𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍¹ ✔

33

As I sashayed into Luca's room, my hair piled up high on my head and rocking these fabulous fake glasses, I couldn't help but feel like a feisty diva. I mean, seriously, who wouldn't feel like a hot mess with their hair reaching for the stars and these trendy glasses perched on their nose? It's like a recipe for instant glam, honey!

Luca strolled in, whistling some catchy tune, and his eyes practically popped out of his head when he saw me. He smacked my ass, pulling me closer, and I could feel the heat between us intensify. Oh, baby, he knows how to handle a diva like me.

With a seductive smirk, I leaned in close, my lips grazing against his earlobe. "So, my dearest Luca, do you fancy a blowjob or a handjob tonight?"

He chuckled, his hands wandering down my waist, claiming me as his own. "Darling, why choose when we can have both? Let's indulge in the best of both worlds."

Oh, yes! Luca was playing along, embracing the diva in me. My heart raced with excitement as we engaged in our playful banter. But in the midst of all the hotness, a funny thought popped into my head. You know, those moments when your diva brain just has a mind of its own.

In my head, I couldn't help but giggle, "Oh, Adriana, you naughty minx. Mixing up blowjob and handjob? Must be your diva brain on overdrive again."

Luca's eyebrows furrowed, clearly intrigued by my mischievous whisper. "What's so amusing, love?"

I flashed him a wicked grin, my diva attitude on full display. "Oh, just my silly thoughts, darling. Now, let's get down to business, shall we?"

And with that, we unleashed our desires upon each other. Our bodies intertwined, exploring every nook and cranny with a fiery hunger. The room was filled with the sounds of our passion, a symphony of moans and gasps that would make the gods blush.

I unleashed my diva prowess, leaving no stone unturned in my quest for pleasure. My hands roamed over Luca's body, teasing and tantalizing him with every touch. And the way he responded? Oh, it was like magic, a spark igniting a wildfire within us.

Luca, being the rough and dominant lover that he is, took control. His touch was commanding, his grip firm yet gentle. But you know what? That's exactly what I craved, the raw intensity that sent shivers down my spine.

As our bodies moved together in a passionate dance, I couldn't help but let out a string of Portuguese expletives. It's like my diva side demanded that I express myself in the naughtiest, most colorful way possible. And let me tell you, it added a whole new level of excitement to the mix.

With every thrust, every moan, every whispered dirty word, we pushed each other to the edge. Our desire grew in intensity, reaching a crescendo that left us breathless and satisfied, like two divas who had just stolen the show.

As we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, I couldn't help but think to myself, "Adriana, you sexy diva, you've done it again."

(...)

The bathroom became our haven, the air thick with steam and the remnants of playful intimacy. After our shared indulgence in pleasure, we found ourselves enveloped in the soothing cascade of the shower. Amidst the warmth and water droplets, Luca and I engaged in a passionate exchange of kisses, rekindling the familiarity we had missed.

In the midst of our shared shower bliss, I decided to spill the tea about Veronica's sudden case of baby fever. Luca's eyes sparkled with amusement as he quirked an eyebrow, "And what about you, cara? Any maternal inclinations brewing?"

I responded with a casual shrug, teasing him about the randomness of baby names. Luca, never one to pass up a playful banter, started with "Luca" for our hypothetical little one. I couldn't help but playfully slap his chest, reminding him, "Hold up, we haven't even determined the gender yet. Who's to say our baby won't be a fabulous little diva?"

Undeterred, Luca grinned mischievously and launched into an imaginative list of potential names for our hypothetical little princess. Our banter flowed seamlessly, a mix of laughter and affection echoing through the steam-filled bathroom. It was a reminder that even in the mundane moments, Luca Romano had a way of infusing life with delightful spectacle.

After the bathroom escapades, we found ourselves nestled in the comfort of Luca's bed. While I was engrossed in a captivating show, Luca lounged beside me, seemingly distracted by his phone. Intrigued, I couldn't help but inquire, "Luca, darling, what mischief are you up to over there?"

He flashed a sly smirk, eyes fixed on his phone. "Just checking the Instagram of Adriana Souza," he replied with playful mischief.

My eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Adriana Souza? I didn't know I had a Brazilian doppelganger on Instagram. What's the verdict, Luca?"

He chuckled, scrolling through my Instagram pictures with an amused expression. "Well, she seems to be living a glamorous life. But I must say, the original Adriana in this room is far more captivating."

I couldn't help but laugh at his cheeky compliment, realizing that even in the age of social media, Luca found ways to keep our moments lighthearted and full of playful banter.

As I lounged in bed, scrolling through Instagram antics with Luca, a message notification popped up on my phone. Opening it, I discovered news that both excited and surprised me – a last-minute shoot in Monaco tomorrow.

Turning to Luca, I shared the unexpected development. "Guess what, darling? I've got a shoot in Monaco tomorrow!"

He looked momentarily puzzled, then realization dawned. "Monaco? That's fantastic! But wait, can I come too?"

I couldn't help but grin at his enthusiasm. "Of course, amore! Your spontaneous charm might just steal the spotlight in Monaco."

And just like that, what started as a casual Instagram check turned into the prospect of a glamorous escapade in Monaco. Because when you're with Luca Romano, even work-related messages turn into opportunities for shared adventures.