Unusualdee

Was she truly just a burden to him?
He could have ended her life after Giovanni’s death, but he had spared her.
“Do you think he’ll come now that she’s awake?”
“I hope so,” one nurse replied.
“What if he abandoned her here?”
Milan couldn’t bear to listen any longer. Turning away from the whispers, she fought her way back to her room, but her legs faltered beneath her, and she collapsed, tears streaming down her face.

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Finding her again after nine years had breathed life into his lifeless world, injecting a fierce dose of hope back into his life. He didn’t just want to f-ck her for a night or two. He wanted her to be his darling wife and be with him forever.

After she called him V... Vito lost restraint 😭

“V...” she called out softly.
Vito’s attention snapped to her.
This was the first time since they had met again that she had called him the nickname she had given him many years ago.
“What did you just call me?” He asked in a hushed tone.
Milan kept quiet, her hands on her chest as she anticipated his next move.
Her heart was racing but she tried as much as possible to keep her posture.
Vito joined her on the bed. He stared into her eyes, demanding again.
“What did you just call me?”
“V,” Milan spoke out.
Vito’s lips smashed into hers before she knew it. Her first reaction was to shove him away but her hands moved to wrap around his neck, drawing him closer.
Milan felt his erection pressing against her and that seemed to jerk her awake.
“We.. can’t do this...” Her words came out through Vito’s mouth. She tried to withdraw, but he snatched her lips back, his breath hot and heavy.
“We can,” Vito said to her, trailing wet kisses to her neck. “We don’t need anyone’s permission.”

Dive into His Little Ruin, a dark mafia romance where love is dangerous, desire is forbidden, and the stakes are life or death.

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YOU WISH😂😭
MILAN YOU HEARTBREAKER🤣

Guess the title of this chapter?

“Are you thinking about me?” Vito asked, his gaze dropping to her lips.
Extreme guilt evades his mind whenever he sees her because he has no control over how his body reacts to her.
Milan’s anger at him disappeared when she noticed the bandages on him. She gazed at him, hoping he would say something else, but he kept waiting for her response.
She reached out, her fingers hovering just inches from his lapel before she pulled back, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear instead.
“You wish,” she murmured, backing away from him.

The Benefits of Him


This chapter got me giggling as I read it again. When writing, I was more focused on the tension I didn't realize how funny it was that Milan said she wanted protection from Vito and not romance.

“I’m so sorry for everything, Rory,” he whispered in Italian, struggling to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. “I’m truly sorry to you, to Milano... and to her unborn child as well.”

This scene is so emotional .

Vito’s love language

Silence

This was the moment Vito realized he couldn't lose her.


“I have to leave here...I have to go,” Her words were finally audible. “I have to protect my baby.”
“She’s just in shock,” Andrea managed to choke out before ushering Raphael outside of Milan’s room.
She reached down to help Milan up, but she jerked. “Go away. I don't need a doctor.”
“I need to check on you and your baby to make sure that everything is going well.”
Milan didn't move.
“Vito will be back any minute. We have only a few minutes to do this.” Andrea urged.
As if summoned by the mention of his name, the sound of tires screeched on the gravel outside.
A moment later, Vito stormed into the room. He didn't look at Andrea. His eyes locked onto Milan, searching her face with a desperation that bordered on madness.
“Milo,” he breathed, reaching for her.
Milan recoiled, stumbling back until her spine hit the cold wall. The “soft side” he had been cultivating for days was gone, replaced by a man who realized he had almost lost his most precious woman.
“Don't touch me,” she hissed.

Vito let out a low, guttural sound as he crushed her against the door. His hands moved with a sudden, rough urgency, one gripping the back of her head to deepen the kiss while the other landed on her ass, and squeezed with insane yearning.