Marked For Crime Royalty| Book One | ✓

23 - Wild Side

Last Day, She thought, laying on the bed, her bare back to the silky sheets, her bare thighs against the luxury. She stared at the ceiling, her hair sprawled, tousled, but she didn't care. She had more important things on her chaotic mind.

Especially last night. Unfortunately all her alone time from her pretending to care about Ricco's Don position, gave her a lot of time to think about Luciano, and that she isn't with him and that she wants to kiss him again, so in a way she used Ricco to relieve that stress, though he wouldn't complain.

Since then he's shared a little more information about his family, nothing that correlated with his business, just small things like when his sister was born, how he remembered he dropped her accidentally when she was three. Funny stories like their old childhood dog sniffing his sister's butt when she was crawling as an infant. His mother, how she used to yell at him when she was pregnant. He was really a family man, Teresa now getting the feeling that either all Don's are family men, or Italian men are just family men.

There was something else, something more she thought of today. That was what was going to happen. It's been a few weeks since she's known Ricco and the primary goal is to keep him wanting her, though that's not an issue. But she did think of how he wouldn't see her for a while after she leaves due to them being in two different cities. Therefore, she had to keep his brain filled with only words and visuals of her.

Keep him waiting until he sees her again and she has the perfect idea.

Adriano thought so too because she called him about it. She wanted to dance, not just for Ricco but for herself too. She remembered how funny it was to do it for Adriano the second time around when he didn't use her as a trial for his target, or their target. Besides, Ricco wanted to see her dance before.

Because she was in Milan, Adriano actually pulled favors which wasn't easy considering he worked for the Don of Rome and not the Don of Milan. Though, he would do anything he set his mind to. So he got her a dancing spot at a club in Milan.

Not only was it dancing she had to think about, but what would happen after dancing. Her Dom role. Truthfully, she's gotten quite used to being the dominant one in the relationship in such a short time with Ricco. It grew on her and the thoughts of taking it further were even better.

Unfortunately for Luciano.

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Luciano stood in the doorframe of Teresa's room, his eyes on the flawless white painting of the room, before it found the color grey. Then black, and a bed. What he was looking at was a canvas on the wall. A Canvas of Teresa, her modeling photo. Then as he kept roaming, more popped up. All custom made. Each photo was her wearing a different lingerie set.

The walls he was facing, parallel to the door frame wall, were covered with 4 Canvases. Two on each side, the middle, above her bed, blank.

At least it was before the workers set up the biggest photo. Previously he had them do an accurate measure so the canvas fit perfectly.

And it did.

It was his favorite photo of her. The exotic cover. Teresa her body sideways, her head thrown back, yet looking directly at the camera and her soaked hair falling down. Her right leg bent , pointing out, and her hand sliding down her throat, her index finger on the glossy, dark red lipstick of her juicy bottom lip. And her wild, penetrable, unsettlingly hypnotic gaze, the glint caused by the flash of the camera. Only unsettling due to the fact that he could not control his own body when she looked at him like she did. Every detail he paid attention to, the arch in her back, the glowing of her skin from the lotion and pink neon light, the strands of her falling hair, uneven and slightly drier than the rest of her hair.