~Camila~
"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕"
To the world, Camila is a breath of fresh air; a woman of gentle smiles and a joyful heart. Her charm is her armor, and her intellect is her weapon.
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Luciano's Point Of View
"Don, she's approaching," Sandro informed me. I glared at the man I held captive, my gaze cold and unforgiving.
"Take him out the back. If it's locked, throw him over the balcony. You know the way," I said, my voice cold. He nodded, then dragged the man by his collar out of my office.
I ripped the buttons of the blood-stained shirt off my body, the fabric clinging to my chest as I went to the bathroom to grab a fresh one.
Her knock came the moment I emerged, and I hurried to the door to find her standing there, her driver beside her.
I dismissed the driver with a curt nod, and pulled her inside, locking the door behind us.
I pinned her against the wall, my hand circling her throat.
Our lips met with a force that left me breathless. Her gloss stained my lips, the tang of apple sweet on my tongue.
I pressed my thighs into hers, wanting her to feel the raw power of my desire. A moan escaped her lips, a sound that made cock harder.
I sucked on her bottom lip, pushing her further into the wall, my need for her growing with each kiss.
I pulled back, my gaze sweeping over her curves, lingering on the swell of her tits.
The satin black dress she wore clung to her body, outlining her perfect figure.
"On your knees." I ordered. Delight flickered across her face. She was so obedient, a fact that fueled my desire even further.
Beneath her angelic exterior, a wild, kinky spirit lay dormant.
"Meet me on the sofa." I said, turning away and walking to the sofa. I stretched out, my legs spread wide.
She got down on all fours, her luscious ass swaying as she crawled towards me. When she reached me, she kept her head low, her eyes focused on my lap.
"I want you closer, Gem." I growled. She placed her palms on either side of my knees, supporting her weight, her face a mere inch from my dick.
The image of her taking my cock into her mouth, my hands in her hair, squeezing her breast, sent a wave of heat through me.
"I want you to pleasure me, Gem." I said, my voice a low rumble. She met my gaze, her eyes bright and mischievous.
"Luciano." She whispered, the word tumbling out as a moan.
I wanted to take her into my mouth, to lose myself in her, but I held back, wanting to savor the anticipation.
"I know what you're thinking, sweetheart, but I don't want you to give me a blowjob, not yet." I raised out. "You'll find other ways to please me. I promise I'll reward you."
