Salvador Estaban, feared, dangerous Brazilian cartel leader, surprises himself when he falls for the nurse that caters to his and his men's injuries, Mona Capriotti. Little does he know, she's so much more than just the nurse...
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Salvador
The morning after. And Mona is always the only woman I want to hang around with for it. I'll make her breakfast.
I get up from the bed. This is the first time I've woken up without a headache for a whole fucking year.
I go to the kitchen and look through the fridge and cupboard and gather stuff for omelette.
I got with a couple other girls while I was apart from Mona. With encouragement from my stupid friends and despite Thiago's many protests. And no one is like her. Hooking up with all of those women only made me realise that Mona is one in a billion.
And I plan to propose to her as soon as possible. When it's the right time of course, but I can't live the rest of my life without her.
I'm sure that she's gotten with other guys too. I mean look at her, she's fucking stunning, and she exudes sexuality and confidence. Who wouldn't want her. Even though the thought of it makes me want to kill.
"Bom Dia baby." She says as she walks in wearing short shorts and a tight top. Fuck me. She's always so sexy. Without even trying. Her hair is messy and it gives me flashbacks from last night.
"You still speak Portuguese?" I asks as she sits on a stool in the kitchen.
"Of course," she says taking a sip of the water i pass to her "I want to speak your language."
I smile at her sweet intentions and she starts eating the piece of omelette that I offer her. "Delicious Salvador."
When she says that all I can think about is the image of her naked. The fucking beauty of it. Delicious indeed.
We eat and she moans gratefully throughout. I'm glad she likes it but I hope this new moaning when eating thing isn't a public occurrence. I want to be the only one that hears that beautiful noise.
"You better not get into the habit of that." I say while eating.
"Of what?"
"Making that noise while you eat."
"What noise?"
I imitate her moaning and she throws a tea towel at me and laughs.
"Or what?" She says "I can moan into the ear of anyone I like"
"Not if you want them alive." I say and she just smiles and rolls her eyes. But I'm not joking.
