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479 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 5, 2021
“Before you, I was empty and cold, a locked room in the deepest dungeon. Now, I can breathe again, feel again, burn again.”
“My turn,” he whispered darkly before bending his head to lick his own cum from my breasts.
“My Lena, lottatrice mia…You have to know, please know, I love you better than anyone else. I love better even than I love myself.”
“Resta con me per sempre. Be my donna and my wife. My forever love.”
Stay with me forever
She possessed me like a scientiest with some great unanswerable question.
"Capo," she gasped, her skin vibrating beneath my hands, her muscles quivering like a horse at the gate about to explode into motion.
Every day, even every hour, he proved to me that he was better than any man I ever could have dreamed up. He was real, rave and as powerful as lithium.
He smelled rich and masculine, like a man brined by a dip in the Tyrrhenian Sea.
He grabbed my hand and pressed it hard over his madly beating heart. “This beats for you. It bleeds for you. I am yours. Your sword, your champion, your lover, and your home. You don’t understand this yet, but I will never hurt you, Elena. I only ever hurt for you because fuck me, you’ve been through too much already. I will only ever hurt those who hurt you because I love you, and I won’t let anyone else ever get away with putting pain in your heart without consequences. Mi senti?”
"Jail isn’t enough for this brutto figlio di putanna,” he growled so harshly it must have hurt his throat. "He deserved to be killed slowly, death by a thousand fucking paper cuts. I’ll take his eyes and his balls, his fingernails, then each section of his fingers, knuckle by knuckle, finger by fucking finger. I’ll pour acid in his wounds until he can’t scream anymore, and then, because he won’t need it ever again, I’ll rip out his goddamn motherfucking throat."
”Loving him wasn’t the end of everything. It’s funny they always make it seem that way in the books and movies. Loving him was just the beginning.”
“Our love was violent. There was nothing soft or subtle about the way it caught my soul up in a whirlwind fury of intense longing and furious passion. I was fevered. Obsessed. So in love it felt like I was hit in the face with it every time I looked at the woman in possession in my heart. Maybe it made me a masochist, but I fucking loved it.”
”It was about more than just the politics of the Camorra. He’d made it about Elena. There was an old Neapolitan saying that perfectly suited the situation. Chi vuole male a questo amore prima soffre e dopo muore.Whoever is against this love, suffers and then dies.”
”I’d never yearned for possession the way I did with Dante. I was a woman who valued my independence fiercely so I’d always thought that the idea of belonging to someone else was a direct contradiction to my independence. I’d been wrong. Owning the heart of a man like Dante Salvatore didn’t make me weak, it made me strong. I was proud to be seen as his because I was proud of the man he was and the woman he helped me to become.”
“Dante’s love had razed me to the very ground of my soul, demolishing all my preconceived notions of right and wrong, even of my own identity and desires. I was going to step off this plane a new woman and for the first time in my life, I was excited by my lack of foresight and structure.”
”There was no ice left in me. No walls. Because I had a mafioso to protect my heart better than I ever could.”
“He smelled like home, but gave it a new definition. And for the first time since I got on the plane with him, eschewing my old life for an entirely unknown new one, I felt at peace about our future. Dante was home so no matter what, I would never be homeless. I’d have his shelter, his protection, and his love to guide me through the worst of life and the worst of myself.”
“There is no one else. Only me. Only you. Only us.”
Audio book source: Audible
Story Rating: 4 stars
Narrators: Rose Dioro & Jeremy York
Narration Rating: 4.5 stars
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mafia
Length: 12h 42m
”No one will take you from me without a fight,” she whispered vehemently, the nails of the hand she had curled around my neck sinking into my skin so I hissed.
”Anyone who tries to come between our love will suffer then die,” I swore to her.
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”I promised I wouldn’t hurt you and I’m sorry. I knew if you found out, it would damage the truth between us so I didn’t tell you about Cosima. I didn’t tell you because those feelings were nothing. How can you compare the beauty of a single bulb to the brilliance of light from the sun?”
I breathed through the tightness in my chest, embracing the pain so I could accept his words into my body. “How do you always know what to say?” I said as I often did, trying to lighten the tension, trying to show him I was brittle, but I was trying.
“We are made of the same thing,” he reminded me. “I feel you in my heart.”