"The Mafia Boss and His Angel"
Valentina Vernández is an pure perfection. She has brown wavy hair, juicy plump lips, marvelous body. Although her life isn't devine as it seems to be.
Lorenzo Martino is an sexy mysterious Italian. He has everything...
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I'm currently returning a taxi to Lorenzo's mansion. It's quite late so he's probably already asleep in bed. I had to be alone for a while and think about many things, I needed it.
That's why Diana helped me get out of dinner, which I must admit was atrocious. Probably I presented myself imperfectly when I took such steps. However I didn't want to stay there any longer.
We went out through the back entrance so as not to draw any attention, of course Lorenzo was looking for me, I heard him.
In order not to leave him completely without any answer. I told Diana to tell him that l wanted to be alone and not to worry about me.
I was alone for a while and then I went to visit my little sister Luisa. I wanted to see if she was feeling well, also to spend time with her. Life made me know that she could be taken from me at any moment.
As I walk into the bedroom, my gaze shifts to the bed. Lorenzo is lying as I left him. One of his muscular hands is stretched out on the bed. The same one that was holding me tonight, and the other is resting on his naked chiseled belly.
Thick brown hair is disheveled, a few longer strands of hair fall down his forehead. His face is calm, relaxed and despite the sharp rusas he looks gentle at the moment. He's handsome man, so damn handsome.
I've seen many of them in my life, however only in his presence my body rebel against me. Instincts take over as he stares intensely with his amber eyes, electricity passes through his skin whenever it touches me.
My senses go wild the moment I smell his stimulating aroma of citrus combined with musk. I undeniably have a soft spot for Lorenzo, and that complicates a lot. Nevertheless it doesn't stop me from denying myself the pleasure I get by being with him.
Movement on the bed wakes me up from my reflections. Lorenzo moves his arms slowly as if he's searching for something. When he doesn't find it he frowns and grunts hoarsely under his breath, bringing a small smile to my face.
"Valentina..." He says sleepily my name, raising hid eyelids a little.
"I'm here." I whisper, and the electrifying amber finds me immediatel.
"Going somewhere, angelo?" He rubs his face with his hand, then rises on one elbow and looking at me, waiting for an answer.
He looks so sleepy and adorable as well as fucking sexy. Messy hair, blurry eyes, slightly puffy lips, combined with a hoarse voice and naked muscular body. Create a mixture that touches me, while causing a delightful cramp in my lower abdomen.
"I've just come back." My voice is still low, tinged with a hint of cheerfulness.
"Are you alright?" He asks, and when he looks at his watch, he frowns in surprise.
