a piece of paper and a pen on the desk and sat down to write Luca a note. My hand trembled as I wrote, the words blurring together through my tears.

Luca,

I'm so sorry for leaving like this, but I have to finish what I started. Thank you for giving me the most beautiful night of my life. You made me believe in love again, even if only for a moment. I'll never forget you.

Adriana

Folding the note, I placed it on the pillow on which I’d slept, where he would see it when he woke up. With a final glance at his sleeping form, I snuck out of the room and made my way through the silent mansion.

The corridors were dimly lit, and the air was cool against my skin. As I walked, my footsteps echoed softly, each step taking me further away from the dream I had dared to entertain, and closer to the harsh reality I had to face. The weight of my decision pressed down on me, but I knew it was the only choice I could make.

Instead of heading for the front door and risking tripping the alarm system, I made my way to one of the side windows. I carefully unlatched it and climbed out, my feet landing softly on the dewy grass outside. The cool morning air filled my lungs as I took a moment to steady myself.

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