❃ The Mob Boss and The French Mafia Princess ❃
"Shira," I warned, "Come any closer and I will stop the car right here and fuck you," I spoke with a stern tone, my hands gripped on to the steering wheel so hard my knuckles begged to come out. "Valeri...
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The flight to Italy was amazing, the scenery below us looked spectacular. From the view of how the land below us seemed so small to how the ocean surrounded the place with its prussian blue waters that glistened as the sun shone its beauty on it.
I managed to catch up on my sleep on the plane. Valerius rested his eyes beside me while he massaged my head. The serenity that comes with intimate moments like this are just islands of memories that you would always want to go back and visit.
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Once we arrived, Valerius took me to his mansion that he grew up in and surprisingly it was empty. No one was around. Not even the family he grew up with but I soon discovered that they all lived in the houses down the road and that when he was older he took full responsibility of the place.
My eyes wandered through the Italian furniture to the delicate paintings on the wall. It was beautiful, far more beautiful than anything I have ever seen.
Valerius taste was exquisite and precise, and I liked that. It wasn't dark but spacious, allowing natural rays to welcome his place.
"Stay right here, I'll be back." He said before climbing up the stairs and entering a bedroom down the hall. Gazing out the window in front of me, the landscape in front of me was sure a magnificent one.
Valerius rushed down the stairs and picked me up bridal style. "Val," I giggled "I can walk you know." Valerius rolled his eyes and went up the stairs. "I prefer to have you in my arms." I laid my head on his chest and looked at his perfect side profile. The sculpted jawline and the plump of his lips just happened to make the butterflies in my stomach flutter.
"Here's our bedroom," Valerius stated before carrying me into the room next to us. "And here's the bathroom." Placing me down, I looked at the wide-spaced room. Windows surrounded us and the view of the landscape enclosed us. "This is beautiful." The sun was shining in its golden beauty inside the bathroom.
Valerius's hand rubbed up and down my arms, slowly, before pulling the spaghetti straps of my top down to my elbows. His breath lowered onto my collarbone, where he pressed his lips onto the skin.
"Mm, you're tensed." Dotting his kisses on my body, Valerius massaged my shoulder and the sensation made me slump into his chest.
"The bath is ready. Let's go." Valerius walked to the bathtub that was situated in front of the window where the sun God shone his rays on.
