Touch me please: A Dark Mafia Romance

Chapter 6 5

Word Count: 868 | Released on: 28/06/2026

g. For a second, I didn't even know where I was-until the cold bite of the fl

elt like they were pressing me into the ground, crus

cheeks tight with dried salt. I pushed myself up slowly, every movement relu

could have stayed there. But it came anyway. The voice. The order. "Go

nd yet-most women in my position would be grateful. No awkward f

t I had. I'd imagined it a hundred different ways-not alway

like me. He'd made that much clear. I sh

wn my cheeks-mascara, eyeliner, whatever my mother's makeup artist had caked on my face earlier that day. My hair was a tan

the door, easing it open just enough to peek through. No sign of

I padded out quietly, the hem of my wrinkled dress whispering

t sharp. From the ot

ybe he'd tripped. Or

different sound entirely. Muffled at first, as

mach d

o listen. It couldn't be.

again, unmistak

any moan.

irt. No. No, I must be wrong. Maybe it was

reathless. Followed by

slow, shaking steps across the carpet toward h

insis

t this... This was different. This wa

and hovering at my side. I should walk

, I lea

d, I closed my eyes, every

worse l

ow curses. The bed creaked, a steady rhythm, and my breat

ould rub away. The deep kind, the ugly ki

B*st*rd. Pig. Son of a b*tch. It didn't make it better. It didn't sto

wedding

dding

eone else, while his wife stood in the hallw

lf for react

other than a stupid teenage crush. This wasn't a real marriage

s the sound of bodies colliding filled the air. "F*ck, you're splitting my sides. That'

l tone, followed by a scream from

ne hand covering my mouth because I felt like I might throw up at any moment.

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“After his wife's death, Enzo Romano swore his heart was buried with her. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. But when duty forces him into a contract marriage with innocent Arianna, the girl who secretly adores him, she finds herself falling for a man who will never love her back. Because Enzo's body may betray him... but his heart still belongs to the dead. Damn, you're delicious," he murmured into her mouth. "You taste like a goddess." She heard the sound of his belt buckle, and her frantic heart stopped because she knew what was coming. "Damn, I need to be inside you," he declared with a hint of desperation that she loved. She reacted and helped him free himself from his pants because she needed it, too, and she needed it now. But when his member was finally free, and she felt him position himself, his gaze wandered for a moment to a spot behind them. It was only for a second, but that second was enough to see how the entire expression on his face transformed. The desire froze, and instead of the fiery, passionate man from a moment ago, he was that block of ice he usually was again. He took two steps back and looked down. She sat up, confused. "What's wrong?" she asked, baffled. He tensed his jaw and shook his head while zipping up his pants again. A whirlwind of emotions crowded her chest and got stuck in her throat. "Enzo," she called out, but he didn't respond. He bent down to pick up his shirt and walked toward his room without looking at her. "Enzo!" she yelled, but he ignored her and entered his room, slamming the door. She was left on the island, naked, not understanding anything. All the fire went out, giving way to a sadness that settled in her heart. He rejected her. Enzo rejected her.”