Dominic’s POV
I wanted to put a bullet through Xavier’s skull for dragging away from Gemma. But his revelation explained why she had been giving the icy treatnt all evening.
"Dominic, Gemma knows," Xavier said the mont we entered Caleb’s private study, away from the family gathering.
"Knows what?" I asked, completely lost.
"About yesterday. Your eting with Beatrix at the Social Union," Xavier clarified.
I frowned. "What the hell are you talking about?" I had already briefed the crew about the Beatrix situation when I arrived at Xavier’s safe house for poker night.
"It was a setup, man. That snake Beatrix orchestrated the whole thing, and you walked straight into her trap. Elza captured photos of Beatrix all over you and fed them directly to Gemma," Xavier explained, and suddenly the pieces clicked into place like rounds sliding into a chamber.
"How did you uncover this?" I asked, my fists clenching with murderous intent.
"Ruby’s threatening to castrate with a rusty blade if she catches anywhere near Elza! I had no clue what bloodbath was brewing until I cornered her for details. She told Zoe managed to keep Gemma from doing sothing reckless and promised to investigate the situation." Xavier paced like a caged animal. "I’m worried Elza might try to fra next."
"Stay calm, Xavier," Jude advised. "Now that you know their ga, just avoid their snares."
"I need to fix this ss with Gemma," I stated with deadly certainty. "Things were progressing yesterday. If Beatrix hadn’t interfered, Gemma probably would have forgiven by now."
"Whatever you do, don’t take her to your penthouse," Caleb warned. "She’ll rember the betrayal the mont she steps inside and want to burn it all down with you in it."
"I’ve prepared things at the estate. I’ll take her there again," I told my brothers-in-arms. "I want her to claim it, make it her domain."
"Well, gentlen, shall we return to our won?" Finn suggested, rubbing his hands together with anticipation.
When I rejoined the family celebration, I spotted Gemma chatting with my mother. They seed to be bonding perfectly, and my mother had already confessed how enchanted she was with Gemma. This ward my cold heart imnsely.
I approached with a plate full of desserts they had requested, just as my sister sat down with her husband, and my niece and nephew materialized beside us.
"Auntie, you look absolutely stunning in that dress!" Carn complinted Gemma in her sweet voice, looking adorable herself in a blue dress with ribbons and princess sleeves.
"Thank you, sweetie! You look beautiful too," Gemma responded warmly.
"Auntie, are you coming to the shopping center with us tomorrow?" Carn asked, executing her plan flawlessly.
"Shopping center?" my sister questioned with confusion.
"Mom, I thought uncle had told you," Vincenzo jumped in smoothly. "He invited Carn and for lunch. He said he’s been on edge lately and wants to spend ti with us. He even promised to take us to the movies."
I imdiately recognized their sche. Carn was cashing in on our deal, and Vincenzo was cleverly tagging along.
"Your uncle didn’t ntion anything about this," Nadia looked at suspiciously.
"It’s exactly as Vincenzo said. I want to spend quality ti with my favorite niece and nephew," I confird, avoiding further interrogation.
"That’s wonderful, Dominic," Gerard chid in. "And since you’ll be babysitting my little soldiers tomorrow, I’ll take my beautiful wife on a romantic evening." His eyes sparkled as he gazed at my sister, who finally dropped her questioning.
"So, auntie, will you join us?" Carn persisted with Gemma.
"I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Carn!" Gemma replied enthusiastically. At least I’d get to spend the day with her.
"How perfect! Substitute parents!" Gerard exclaid. "We should leave the little operatives with them more often, darling."
"You’re coming too, aren’t you, Bee?" Gemma asked my mother.
"No, dear, I have other, more intriguing plans," my mother replied cryptically, leaving wondering what could possibly be more intriguing than spending ti with her grandchildren.
For the remainder of the celebration, I stayed glued to Gemma’s side like a bodyguard. When it was ti to leave, she attempted to escape with Finn and Zoe, but I pulled her back and dismissed Finn with a wave.
"Not happening. You’re coming with ," I said, wrapping an arm around her waist with possessive authority.
"Dominic, I want to go ho," Gemma sighed, looking exhausted.
"I’ll take you ho," I promised, guiding her to my armored vehicle.
When I parked in the secured garage of the estate in the gated compound, Gemma huffed and shot an irritated look. Before stepping out of the car, she complained, "I said I wanted to go ho."
"This is your ho, Gemma," I declared, lifting her into my arms and carrying her inside like a conquering soldier.
"No roses today?" she noticed imdiately, seeing only cushions, rugs, and a small side table.
"Not today," I pulled her closer for a kiss. "Today I just want to talk, clear the air between us."
