Alessia Panic rose inside me as I heard the voices of Angelo and his mother resonate through the walls. I didn't know Angelo would bring me to his mother's house. Yes, I don't know a thing about his family background, but judging by the way she reacted to his visit, it shows they're not on good terms. Curiosity gnawed and I found myself getting up and walking in the direction of the bedroom. "Seeing your face always reminds me of that night, Angelo." Was the words of his mother that I heard. My heart thumped inside. It meant they were arguing. "I know Mother. I know you don't want me anywhere near you but please allow me to take you out of this shackle. We can-""No Angelo. I don't want to go with you, stay with you, or associate myself with a murderer. Joining the mafia world wouldn't change anything. You're no different from the enemies. Just leave." I heard the sound of footsteps making me rush away from the door. My head turned at her words. Why was she referring him to as a mu
AlessiaI stared at the whiteboard boringly as Marco explained what there was to know about the client I would be working with. He had been on one thing for the past two hours going from one direction to another. I told them I could handle it myself but they wouldn't free me saying Angelo had assigned them to coach me."Can we rest for a bit?" I said jerking my head back in an exhausting manner. "Your teaching is boring," I added seeing as he wasn't ready to back down."I won't be held responsible by Angelo though." "You have nothing to worry about. I can handle him." I dismissed. Kelvin was the one who started the coaching. He told me the kind of person Mrs. Martinez is. A woman who owns a lot of popular fashion agencies in Italy. A hot-tempered and no-nonsense woman.I know I wasn't up for any competition but thinking about how I would be introduced to a different world sends chills down my spine. "Hi, guys." Annie's voice sounded through the door. She was holding a tray containing
AlessiaMy body relaxes and I cupped his face deepening the kiss. Angelo's hand stopped at the small of my back. He sucked on my lower lip for the longest time before pulling away. We rested our foreheads on each other, with our breath fanning against each other's faces. "Do you have an idea of what you just did?" He whispered. "I did nothing," I replied equally. "You were practically enjoying your time with Annie too."His thumb brushed off my face, one that made me melt in his touch. "Annie's case is different. You allowed another man to sit next to you." I wanted to laugh at his statement but held it in. "You should have been with me. You left me all alone." I pouted. His forehead left mine. He stared into my eyes. Intently, that had me drowning myself in the pool of his eyes. "I didn't. My attention has been on you all the while. You just didn't notice. You were too busy playing hard to get." I rolled my eyes jerking my face from his hold."Yes. Go. I don't want to talk to you.
AngeloMature content warning!Alessia squirmed underneath me as I trailed kisses over her neck down to her collarbone. My large frame was pressed onto her body making her look petite in front of me. I know I was only deceiving myself for what I feel for her. Lying to myself that my recent softness towards her was because of the guilt.But the truth is, I wanted her so badly. To be around me. I want to wake up every morning and see her face. Love is a strong word to use. Heck, I don't even know if what I feel for her was love. But I like her. I like Alessia. Seeing the way men were drooling over her earlier at the beach, the way their eyes were raking over her body lustfully, made me realize what I was missing. Alessia's hand met with the back of my head, snapping me out of my trance. I stared into her eyes and we held each other's gaze. Everything about her was just fucking perfect. I want to bury myself deep inside her body in a way that her brain will only contain my thoughts and
Alessia I pulled up the zipper of my jeans and rushed out of the room. Angelo's touch still lingered on my body making more heat flow through my body. My heart thumped loudly as I descended down praying Angelo and his men hadn't left yet. I ignored Annie calling out to me. I know for a fact that I wouldn't allow our moment to go to waste. I saw Angelo about to hop inside the car. "Angelo wait," I called out to him. He turned around and fixed his confused eyes on me. I stepped down the veranda and made a run to him. "I want to tag along," I said trying to catch my breath."Why? We are going on a—"I cut him off by taking a step forward, leaning over to his ears. "You can fuck me in the car. I don't mind." I whispered. A smirk curved up his lips when I jerked away."You want your scream to echo all over the car?" he raised a brow. Trust me, I don't mind. The guys already knew what was going on between Angelo and I. I was damn wet and aroused. The only way to feel better is by Angelo f
Alessia My eyes scanned the beautiful office that has all sorts of fashion patterns design, wall art, and awards. "You haven't met the woman yet, but you're sweating already." I glared at Marco who had been chewing gum and pressing on his phone since our arrival at Mrs. Martinez's office. "I am not sweating. Mind your business." I hissed out. I don't even know why Angelo chose him. Of all people. Kelvin or Elijah would've been better. Not a big mouth like Marco. Who can't stop teasing me about last night in the car."Save your sweat for your hot night with Angelo later." This time around I didn't hold myself back. I lunged my fist on his back resulting in a chuckle to erupt from him. "I will have Angelo deal with you when we get back."He lifted his shoulder in a shrug. "He can't do shit. Why is the woman taking time to show up? We have been here for more than ten minutes." Marco glanced at the closed door. I knew Marco was right. I hadn't met the woman but I was already nervous. I
Alessia Up to the moment Angelo released his hold on me and turned me around to face him, my body was still weak. I didn't expect his question. Heck, the thought of going back home has not crossed my mind lately. Going back home means I will be with my family. I won't have to be chained down in one place filled with dangerous people. I will finally be freed. And will go back to my normal life. Why then do weakness and bitterness come with the feeling of freedom? It was what I've always wanted right? I searched Angelo's eyes for any sign that would show he was only joking around. But the expression on his face itself was confusing to me. I couldn't put a finger on what was going on in his head. Only the fact that his eyes were bloodshot. "Do you mean your words?" I asked in a low voice wanting to be so sure I heard him correctly.He nodded his head with a weak smile which I didn't fail to notice. "Yes, Alessia. I want to set you free. What you've always wanted. To return home to your
AlessiaI kept reminding myself that I didn't care about Angelo. He can do whatever he wants to do and I can do whatever I want to do. What I cared about at the moment was the project I was working on. It's been two days already since our last conversation. Some part of me expected him to run over to me or act as if the conversation didn't take place. But what happened was beyond my expectations. Angelo didn't even care about my existence. He acted as if I wasn't even there. The rest of the guys noticed. They knew something was up but no one wants to tell me the fuck that was going on with him. How he changed overnight. I had decided to work my ass off and make sure the fashion runway was a success, when I get paid, I will leave his fucking house. Just like Marco has been doing two days ago, he picked me up from Mrs. Martinez's fashion industry after we had gone through some budget and plans regarding how the event would be. They were right when they said the woman was short-tempered