Owned by the Italian Mafia Don: A Dark Mafia Arranged Marriage Romance (Possessive Mafia Kings Book 2)
Owned by the Italian Mafia Don: Epilogue

One year later

Yesterday, I might have cut all of his ties in half for the hell of it.

Now, all of my bras have the middle cut out for my nipples.

I can’t help but laugh. I love the little pranks we have had over the last year we have been together. And even after the birth of our son, we still manage to keep the tradition going.

Aristide Milazzo Junior. He has become the center of our entire world. I love him more than anything.

I finally have the go-ahead from my doctor to have sex and I know just how to rope Ari in for that.

I put on a simple piece of sheer black lingerie, then put on my silky robe over it, tying the middle so no one can see what’s underneath. Running over to the crib, I double check to make sure Ari Junior is asleep. I grab his monitor and hurry down the hall and slow my steps when I notice how eager I look.

When I get to his office, he isn’t there because he is meeting with Zander outside still which is perfect because that gives me time to set up.

I look left and right to make sure no one can see me, easing my way in the office and quietly closing the doors behind me. Running around his desk, I search for the contract he made between us, replaceing it in his bottom left drawer.

I’m taken back to that day as I hold it in my hand. So much has happened since then. It seems like another lifetime ago. I remember how I felt. I was so damn pissed at him. The hate I felt so consuming.

And I read through to see where it says one year, grab a pen, and cross it out. Instead, I write “forever or nothing at all.” Then flip to the last page to make a new line for our signatures. Feeling giddy, I rush around the desk and sit on the edge, spreading my legs so he can see my crotchless underwear, hoping it reminds him of that time in his office when he wouldn’t touch me, but made me fuck myself instead.

My entire body heats from the memory and my hormones rage with want. It’s been so hard lying next to him every night without doing anything, but he has been very respectful and patient. He’s been better than me. It’s been driving me crazy.

I set the baby monitor on the other corner of the desk and flip the video on too. I have to be able to have my eyes on our son at all times, but he’s still sleeping, and I hope he stays that way for a half hour.

I know that since I’m cleared to have sex, Ari is going to want to get me pregnant again and I’m going to let him.

I hear his voice on the other side of the door, talking with Caplan and Matias. Everyone has been kind in showing my brother the ropes.

“I’m going to go check on my wife and son,” he says to them, opening the door only to replace me sitting on his desk with my legs spread and the contract between my thighs to block my pussy from his sight. “Don’t interrupt me,” he tosses over his shoulder, easing the door shut. “What do I owe the pleasure to?” He loosens his tie and I tug on the belt of my robe, letting it part to show him what I have on.

“The doctor gave me the okay,” I tell him.

He growls, charging at me and gives me no time to say anything else before his mouth is on mine and his hands are gripping my ass. He tugs me forward so I can feel his erection.

“Fuck, finally.” He leans away, looking me up and down, his fingers slipping through my lips to replace my clit. “Why does my Tesoro have the contract?”

“Before…before,” I moan as he applies pressure. “You have to sign the new contract I made. Forever or nothing at all, Mr. Milazzo. Have your pick.”

He snags the contract from me, grabs a pen, and signs his name without looking at it. “Are you insane? As if you have a choice. You are mine.” He unbuckles his pants, lowers his zipper, and his leaking cock springs me. He hooks my leg over his hip. “You are all mine.” He thrusts forward, his cock easing into me because I’m soaked for him.

We moan loudly, finally feeling one another for the first time in months.

“Fuck,” he groans, his body spasming as he comes, filling me quickly.

I love how sensitive he is for me, but I also love how he can keep going. It’s the one thing I can always count on.

“I’m going to fill you up so much, by the end of the night, you’ll be pregnant again.”

“You seem pretty sure of yourself,” I tease him, my mouth dropping as he curls his hips.

“When it comes to you? I’m always sure of myself.” He wraps one arm around me, keeping me close while his drives himself as deep as he can.

“Ah, yes, ah, ah, yes, Ari. Oh god, I’m close. I’m already close. You feel so good. Don’t stop,” I tell him, clutching onto his shoulders while he fucks me.

“God yes.”

We look down, watching his cock disappear inside me, his come dripping onto the desk.

“Forever, Rosie. Contract or not. You’re mine forever.”

“Always, Ari.”

“Tesoro,” he whispers into my ear. “My Treasure. My life. My home.”

THE END