A deal she can't refuse.
A billionare offers her a job on his private island.
It's a secret competition and who wins marries Lorenzo. But he forgot to mention her that part.
Lorenzo, A cruel Italian mafia leader. He doesn't date. Neither does he...
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Hope's POV
I quickly as possible cover my boobs with my hands only to see Lorenzo is still staring at them. He walks over to me and slowly whispers in my ear: "Don't try to hide your beautiful body" as I listen to his slow calmly breathing he says it so nicely I almost melt. I feel my legs start to shake a little because of how he makes me feel. He is shocked when I do this but honestly, I a even more shocked myself than him when I drop my hands and I am standing in front of him naked in only my panties with my boobs out.
He pulls his shirt down and continues to observe my body.Lorenzo has a sexy body, it's the best work of art. His tattoes cover almost every part of his body.
~A tattoo is a true poetic creation, and is always more than it meets the eye. When the tattoo is grounded on living skin, so its essence emotes a poignancy unique to the mortal human condition. (V.Vale)~ I love this quote. It makes me wonder what is the reason he has so many tattoes on his body.
"We can keep staring at each other and keep appreciating each other bodies or we can go in the car and drive somewhere to fuck" He says and I can't help but blush. I get wet. I don't even think straight.
"Yes, let's go" I put my shirt back on, Put on my pants and we leave the cabin. It is beautiful standing at the river and when it is dark I see the moon its a really beautiful view.
"Can we stay here and talk for a little longer?" I ask him not facing him, because even though I know he just wants to go so he can fuck me fast I want to stay here and watch the river flow. He surprised me when he agrees. We sit on the little wooden desk and talked for hours. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ "Wait really? You in high school? I don't believe it" I laugh and he laughs .
"I promise you it's true. I was the best in the class I only read books and studied." He laughs
"I can't believe it, I don't judge or anything but honestly to me you look like the type of man who left the school before it even started" I say and we both laugh.
"What about you? How was your high school?"He asks when we stop laughing.
"It was nice" i lie, until my dad died, I laugh inside of me even though I know I could never say it to him out loud.
"Should we go back slowly? It's cold" I ask when I look at the time it is 3am in the morning
"What the fuck? How long have we been here for it's fucking 3 in the morning" I squel
"Really? It's too bad. We should go" he says.
Too bad? He still wants to hang out me ? It makes me wet thinking about him fucking me after we get back. But I don't want to be so easy. I really do not have any choice here.