"Right. Are you going to explain why Beatrix was draped all over you yesterday?"
"Exactly that." I sighed deeply.
"Fine. I hope you brought at least two bottles of wine," Gemma said, settling herself on the cushions.
"Just one. I need you alert to understand everything I’m about to tell you."
"You’re no fun!" Gemma stuck her tongue out childishly.
I smiled and headed to the kitchen, returning with wine, glasses, and a tray of cheese and small sweets. Her face brightened at the sight. I poured the wine and began explaining everything that had happened after leaving her house the previous day.
"That’s what happened, Gemma. I can show you the ssage Elza sent ." I pulled out my phone and opened the encrypted app, but the ssage was nowhere to be found.
Panic surged through like ice water. I frantically scrolled through my ssages, finding nothing. They had planned this perfectly. Elza must have sent a self-destructing ssage that vanished after I opened it.
"Well, seems like you don’t have the ssage after all," Gemma sighed. "You know what, Dominic? Sit down. Let’s just enjoy this wine and relax."
"I want more than just relaxing," I said seriously, my voice almost pleading. "I want to kiss you."
"I’m not stopping you," Gemma replied simply.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. The mont those words left her lips, I pulled her onto my lap. She straddled willingly, and we kissed hungrily, like starving wolves finally given at. God, how I’d missed this woman!
Gemma urgently unbuttoned my shirt, desire blazing in her eyes like fire. I was completely ready for her, wanting her with every fiber of my being.
"I want to remove your dress, Gemma. May I?" I asked between fervent kisses.
"I’m not stopping you," she repeated, making chuckle.
I found the zipper on her dress and slowly lowered it. I slid the straps down her arms, revealing her breasts, completely bare for my eyes alone. I caressed them reverently, my thumbs circling her hardened peaks. Gemma had beautiful, full breasts that fit perfectly in my hands. I took one in my mouth while massaging the other, savoring her taste as her body trembled in response. I lingered there, indulging in her delicious curves while she released soft moans of pleasure.
Gemma was breathtaking. I was completely captivated by her beauty. Her eyes remained fixed on , clouded with desire. I was lost in my hunger for her.
I gently turned our bodies, laying her on the cushions. I pulled her dress down her legs and cast it aside, then slowly removed her panties, my eyes never leaving hers. When I touched her intimately, she was already wet and warm for .
I positioned myself over her and kissed her deeply, feeling her body responding to mine. A possessive growl escaped , a primal declaration of ownership. There was no room for thought, only sensation and the certainty that we belonged to each other.
Her hands explored every tense muscle in my chest and shoulders, greedily touching every inch of my skin. I felt the light scratch of her nails on my back, sending shivers down my spine. My entire body surrendered to her, just as she surrendered to .
I pulled back briefly to admire her, beautiful under my control, while simultaneously controlling every emotion within , every movent of my body.
I aligned myself with her welcoming entrance, penetrating her slowly as I lowered myself onto her. I captured her mouth with mine, and we began moving together in perfect rhythm, in perfect surrender.
Sensing her desire to set her own pace, I rolled us over without breaking our connection, allowing my goddess to straddle . Her curls bounced as she rode , creating a hypnotic vision I couldn’t tear my eyes from.
I could only stare at this beautiful, fierce woman who had enchanted , shaken my world, and dismantled all my defenses, making willingly throw myself into the unknown abyss of vulnerability, yearning to be loved in return.
Gemma spread her palms across my chest and arched backward, moaning with pleasure. I caressed her breasts before sliding my hands down her belly and between her thighs, feeling her tighten around in response.
Unlike our previous encounters, this joining was quiet, interrupted only by our passionate moans. The sensations and emotions that had been suppressed during our painful separation now communicated without words.
Gemma leaned down to kiss , her breasts pressing against my chest as her lips t mine. I held her tightly, maintaining our perfect rhythm, creating delicious friction that brought us to the edge of ecstasy. Between kisses, I made my declaration and promise:
"I love you, Gemma. I’ll never stop loving you. I’ll be yours forever."
Our movents accelerated sensually, our desire transcending re physical release. This was pure feeling, genuine love that nothing could destroy.
Gemma captured my mouth once more, and with frenzied yet delicious movents, we reached our peak together. She moaned into my mouth as she climaxed, feeling spill inside her.
We remained connected, gradually calming our breathing and heartbeats, savoring the warmth of our bodies and the shivers from our gentle caresses.
We fell asleep entwined, perfectly nestled against each other. We awoke with the first rays of sunlight streaming through the windows, making it impossible not to claim her once more with the sunrise as our witness to this profound love binding to her.
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