Scarred Wife (Villains #1) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Mafia, Novella, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Villains Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
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Diago still hadn’t killed her father, and she knew from previous conversations that he needed to do it at exactly the right time, where no one would want to take revenge. He’d told her there was always the right moment to kill someone, but taking the kill too early would have repercussions. She didn’t know what those could be, and she didn’t care.

“This is a beautiful sight,” Diago said, alerting her to his presence, and she immediately stood up in the pool.

She’d spent the morning walking through the gardens, until a massive rain shower had spoiled her walk, and a chance to think. The cleaners that came to work for Diago twice a week were not due until tomorrow. She was all alone in this big house, so she’d opted to finally use the pool.

“Diago, you’re home.” She glanced at his clothing and saw that he was clean this time.

“Yes, I called out to you, but then I saw you in the pool.”

“I didn’t hear you. Was your work … successful?”

Diago looked at her for several moments. He didn’t give any sign that he was confused by her question, or that he was even shocked by it.

“Do you know what is wrong with this picture?” he asked, pointing toward her in the pool.

She glanced around and was a little confused. “There’s something wrong with this? Am I not allowed in the pool?” She hadn’t even thought to ask permission to go into the pool. He’d told her she had complete freedom to walk around the grounds, and there was nothing off limits to her.

The only place she never ventured was his office, because to her, that was a place she didn’t need to go. His office was his domain.

“You’re allowed. No, the problem with this picture, Vanessa, is you’re not naked, and I don’t like that.”

She couldn’t help but laugh. “You have an issue with me being in a swimsuit?”

“Yes. I love to see my wife naked.”

He had a way with words that she found irresistible.

“Fine,” she said, and stepped back. Staring into his eyes, she didn’t look away as she peeled one shoulder strap then the other down her body, wriggled out of it, and let it drop to the pool floor. Bending down, she held her breath, and reached for the suit. Lifting it out of the water, she attempted to wring out the excess water, and then she threw it toward him.

Diago caught it, just as she knew he would.

“Does this please my husband?” she asked, holding her hands above her head, and giving him a little twirl.

“Yes, it pleases me.”

“Then why don’t you join me?” she asked.

She expected him to refuse, but Diago surprised her by getting to his feet and reaching for the opening of his jacket. There was no way she could look away as he removed each item of clothing. Vanessa marveled at his body, watching as he revealed it to her.

He moved toward the edge of the pool and climbed in. Diago was just as naked as she was.

She stood perfectly still, feeling her heart start to race as he advanced toward her. When he was within touching distance, Diago reached for her, cupping the back of her neck, and pulling her in close. Seconds later, his lips were on hers, and Vanessa lost all sense of thought.

Sliding her hands up his chest, she circled his neck, holding him close, not wanting to let go.

He growled her name and deepened the kiss. She didn’t want him to stop.

One hand remained at her neck, and the other slid down her body, going toward her ass. When he squeezed her cheeks, she whimpered his name, and Diago let go of her neck, gripping her ass, and she circled her legs around his waist.

“Put me inside you,” he said.

Vanessa reached between them, feeling his hardened cock. She lined the tip with her pussy, and slid onto his length. It felt so good, and when he was nearly all the way inside her, she let go and wrapped her arms back around his neck.

Diago walked them toward the edge of the pool, and she felt the tile at her back, but she didn’t care.

He began to thrust inside her, taking her harder. One of his hands left her ass, and she felt him pull out of her, until only a few inches of him was inside her, and he began to play with her clit.

She knew he was always obsessed with making her come with him, not that she was going to complain, because she loved feeling him, and nothing was going to change that. It felt so good, feeling his cock drive inside her, taking her to new heights, to places she didn’t even think were possible.

When he growled her name, Vanessa knew this was where she wanted to be with her life. There was no one else she would ever want. It was just her and Diago. And maybe in the future, a son or daughter, but she was too afraid to ask Diago if they would ever have a family.


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