❃ 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...
The play of light reflected from water or a mirror; a sunlit area; figuratively. A woman who flaunts her charms or wishes to dazzle you with her elegance.
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S H I R A ' S P O V
It hasn't even been a month yet and here I am teasing and seducing Valerius De Santis. What am I even thinking? Hearing Valerius groan and curse out loud, I sprinted to my room and closed the door beside me, locking it.
I inhaled and exhaled, controlling my heartbeat which felt as if I ran in the Olympics. The throb in my lower regions was eager to be touched but I held back.
After cleaning myself up and dressing in comfortable clothing, I opened my door to be met with an extremely hot Valerius, who was wearing just a pair of plain black joggers that hung loosely on his waist teasing me with his hot V line.
"Visto qualcosa che ti piace, bellissima?" He winked with a smile sported on his face. I wanted to pounce on him like the tiger he calls me. I averted my eyes from his waist to look through the railing, noticing Riccardo with his amazing navy blue suit.
(T: Saw something you like, beautiful.)
"Si, una cosa che mi piace molto" I replied. Valerius looked where my eyes directed towards and he clenched his fists, his veins in his forearms were even sexier than they were before and his knuckles turned white. Valerius doesn't know that Riccardo is gay so it was funny watching his reaction.
(T: Yes, something I really like)
Leaving him in the middle of the hall, I went down the stairs and greeted Riccardo and hugged him. I felt those icy eyes that make my lower regions sweat with arousal, bore holes in my back. I questioned Riccardo with the usual about Alejandro, then left him to complete his job.
Walking into the kitchen, two little monsters greeted me with a big "Boo!" I gasped and laughed it off. Kneeling, I tickled them both for their little mischievous act. Lorena laughed and placed only two plates on the table.
"Are you and the kids not eating, Lorena?" I stood up and helped her bring the rest of the equipment. "We have already eaten, you and Val took a very long time upstairs." She replied, emphasising the word 'very' as a small smirk was playing on her lips.
"Oh...Um sorry for the delay, the flour was hard to get out of my hair." That was the best excuse I could currently come up with but noticing how Lorena trying to keep a straight face made my face heat up with embarrassment.
"Mm, sure? Anyway, I have to speak to you about something later." Lorena looked at me as the amusement in her face faded. "Is something wrong? Have I done something?" I asked, holding a questioning yet worried gaze as I stared in the motherly eyes. Lorena's face brightened up and shook her head 'no'.
"No, darling. Meet me in the garden after you have eaten , I have a little surprise." She grabbed my chin gently and caressed my cheek. I smiled and nodded before taking a seat.
