A young lady was seen, standing close to a glassy window as she looked out the night view of the busy street of Italy. It's been two years now that she and her family had moved here and she still couldn't stop admiring the beauty of the street through her window. It has turned out to be a habit to her whenever she is bored or expecting someone, she would just get busy staring at the busy road. Her name is Isabella Laurenza, and she is an African-American. She is a eighteen-year-old lady with dark skin and short black hair that cascaded over her upper shoulder. Her features are accentuated by her sharp brows, enchanting brown eyes, and small pink lips. Her short, brown, afro-styled hair perfectly framed her oval face. She is endowed in both areas, giving her the appearance of being chubby whilst still being beautiful. As she looked out the window, her dark skin seemed to glow in the sunlight. She took in a deep breath, closing her eyes as she inhaled the scent of the freshly baked pa
"Oh no!". Isabella gasped as she kicked her phone to the ground and jumped down from the bed, frantically searching for her underwear around the corner. She found her panties on the ground and quickly wore it with her heart pounding rapidly as the sounds of their footsteps kept getting closer to her room. "Isabella are you okay?", Isaiah asked worriedly as the phone screen was blank and he could barely see a thing. "Fuck!", Isabella cussed as she grabbed her skirt from the ground, struggling to pull it up to her waist but Immediately, her room door opened and Bianca came in. She tugged her skirt up to her waist then sat down on her bed, trying to keep a straight face as if nothing happened. "Isabella", Isaiah called again and Isabella groaned when she heard his voice. She had forgotten to end the call. Isabella hurriedly reached down for her phone then hung up the call before turning to face Bianca who was standing at the door. "Hey Bianca, what are you doing here?", Isabella as
They arrived at the bar a minute later since it was one of the closest bars which was not too far from their home. Bianca offered the car key to the valet who had approached her immediately he had spotted her driving into the driveway with a car. Isabella opened the door and stepped down from the car before she locked it. "Is this the place?", Isabella asked as she walked to where Bianca was standing while waiting for her. "Of course", Bianca responded and she took Isabella's hand then led the way into the bar. Immediately they entered, music started booming from every corner, with lights twinkling above the middle of the room. It was noisy and filled with a bunch of people, who were dancing on the dance floor and screaming along with the music. Bianca held her wrist firmly so they wouldn't lose hold of themselves while they both snaked their way through the crowd till they arrived at the bar where there was enough space that they could breath. It was Isabella's first time here s
Isabella was lost, staring at this handsome stranger's eyes. His sparkling green eyes were mysterious and so was his handsome face. He was dressed in a black expensive suit that hugged his strong muscles and outlined his manly figure. "It's Matteo Mario Domenico ", One of them who recognized his face, yelled in horror among the crowd and some of the people who were scared began to run helter-skelter. Matteo Mario Domenico is a well-feared good looking man. He was known as a Mafia because of the background of his family, but he was a businessman and a bastard billionaire who owned one of the biggest hotels in Italy. He had come here in disguise as he didn’t want to be noticed by people who got scared of his present, to make a business proposal with one of his client. Everything was going on well until he came across this woman who had ran into him and revealed his identity in front of everyone. Matteo stared back at Isabella’s small brown eyes with a trace of inquiry in his eyes.
"It's not what you think Leonardo", Matteo said calmly, like he wasn’t bothered by Leonardo’s present. He furrowed his brow as he loosened his tie and began to take off his shirt, not minding if Leonardo was still standing at the door. "What do you expect me to think when I saw you kissing her?", Leonardo said, with his brow knitted. “And why are you taking off your shirt?”, He asked with a sly smile. “I need to shower”, Matteo responded as he ripped off his shirt. Isabella gasped aloud when she heard the ruffle sound of Matteo’s shirt being torn apart. She averted her gaze to Matteo who stood beside her and began to inspect his body; from his broad shoulder down to his narrow waist. She hasn't seen any man naked before except from her online boyfriend who definitely do not have the type of stunning body Matteo had. Isabella swallowed hard when she came across the full sleeve tattoo on his biceps. She couldn’t take her eyes off him as her body heated up in lust. She wanted to fe
Early in the morning, Isabella opens her eyes slightly, feeling weak and tired as she wakes up in an unfamiliar rich surrounding. She began to feel a hard headache and she placed her hand on her forehead to ease the pain. As she opens her eyes, trying to adjust to the bright light in her surroundings, she realizes that this isn't her room nor is it her house. The whole place was very luxurious and wide. She was laying on a king-size bed which also didn't felt like hers. Isabella's heart began convulsing in fear as she tried to remember how she ended up here. She couldn't remember anything, no matter how hard she tried. She felt someone breathing softly behind her and a heavy hand wrapped around her waist. She could feel a masculine body pressed against her back, it felt so strong and warming. She struggled to turn back to have a look of the person sleeping behind her and to her greatest surprise, it was a man. A fucking handsome white man that she had never came across in her en
Leonardo's gaze grew colder as he stared at Isabella with an irritated look on her face. “What’s wrong, Haven’t you seen a white man before?”, He asked coldly and she didn’t give him a respond. Isabella's head was down, looking at the ground in embarrassment just to avoid his cold gaze. She was so scared that her legs went numb and her body suddenly turned cold. Leonardo stayed calm and didn't say a word, only his eyes were able to speak how he felt about her. Hatred.... He had drunk to stupor last night just to calm his rage after Matteo had restricted him from sharing this slutty woman in front of him. He thought that Matteo did that to have her all to himself, which he believes. Although he and Matteo share everything together, the same room, the same work mostly everything but what Matteo did yesterday was unacceptable to him, all because of this low class, fat, ugly black woman. He wondered what interest his brother finds in her. She's dark and fat. He hates fat women!. He pre
The fear rising in Isabella's heart made her suddenly feel weak, knowing full well she can't overpower two men at the same time just to get away. She turned her head to face Matteo who stood at the door where he'd had come out from his room. Both he and Leonardo were staring intensely at each other's eyes as if they wanted to pick up a fight. Isabella tried to keep her head low but seeing Matteo on just his shorts and no shirt made it impossible for her. She couldn't help but admire his lower body, his strong abs and powerful body structure. Looking at the two men, she thought they were twins. Their heights are exactly the same and she felt intimidated by their towering figure standing close to her. Isabella was terrific at the sight in front of her to the extent her hands started sweating as she imagined the two men dragging her into the room against her own will just to take advantage of her. The thought of them both inserting their cock into her scared her. She haven't fucked