Todos los capítulos de My Italian Billionaire : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

( I am so sorry you guys I've never written smut before😭omg I'm sorry🙁)Luciano's POV :It was now the afternoon and Gabriella's still home with me. We were sitting down on the couch eating, well more like she ate and I watched and admired. I don't deserve her, we've been through so much and I know that a lot of people would have been worried about staying. It was all worth it because after all of that...after all of that and I have her. It first started with a little bet with my friends and now I have her. For real with no games. Everything I said to her, every little line that I said in the bathroom was true. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. I didn't think that my heart could ever open for anyone again after what happened with Bella. Or maybe I didn't want to believe it. After that happened it was hard for me to open my heart to people without doubting them. I had turned into a man whore always desperate and thirsty to see the look of sadness on people because

When I reached home, I found a letter on the table. It was from Amara, she had also left to Italy. So now I'm actually alone, just fucking great. I went up to my room and I wallowed and drowned myself in my tears. Of course. Of course my luck in love would fail on me, it was bound to happen but darn I just wish I had a little bit longer to fall and have proper fun with it all, that's all I wanted but then again no one really stays. For example, my dad never stayed. Then it was only me and apart of my mom, I say apart of my mom because I know for a fact after that disgustingly ugly divorce it was like apart of her died. I get it. I've always believed, ever since I was a child that when we're born, there's always a person in your future waiting for you. They are the other part of your heart, they fix what so many others have broken in you. They are the glue that holds you together. For my mom, I really still think it's my dad, though they're divorced and he's moved forward sometimes, jus

I was contemplating the whole day if I should run back into my bosses office and cancel the Italy trip. It’s just a bad thing waiting to happen I know it. After my boss let me leave early, I went walking in the city. I stopped at my most favourite cafe ever and now I’m sitting alone in a corner with my laptop open. I know what you must be thinking what do I need it open for exactly? Well I’m debating whether or not I should look him up and find out where in Italy he is. So one part of my mind is telling me the obvious facts, he’s your ex Gabriella. Don’t go back to him. He’s moved on with his life. YOU have to move on with your life. Then the other part is stating facts I would not mind to be true. He probably still remembers you. You need to know if he works at where I’m going. This is just so you can avoid seeing him accidentally. It will rule out your doubts. My hand went to the key board typing the first letter of his name which I deleted and re typed a few more times. I then slamm

I looked up to see who the mysterious voice was and of course...Luciano Martini. "Yeah sure that would be helpful." He pulled a tissue for my issue from his suit pocket and handed it over to me as he sat down, I realized where he was about to sit but looks like he made that observation for himself."Is that your throw up?" He asked with a little laugh. He always had a pretty laugh and I didn't need to really see that."Sorry...it was an accident and I couldn't find a bathroom in this big ass plac-""No it's fine, I don't think that many people actually throw up on the floor intentionally but for the next time you feel like throwing up just remember the bathrooms on the right.""That information would have been really useful a few minutes ago, but um anyway hi, I'm Gabr-""Oh no you don't have to explain, I know who you are. Do...Do you still remember me? Luciano?""Of course I do, how could I forget, you were basically the best and how can we ever forget the worst thing that ever happ

Luciano's POVI fell back onto my bed thinking about all of the things that happened today. I thought I'd never see her again. For seven years I didn’t see her. Thinking back I could have saved it, I could have saved our whole relationship. That night, I had some big plans, I was going to give her a promise ring then we'd go and watch some fireworks to end the night off, but that got ruined because my dad had gotten himself into some scandal and he said he needed me to come over. He said he needed me to come over and help him whilst the company was crumpling down and I tried telling him I can’t and asked if I could come later on because I wanted to give my full attention to Gabriella but no, he insisted I get on a plane right away. If I didn’t, he would cut me off. Meaning I’d lose every little thing. Everything. He was stressed out about the scandal, I can’t even remember what it was exactly about but all I know is that he was adamant on me getting there as fast as possible. I didn’t