As my back sits straight and my eyes burn through the big and broad back of someone I hate with my whole body, his family seems so much more joyful and lightened.
He attacked Emilio and left his other son to fend for himself.
Mia looks nor similar to him as Rosetta and to my surprise nobody in this family but Angelo and Emilio have killed an actual person.
Making someone who once stood and had blood pumping through their body leave this earth and be killed is one thing to say but actually committing that and being the cause is another.
My mouth stands dry and Emilio walks into the kitchen, spotting my legs swaying back and forth underneath the island.
He has a gentle smile on his face that brightens his eyes softly.
As he stands beside my sitting body his eyes travel to my breasts, a little smirk reaching my face.
"Like the dress Emilio" I hiss seductively, fluttering my eyelashes and narrowing my eyes through his.
He chuckles lowly and slides his hands of the cold counter,
It then grabbing my bare and cold thigh, a low gasp exiting my mouth, "I do".
the words slither out his mouth slowly, my eyes following his tongue as it costs his lips gently.
His hand place itself in between my sweet and pink thighs and I break the eye contact, staring down at his hand motions.
I begin pressing my thighs together in response to the sensation of his simple touch.
My eyes widen slightly as his finger circles and sways, brushing against my bare and throbbing clit.
His smile opens and his eyes reach around the room, quickly sticking to mine again, this time a dark and horny look running through him "no panties Michelle" he whispers, his teeth gritting together and his hand leaving my body.
My eyes trail down his tall and broad body and reach his hard and popping boner, the print almost busting through his pants.
Fuck me.
His fingers gently connect with my chin and match our eyes, the side of his lip curled slightly.
His thumb brushes against my lip that was parted with my other and drags it, my body shivering and excited as an answer.
"Let's go to the washroom" he hisses darkly, my eyes lighting up and meeting his heated and impatient emotion.
"I think I'm okay" I whisper sarcastically, slapping his hand away and brightening my face up, the power and control I feel going through the roof.
He laughs gently and grips my throat, my surprised eyes meeting his dark ones, "your gonna regret that amor" he ends, pulling away and walking of,
my face holding a beaten and regretting emotion.
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"So Michelle we're you in want for children by chance" Rosetta asks in hope, it almost shooting through me like a bullet.
I choke on my breathe and widen my eyes, an instant regret filling her emotion as she watches my response.
"Sorry, did I hit a nerve" she pleads, her voice a little uneasy and nervous.
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Our love
RomanceLove isn't always meant to be in the eyes of others. Michelle has seen to many types of love. She admired the love of her two parents, she hated the painful love her father treated her with after a changing event. She most of all loved how much Emil...
