Page 18 of Blackmailed Marriage

He’d brought her to orgasm last night, escorted her to her room to rest, and then took care of his own pleasure in the bathroom before going to sleep himself. His dreams had been filled with his wife, which was unusual.

Dante hadn’t slept well in years. Not since the first time his family home was invaded by the enemy. The night he had to make his first kill. His father hadn’t been home, but away on business.

One of their enemy mafia families had tried to invade, to take over his father’s turf, to take their domain for their own. Pesci had been expanding for years, drawing their enemies smaller and smaller.

That night, three men attacked his home. Four of their soldiers were killed. Dante was able to raise the alarm, and he killed all three of the men—one of who had attempted to rape his mother. Since then, he’d not slept well.

He was always reminded of when others could attack. Sleep wasn’t a guarantee, and he was always on guard. In his dreams, he didn’t succeed, and his mother ended up dead, as didhis father. Dante never shared these dreams with anyone.

“Talk to me,” Dante said.

“I, uh, have nothing to say,” Aria said, going a bright shade of red that was so freaking cute.

“You have nothing to say?” he asked.

“No, not a single thing.” She now avoided eye contact with him.

Dante found it cute.

She had a lot to say but the truth was, she didn’t know how to start.

“How was your first orgasm?” he asked, to which Aria nearly spat out the mouthful of juice she’d been drinking.

He had come to notice she didn’t eat a lot of food in the morning. Often just a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice. Dante didn’t care much for breakfast, but he had opted for eggs and toast this very morning.

Aria glanced around the room.

“No one is here and even if they were, they’re paid to be silent.”

“Do you really think that works?” Aria asked.

“Yes, I do. I call it loyalty. My soldiers know what is expected of them. Stop avoiding the question.”

“You’re saying these things to embarrass me.”

“No, I’m just curious. Look at me.” She lifted her head. “Did you enjoy it?”

She nodded her head.

“Good,” he said.

“Is it … I mean, is it always like that for a woman?” she asked.

“No, as you know now, it doesn’t always have to be like that. A woman can reach different levels of pleasure throughout sex.”

“Wait, sex can be enjoyable?”

“You do realize that your questions could affect my ego?” Dante asked.

“I think your ego is going to stay intact.” She tucked some hair behind her ear. “Are you leaving today?”

“Eager to get rid of me?”

She rolled her eyes. “Strangely enough, no, I’m not in a rush to force you out of your own home.”

“My home is your home.”

She nodded but didn’t question it. He had a feeling she didn’t believe him.

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