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challenge. The edge of her mouth was a taunt of her womanly strength. “Men such as you are hard and untamable. I am honored as mistress to Protezione Nico, to be less is dishonor. I must marry or you must claim me in your bed as Mafioso with many rights.”
    Intoxicating lips feathered across his, succulent kisses, arduous and wet had threatened his resolve. However, lips divine and as sweet as wine belonged to a lover wife named Ari.
    Nico jerked Bianca’s hand away in an explosion of anger and shoved the temptress to the wall and it vibrated. His knuckles pressed down on her swan of a neck until she gurgled, turning red. Her pale skin finally had color. Her eyes were on his dark pupils and his nostrils flared that she dare toy with his body yet claim to want his blessing for a marital deception. “You believe you know who I am bella?” Nico considered snapping her neck for courting death. “I should kill you for your arrogance. I fucked you to save your life, but now I regret that decision and remorse is a rarity for me!”
    She pushed toward him, unafraid, rotating her pelvis to his leg, telling him death was fitting exchange to feel him within and he frowned at his own folly.
    Nico’s hand dropped from her throat and Bianca breathed. “Nico I cannot deny my love for you is strong.” She gasped.
    “I don’t love you Bianca and now that I have seen the lies you profess, I am repulsed.” He buckled his snakeskin belt, thinking how she swore never to intervene in his marriage, and yet rekindling a sexual flame would have exactly that affect. The potion that rendered a horny enforcer an idiot, wore off. Unaffected by her wiles, he wondered what Magaleni received in exchange for agreeing to marry the sexy widow. “You have my blessing Bianca. Go ahead and marry Magaleni, fuck him until your heart’s content, but my son is not part of your sleazy bargain. I am his father, plain and simple. Try forbidding me to see Alexandros or go anywhere without my knowledge and I’ll slit your throat.”
    Nico hurried away before he cut her open to expose the snakes hidden in the bowels of the venomous widow. To screw Bianca would only hammer a nail in the coffin of his marriage. Ari’s trust required he remain trustworthy. The temptation had been there, however, the duplicitous speech had served to extinguish his arousal. How dare she assume his dick ruled his heart when he found there is something greater, his love for Ari? He would be faithful to his donna, because he loved her that much.
    Besides, Bianca was a nice lay, but his wife was more enticing. He jumped in the car, and activated the voice command to contact Ari while speeding off. “Hi, sweetheart,” he said when she answered on the fourth ring. “I miss you love and the kids.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Yeah.”
    “What happened, did that bitch try to seduce you?”
    “No,” he replied. “She’s getting married and suggested that I allow another man to play daddy.”
    Silence ensued.
    “Ari?”
    “I’m here. Why are you telling me this? Do you need my legal advice or a wife’s opinion?”
    “Both.”
    “I see. Well the lawyer says what the mother wants may not be in the best interest of the child. As the biological father, you have rights and a certain moral and fiduciary obligation to ensure you act in accordance with the child’s interest blah blah –blah. The wife says the entire situation is messy. That bitch was well aware you were married. Your horny ass fell for the damsel in distress and right into your psycho mama’s set-up. Now our children and Bianca’s are going to be confused. Bianca probably is ashamed of her skanky actions and wants to cover it up. I know this isn’t what you hoped to hear but in my opinion that hussy finally makes sense!”
    “I’ll take what you’ve said under advisement, counselor-wife.”
    “Do that and by the way Nico…”
    “Yeah?”
    “I love you very much. You asked that I trust you and I’m trying. I

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