BEAUTIFUL PÚSSY ~~~~

VALENTINA POV

Dimitri APPEARED in my doorway after I had showered and dressed. “Cristo santo, Tina. I was worried about you last night. Are you okay?”

He was dressed like a fashion model, expensive fabrics carelessly draped over his lean frame, his hair perfectly styled. His features were softer than Vincenzo’s, handsome in a more classical sense. His mother must have been beautiful, too.

I sighed and waved him in. “Barely. I was scared shitless.”

“I can believe it. That was a bad storm.” He shook his head and closed the door. “My father’s temper is a fearsome thing. He must have been very mad at you to leave you out there.”

I figured I could level with Dimitri. “He asked me not to wear the black bikini during his meeting with Dante.”

“And you wore it?” Dimitri winced. “Bella, that was asking for trouble.”

“I know, and he later explained why. But I didn’t know any of that at the time. I should be able to wear what I want.”

“You don’t know many Italian men, do you?”

“There are plent