Lucy Greene and Enzo Russo find each other in a twist of fate and instantly desire takes them over.
But as the real world creeps in around them, it seems that fate has played a trick on them.
Lucy Greene is on her year abroad in Italy when she mee...
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When Sophia texted me after her outing with Lucy that it was her birthday coming up, I couldn't believe that she hadn't told me.
Even now, two days later Lucy hasn't mentioned her birthday once. I'm not sure if it's because of her childhood or just the way she is that she doesn't want to celebrate her birthday, but I know one thing for certain, I'm going to change it.
Sitting on my sofa, I wait for Lucy to arrive after her lecture. Before me is a stack of presents, flowers and everything else I could think of to make Lucy feel special.
When I hear the sound of her knocking at the door, I move quickly and hurry to let her in. She looks small and out of place as she smiles up at me, but beautiful, so beautiful that my breath catches in my throat.
"Hi gorgeous," I mumble as I hold my hand out for her to take, "how was your day."
"It was fine." She replies, holding my hand tightly in hers as I lead her to where I want to go.
Just before we enter the living room, I pull her against my chest and tip her head to look up at me with my knuckles.
"When were you going to tell me it was your birthday, Stellina?" I tease as I hold her close against my chest.
Lucy's breath catches in her throat before she looks down unsurely.
"I'm sorry." She whispers, "I-I just never normally celebrate it. It didn't seem like a big deal."
"Sweetheart," I sigh heavily, "I am going to make up for all the years you haven't celebrated."
Covering her eyes with my palms, I spin her around and gently guide her into the living room.
Once I'm satisfied that the sight before Lucy's eyes is truly special, I move my hands.
"Oh Enz!" Lucy's face lights up with gorgeous joy as she stares at the pile of presents.
Instead of rushing to unwrap them, Lucy spins around and jumps into my arms.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She squeals, covering my face in kisses as I hold her against my chest.
"You're welcome, sweetheart. You deserve it."
I stare up at her beautiful, beaming face unable to understand how a demon like me is holding an angel like her in my arms.
Placing her gently down on the floor, I give her amazing ass a little tap, "go open those presents sexy."
I can tell from the way her pupils dilate that she likes it when I order her about, boy is she going to enjoy that little present in the corner.
Lucy settles herself in a neat little pile on the floor next to the presents and then looks at me expectantly.
"What?" I chuckle as I sit on the sofa, taking a sip from my whiskey.
"Ummm..." Lucy bites her lip adorably as she looks around, looking a little overwhelmed.
"Which one should I open first?"
Smiling, I slide off the sofa and pull Lucy into my lap. She instantly settles against my chest and warms my heart.
"I'll give you the presents I want you to open, good?"
"Thank you." She hums softly, "I like it when you take control sometimes."
"Oh really?" I say with a growing smirk on my face at her words, "I know exactly which present you should open first."
Reaching over her, I pick up the little box with the most exciting present inside.
Lucy looks over her shoulder at me with a grin so full of innocence that I almost feel guilty about corrupting it.
She opens the red wrapping paper to reveal a smooth black box. Still oblivious to its contents, she turns around and grins at me again.
"Open it, sweetheart." I kiss the top of her head, "and then we can play."
At my words, I can almost feel the shiver of arousal running down her back as she eagerly lifts the top of the box and then her faces falls blank.
For a moment, I feel terrible. Then her face flushes with excitement and desire.
"Wow..." she mumbles and then my little vixen gives me a terribly naughty smirk.
The rest of the presents have long been forgotten, we'll return to them later, as Lucy stands and moves to leave the room. I make a move to follow her but she shakes her golden hair at me and fixes me with an expression which froze my movements.
"Stay." She orders, making my hands clench and twitch with the desire to ignore her words and pounce.
"I will come a get you in a minute... if you're a good boy."
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A/N
Sorry that this chapter is so short- I just wanted to get something out to you. As you can probably tell, the next chapter is going to be NSFW!
