Synopsis:
In the pulsating heart of Chicago, where the streets hum with the rhythm of life, a tale of intertwining destinies and forbidden love unfurls. Serafina, radiant and hopeful on the day of her wedding to Danilo, finds her world shattered whe...
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It's the first time I'm entering the Camorra mansion with permission. The last two times i entered only was to deliver a threat and kidnap Nino. Speaking of Nino, the tension between us is so strong yet awkward. Neither of us know where we stand. For all I know he could have a wife by now. After all the mafia are huge fans of arranged marriages.
I couldn't even bring myself to make eye contact with him for more than a few seconds. The thought of him being with another woman felt like thorns in my heart. I usually don't care about something i can't have, but this was an exception. As long as he's happy though, I won't get in his way.
Adamo showed me to a guest room in Nino's wing. I hugged him letting him know how glad I was that he was doing better. He seemed emotionally drained from the fact that Remo exchanged himself only because of himself.
I was damn thirsty but i decided to ignore it. After about an hour, i knew i needed water. I knocked on Nino's door to ask him which way the kitchen was, but no reply came. So i headed downstairs to the gaming room, hoping someone would be there.
Luckily for me, Savio was seated in front of the television. I cleared my throat to gain his attention.
"Would you mind telling me which way the kitchen is? I did not want to end up somewhere I wasn't allowed to be."
"It's the next left down the hall. I thought you knew the house plan by now considering you broke in twice." Savio seemed amused.
"I know the important places. I didn't think I'd have to visit the kitchen when I was kidnapping Nino."
Savio rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the television. I headed to the kitchen, and after some digging found a mug and a jar of water. As I was pouring water i heard footsteps. I looked over my shoulder to see Nino walking towards me from what I believed was Remo's room.
"You didn't call after we separated." Nino stated.
"I didn't have your number. Only your brother's." I said trying to keep my voice and face neutral. After I gulped down the water i continued. "You didn't calle either. You could've gotten my number from Remo."
"I thought you deserved a chance at happiness with someone more deserving of you."
"So it's not because you found a mafia princess willing to be your trophy wife?" I asked mildly teasing him.
He huffed. "No. I haven't found anyone else." Nino spoke calmly before he started prowling to me cornering me to the kitchen counter. "Did you have another man?"
"Yes actually! He is quite the gentleman. He even cuddles with me everyday." I day trying to keep the laughter out of my voice. A deep low growl came from his throat.
"And who is that?" Nini asked leaning distractingly close.
"Nevio of course. He's a perfect gentleman." That caused Nino to let out a sigh of relief.
"I see you're in the mood for some teasing." Nino spinned me around so my back was pressed firmly into his chest.
His hands gripped my hips, pulling me close, as I felt his growing arousal press against me.
"Keep your palm flat on the kitchen counter," he commanded, his voice husky and low.
I did as I was told, my heart racing as I felt his fingers trail up my thigh, lifting the hem of my dress as he went. He spread my legs, his hand finding its way into my underwear, and I couldn't help but let out a soft moan as his fingers explored my wetness.
Nino's touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. His fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles, building me up to a crescendo of pleasure.
"Do you like that?" he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear.
I could only nod, my breath hitching as his fingers continued their relentless assault on my senses. I could feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge, my body trembling with anticipation.
Suddenly, Nino pulled his hand away, leaving me feeling empty and wanting. I looked over my shoulder, my eyes pleading with him to continue.
He smirked, his eyes dark with desire. "Beg for it," he commanded.
I hesitated for a moment, but the desire burning within me was too strong to resist. "Please, Nino," I begged, my voice barely above a whisper. "Don't stop."
He chuckled, his fingers returning to my underwear. This time, he plunged them inside of me, filling me up in a way that made me gasp with pleasure.
Nino began to thrust his fingers in and out, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body. I could feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Oh, god," I moaned, my nails digging into the kitchen counter.
Nino leaned forward, his lips brushing against my ear. "Come for me," he whispered, his fingers moving faster and faster.
And with that, I did. I came hard, my body trembling with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me.
Nino pulled his fingers out of me, his lips curling into a satisfied smile.
I turned around, my body still trembling with aftershocks of pleasure. Nino pulled me close, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I have him a big smile.
"I missed this." Nino said looking at my face with deep concentration
" Making out?" I asked laughing.
"No your smile."
"Well now I'll be here everyday to smile at you. I'm not letting you go this time." I said resolute. Unless Nino wanted me gone I will be here. Remo and Savio will have to deal with my nagging presence.
"I want to take you to my room and have my way with you." Nino said slowly and cautiously.
"You need to be there for Remo today. I understood." I turned to leave when he grippedy hand and whispered in my ear.
"Move all your belongings to room Mia regina." He kissed my forehead and walked back to Remo's room.
