Page 131 of The Don's Secret Heir

Then I kiss her, because I’m a stupid fucking asshole, and when she moans into my mouth I start to harden instantly.

“I should fuck you right here, on the side of the road.”

I look around. It’s abandoned, no one around for miles. Her father kind of lives in the middle of nowhere.

“Please,” she murmurs, spreading her legs and lifting her dress to show me her bare pussy.

I groan as she wraps her legs around my waist, and reach between us to free myself. I push into her and it’s a tight fit atfirst, but I keep kissing her over and over and she grows wetter and wetter.

I chase my orgasm, fucking her hard up against my car, sliding her ass up and down the metal. She moans out my name into my ear and it makes my balls draw up.

“I’m coming, Dario, fuck?—”

I cut her off by kissing her deeply again, moaning into her mouth as I release inside her.

After it’s over and I’m breathing hard and my heart is racing, she kisses along the side of my face.

“I love you, Dario.”

I pull out of her, setting her down on her feet. Her legs shake but I move away from her anyway.

“Love isn’t everything, Li. Loyalty is, and you’ve been fucking disloyal.”

Her lip trembles, her gray eyes wet.

“Dario—”

“I’ll have your things moved to your dad’s within the week.” My voice is flat, unaffected, but my heart is shattering.

She clutches at my chest. “Dario, baby, please?—”

“Don’t.” I squeeze my eyes shut against unbidden tears that burn behind my eyelids.

She’s telling me everything I’ve ever wanted to hear and all I feel is empty.

All I can do is back away, not listening to her pleas as I get into my car and drive towards the house.

I walk in and feel emptier than ever, rattling around in this big mansion.

My parents are dead. Liana’s gone.

What do I have left to lose?

37

LIANA

I get back into my father’s car, sobbing uncontrollably for what feels like half an hour but is only a few minutes. I never imagined he’d be the one to leave me.

But how can I blame him? I’d thought hekilledmy father, for God’s sake. I didn’t ask him, I just assumed.

God, what if I’d killed him that night? I would have never forgiven myself.

And now, there’s Sonny. I don’t know what to tell him.

I don’t know if Dario wants a place in his life now, not after how I've lied to him. Maybe he just wants to wash his hands of all of it.

Yes, he cheated on me. But he didn’t deserve all of this. He deserves better than me.