The Italian's Innocent Mistress

Chapter Nine.

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Bellissa woke up to golden sunset. The orange beams of light streamed into the room at  Leonardo's villa in Sardinia.
It  was so quite, the only sound was the whoosh of the sea as it rushed onto the sand. Inhaling a lungful of sea air, feeling the light air moved against her skin like a feather.  Her eyes devoured the view of clear turquoise water lapped at secluded coves and the palm trees swayed lazily in the morning breeze. The villa  was awe-inspiring, paradise even that made her wonder how truly rich Leonardo was.

Last night after they dined at the local restaurant and drive to the villa she was horrified at the aspect of spending the night alone with Leonardo. He had shamelessly suggested that they could share a room much to her horror. She had to firmly remind him that their agreement didn't include her being another notch in his bed post.

Of course he laughed at her and showed her the guest room. His subdued laugh almost proved her undoing, as she stomped away without a goodnight or thank you.

Standing before the glass wall of the en-suite guest room, it was a new dawn with a view to die for, she sighed contently. She intended making the most of her staying in the villa by trying to relax, which proved to be quite difficult just thinking Leonardo was at the next room. But she'd try harder.

Already made her resolve, she would grab a glass of juice and go the sun lounger. Listen to the soothing soundtrack of the ocean lashing hard against the rocks and maybe read a book. Yes definitely read a book, but she needed to find one first since didn't carry any.

But first she needed to freshen up.

Twenty minutes later, Bellissa was still wondering aimlessly at the villa trying to locate a book, magazine or anything to amuse herself without success. Of course she'd go swimming but didn't have the appropriate costume to do so, and the prospect of Leonardo walking up to catch her half naked was daunting and made her body turned pink.

A sudden thought struck her. This is Leonardo's villa so he'd known where the books at, if there were any. Strutting across the corridor she came to huge French door and knocked lightly. Waiting for a minute there was no answer she pushed the door and alas it wasn't locked. She peeped in calling Leonardo but he was soundly asleep. How could he be intimidating when he was asleep? Strands of dark hair fallen carelessly over his forehead giving him a roguish look. The bold black brows and darkened jaw were wholly masculine and as for that sensual mouth—

Stop it. The self-admonition came as a silent scream.

Okay it's not like he could see her there is no harm in admiring a fine specimen. Unable to help herself Bellissa walked in closer trailing her eyes on a silk sheet on his hips left his bare chest of perfectly hard muscles on display. His pectorals were sprinkled with dark hair trailing down to his stomach and continue below the sheet.

Color seeped into her face yet she couldn't get her eyes off him. No woman could anyway, she decided as she kept ogling him. After having a fill of his body she decided not to disturb him and find anything cool her down. Maybe she could go and collect shells.

Half way to the door a naughty, naughty thought entered her mind. Suddenly she was overwhelmed by the prospect and tiptoed back beside the bed.

"Mmh! was he wearing anything under that sheet?"Strings of butterflies swam in her belly as she stared up into his sprawled body and greedily drank it in.

Ooh Blast! Curiosity got the best of her. The fact she hadn't seen a male anatomy in person except for what can be found in internet her eyes glittered feverishly. She wouldn't touch it just getting a tiny, tiny glimpse. Bracing herself she leaned forward to his huge king-sized bed. Her heart pounding uncomfortably on her throat, she paused for a few second and waving her hand before his face to be sure he was asleep.