STEFANO Her lips felt so fucking soft, feeling my senses. I was sucking on her lips, diving in and out of her lips with our tongues intertwining as I took the air away from her lungs and replaced it with mine. Her petite arms wrapped around my broad shoulder, tangling with his messy dark hair. She ran her hands through it and yanked a fistful of it."So fucking soft" I whispered on her lips once I pulled out. I could see the lust she had for me in her eyes too.My carouse hands trailed from her cheeks down to her neck, trailing down to her engorged breasts. I felt her toes curling up in delight. Her hands instantly left my hair to my pants, undoing it whilst I did the same to her.We both yanked our clothes away, carelessly flinging them and not caring where they landed. I dragged my fingers down to her abdomen, studying her inch by inch.An airily moan left her lips feeling my fingers sensually rub at her waist."You are so fucking hot" my breath caressed her tender, plump l

STEFANO My feet seemed to have a mind of their own as they eagerly hastened me to my hotel room.Finally, I'll go meet my red-haired beauty. I fervently prayed deep down to see her. That woman had infiltrated my thoughts and disarmed any other thinking that wasn't related to her. She had such a strong influence on my mind and my body and I barely even knew her.Fuck. What happened last night wouldn't leave my head. Even in my meeting, I couldn't stop fantasizing about her. Was it her warm and plump sensual lips or could it be her luscious body figure or perhaps it was the way she laughed and smiled back at the beach that got me so inflamed with passion for this mysterious lady? I couldn't hide my anticipation to meet her. I pushed open the doors to my room only to meet with an empty abode.My worst fears had come to play. My heart sank a million miles and I almost felt like screaming. Why didn't she just stay and wait for her? What was the rush to go? Still wallowing in

LEILAMy heart raced, my palms began to sweat, and my mind surged with questions and worst-case scenarios. I kept replaying the moment in my head, trying to make sense of it all."Mom?!" I called out to my mother as fear wrapped its five fingers around my heart, causing my breath to become erratic.I quickly rushed out of the house, hoping to see my mother unarmed and alone but all I could see was a black van a few meters from the house, driving down the street.Dreadfully frightened, I screamed out my mother's name and bolted with every energy in me, trying to meet up with the distant black van."Fuck! Mom is in there!" I cried and sprinted simultaneously as my heart sank further."Leila!!" My mother's trembling voice cried out, at that moment I knew she was in serious trouble.Soon her scream turned into a muffled cry. I ran as fast as I could but the van was too fast to catch up with.Heaved and exhausted I stopped to catch my breath, my legs quivered and my heart raced to a thousa

The sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the building, Leila's heart raced even faster. The atmosphere in the room became electric with tension as everyone held their breath, awaiting the arrival of whoever was outside.Suddenly, the heavy metal door swung open with a loud crash. Stefano, the tall blonde muscular don stepped into the room with all of his glory.He possessed a striking presence that commanded the attention of everyone. His physical features exuded a potent combination of charm, power and allure.Standing at a height that towered above most, he had a strong and commanding presence. Broad shoulders and a sculpted chest gave him an imposing frame that hinted at his capacity for both protection and dominance.His chiseled face was a captivating blend of rugged masculinity and refined features. His dashing looks were enough to throw any woman on her knees.Sharp cheekbones and a defined jawline accentuated his facial structure, giving him an air of sophistication an

LEILAAs I stepped through the entrance of the mansion's double doors, I was immediately awed by the breathtaking view of the mansion. The interior saturated with a mix of Italian luxury and comfort.Sunlight poured through the towering windows, casting a warm glow on the polished marble floors that stretch out before me. The air was filled with a subtle scent of fresh flowers, mingling with the delicate fragrance of beeswax candles that flickered softly in ornate candle sticks.My gaze was drawn to the soaring ceilings adorned with intricate, hand-painted murals depicting scenes of mythological tales and celestial wonders alongside this man and pictures of other people who seemed really close to him, like his family members. The walls adorned with luxurious silk tapestries, showcasing a mosaic of colors, with this I could easily tell that he had an impeccable taste and love for art.Plush velvet sofas and chairs beckoned with their rich crimson and gold tones, adding a regal touch to