Page 66 of Always Meant To Be

"Don't be,farfalla," I rasp, gently nipping the peak.

She gasps, gripping my hair but not pulling me away, instead keeping me in place, her cunt pulsing against my soft cock, making it twitch.

I lean back and cup her cheek, gently rubbing my thumb along her jaw as my right arm keeps her tight to me, or as tight as her bump will allow.

"Your hormones are all over the place, baby, I understand," I rasp when I see the sadness in her eyes.

She shakes her head. "It's not okay, Rome. We've been doing so well lately, minus my mood swings. You don't deserve this treatment from me when you've shown nothing but love for months."

I smile gently, pressing my lips against hers, and whisper, "If it means I get this kind of treatment afterward, then you can accuse me of murder for all I care."

She snorts. "But youarea murderer, Rome."

I grin wide. "That I am, but you love me anyway…."

Her eyes soften, and she admits, "With everything that I am, even if it does make me stupid."

I laugh and press my lips against hers, gently maneuvering us so she's on her back. I break the kiss and place my head between her legs.

"Oh my God, Rome," she gasps as I gently suck her clit into my mouth.

I moan. "Just lay back and relax,farfalla, I'm hungry…."

She moans loudly, her legs trying to squeeze my head as I suck her clit hard. I hold her thighs open, and I eat her like a man starved.

Hours later, I grin as Leonardo walks in, his gray suit sparkling with glitter.

He narrows his eyes at me. "Stop being cocky just because you spent yesterday in bed with your wife while mine was busy ruining all my fucking expensive suits."

I chuckle. "At least she agreed to marry you,fratello," I state.

Holly actually fell for the fucker when he locked her up or, well, her feelings finally came out. The wedding was small, but Mamma was happy.

All her sons are married off, and more grandbabies to celebrate—her words, not mine. Leonardo has already told her that he will make no grandbabies just yet; just wanting to enjoy being married, the same as Antonio.

Mine and El's son or daughter will be her first grandbaby.

I lean back in my chair and admit, "To be fair,fratello, yesterday only happened because she accused me of cheating with Liliya."

His eyes widen as my father curses. "What the fuck?"

I look between my father and brother and shrug. "I didn't come home until late, dealing with the contracts for Miguel and the new casino he wants to co-own with us, and I didn't wake her up, thinking she needed rest."

Antonio, who's sitting at the back of my office, chuckles while Papa winces. "Yeah, but that doesn't give her the right to accuse you of cheating when you've devoted your life to her; you've proved you never wanted Liliya months ago."

Both my brothers tense as I glare at my father and remind him, "She's thirty-two weeks pregnant, hormonal, and still trying to get over the whole contract and Liliya situation. It cannot be fixed in a few months, Papa, and you know this. She said it out of anger, which means it's still in her head; she's still worried I don't want her." Papa winces again, sorrow shining in his eyes.

Leonardo sighs, and we look his way, where he's leaning against the wall.

He states, "She has times where she'll look at Romeo with worry and confusion, then times where she looks like she's going to cry. Papa, he hurt her because he had to keep her in the dark about everything, and then ensured she got pregnant, which I know I was a part of. Not that I'm sorry, because I get a niece or nephew, but you need to remember, he broke her trust, and now he's trying to earn it back." Leonardo tilts his head. "And honestly, Papa, Mamma had three kids, can you honestly sit there and say she didn't accuse you of stupid things?"

Antonio snorts. "And all this is coming from a glitter ball." Papa and I laugh. Leonardo growls at us as Mikhail walks into my office with Maxim.

"What did we miss?" he asks as he looks around the room. He does a double take at my brother and starts laughing, causingLeonardo to flip him the bird while Maxim looks away, biting his hand.

"What, uh, what did you do this time, Leo?" Mikhail asks, and I snort.

Leonardo glares at me when I admit, "He refused her orgasm two nights ago, ensuring he got his after some guy gave her his number at school, and she forgot to tell him about it."