"He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him... or by anyo...
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𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
The ball ended an hour ago. Mrs. Adamos walked all of her guests out, made her students clean up a few things and then demanded we head up to our rooms.
Ariadne and I had sneaked back into the ballroom without anyone noticing and then we sat at separate tables while the sculptures got auctioned off.
Ariadne's sculpture had everyone whispering about how beautiful and amazing it looked. My heart swelled with pride when her sculpture was sold for $22.500.00
My girl is beyond talented and watching her walk on stage and smile bashfully as she shook hands with the person who bought her sculpture made me even prouder.
The sound of the door shutting and being locked pulls me out of my head and back to Ariadne who is biting into her lip.
We're in her room and the air is thick with sexual tension from all the teasing and dirty promises from tonight.
I watch her as she walks over to her vanity table, she stares at me in the mirror as she removes her earrings and lets her hair down.
She gulps and straightens her spine when I walk across her room until I'm standing behind her. She lets out a sigh of approval, closes her eyes and tilts her head to the side when I brush her hair off her shoulder and place a gentle kiss on her neck.
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"Domenico" she moans and reaches back to wrap her arm around my neck
"You're mine, Ariadne. Every single part of you is mine, understand?" I rumble against her soft skin before I lick up her neck to her racing pulse
