“Tu sei la mia vita, amore..." translates to "you are my life, love...."
Uhhhh….. Mmmmh…. Ald… mmmm... Sarah moaned breathily. Her hands were in his hair, stroking it with her fingers as he ignited passion within her walls. Though his beard was always clean-shaven, it had been a few days since he last shaved and tiny invisible hair had started poking out of his skin. She could feel it as the hair rubbed against her thighs, causing a ticklish sensation up her spine. He steadied himself in between her thighs, taking in her scent, lapping up every bit of her arousal. His tongue set her body on fire. She wriggled in place, frustration and pleasure coursing through her veins like lightning bolts. His hands, too, were busy. He had a finger inserted into her as his tongue attacked hers. First one finger, then another, before she knew it, Aldo had succeeded in putting 3 fingers inside her. She didn’t object, she barely even realized it because she was so engrossed in the sensations he was making her feel. Aldo was having the time of his life. His name rolled off
It was never really lights out at the mansion. Regardless of the hour, there were always people patrolling the grounds, the lights outside the mansion stayed on at all times. Security and control were of the utmost priority, which explains the cameras. Before, the patrols used to happen even indoors, but since Sarah moved here, they have been seized.Sitting in the control room, Marco stared intently at the lovely couple in the kitchen as they got snacks to share. It must be nice to have someone to spend your night with. Sure, they bickered a lot and sometimes Mrs. Accardi was particularly unreasonable, but there was no doubt in the heart of everyone who knew them that they were made for each other.It’s not like Aldo was perfect, he hid his identity from her and then kidnapped her when she found out and tried to run away. Marco sat in the quiet of the night reflecting, he certainly wasn’t a log of wood. He, too, had a special person. But Marco is nothing like Aldo and Lana, well, tha
"Berardo, brother, welcome. Long time no see,” a guard said as he rushed to greet the giant of a man who just landed on the mansion’s private helipad.Walking with sturdy, meticulous steps, the man called Berardo approached the mansion. Not a word from him to the hearing of the other guards. Nothing but a nod. The serious expression on his face never seemed to fade out. Not out of malice or disdain for the men in front of him; they were comrades after all. But this was his way, and they all seemed to acknowledge that.The pissed-off look on his face never seemed to be enough to stop the giggling batch hovering around him. Along with the men on his side, he made his way off the helipad, through the garden, and into the mansion. Then he went straight to Aldo’s study to report for duty.To his surprise, the early-rising, stern man that was his boss was nowhere to be found. Funny, it was 8 am at this point, Aldo was always up and functioning by 6 am. Could the boss have fallen ill? No one
‘Mmm…’ Sarah moaned, pissed by the warm light hitting her skin. She was exhausted. “5 more minutes…” she mumbled as she begged herself “just five more minutes and then we’ll get up and get things done.” But there is no more sleep for her now that her overly anxious planner side was awake. She slowly opened her eyes, grumbling to herself as the bright sun rays graced her vision. The first sight was a little blurry, she had been so drunk last night and now her head was pounding. She yawned, and rubbed her eyes, the second sight was unfamiliar. It didn’t look like her hotel room or any of the ones she remembers from the days before. She blinked a couple of times before analyzing the room. It was large and elegantly decorated, the detail was too precise, not like a hotel. If it were a hotel she’d have to break her bank to pay for such a luxurious room. But if it wasn’t a hotel……. The realization that she was at a random person’s house and could possibly have been kidnaped h
He was quick to grab her. Her hands were still glued to her eyes and there was nothing to leverage her fall. Realizing that he may have gone too far with this little joke he explained himself. “You can open your eyes we met at Julia’s party last night.” Her heat calmed almost instantly Julia is her friend whose wedding she was planning. If he knows Julia then she has to be safe. Sarah slowly opened her eyes. But the man had not yet let go of her and so she found herself in a rather odd position when she opened her eyes. One of those cringe scenes from romance movies when the female lead trips and get caught ever so gracefully by the male lead. She had always hated those melodramatic story lines but here she was living one, it was ridiculous. As if he had been reading her mind he made sure she was standing properly and then slowly let go. Maybe he wasn’t the romantic type, either, but boy was he fine. He looked like he was sculpted by the Gods, no, like he was a god. S
“Thanks for bringing me here I have been exhausted these past few days.” “I would expect that, considering, you are planning a wedding that you are also maid of honor at. Justino is so thoughtless for putting you through this.” He said and sipped on his coffee, his expression was different for a second. It gave of a bit of annoyance, like he was mad. “Not Justin, Julia, she is the one who is putting me through this. So I suggest we don’t blame him, Julia can be quite persuasive when she wants something. “Sarah replied with a sigh. She suddenly remembered something and gasped. “Today I need to supervise the video dairies. What is the time now?” “9 AM” he said calmly. A maid walked in and he gestured for her to come closer and deliver this things in her hands. She bowed politely to Sarah and carefully placed her phone and purse on the table next to her before rising and walking out. A gracious smile laced Sarah’s lips as she said thank you to the maid with a whisper and
Aldo offered Sarah a ride to town. Of course she accepted it, it’s not like she had another means of getting there. There was so much work to be done, she was quite proud of herself for getting this far. Without, you know, breaking down. She tried her best, it was bestie’s wedding after all. The car ride took almost two hours and the whole time Sarah was going over her duties in her head trying to create the schedule in her mind and get things in order. The sited next to her, Aldo was quite busy himself, staring endlessly at his tablet. Seemed to be going over some work. Sarah stopped for a moment. He was so focused, if she stole a glance he wouldn’t notice would he? She took one look, just one look, and quickly retracted her gaze. He was too beautiful, too much to comprehend with just one glance so she looked again. Unfortunately the second time wasn’t as stealthy as she had hoped it would be. Their eyes suddenly met, caught up in a super tensed atmosphere, there was
‘Act surprised, act surprised, act surprised’ Aldo thought to himself as he walked to the hotel lobby. He had spent hours researching how to create a meet cute ‘unintentionally’. Now that he was marching into the lobby on one of the hotels he owns he suddenly felt nervous, like a teenager meeting his crush. He planned this out himself why was his mind acting like this? The plan was simple and everything was ready. He called Julia earlier and found out where Sarah was staying, drove there before Sarah returned, got rid of his guards so he could appear more approach able and stood in an inconspicuous position. He was constantly monitoring the revolving doors. As soon as she walks in all he would have to do is call out to her like he wasn’t expecting to see her , make small talk and then invite her to dinner –all while acting like he had work to do here.it shouldn’t be too hard to come up with something, I mean, it is his hotel after all. As he sat, eyes fixed to the front