CHAPTER 20: Mirabella's POV
He threw me onto the bed with force. A small gasp escaped my lips as I bounced against the sheets. Many times, Papa had made me painfully aware of my weight, but Giovanni–Giovanni made me feel like I weighed nothing at all.
He stalked toward me on his knees, then peeled off his shirt, revealing a body sculpted by a god or perhaps by someone who knew exactly how to carve muscle and sinew. Without a word, he pulled me until our naked bodies were pressed flush together.
He gripped my neck as he thrust into me with force. I took in his length all at once. It stung badly but in the best way. I felt tears prick the corner of my eyes.
“Don’t you ever threaten me with that, Mirabella. Never,” he growled into my ear as he continued his relentless pounding. His hand t
