Don Salvatori WMBW (NAIVE SEQUEL)

Ch 17 When It Rains...

HELLO MY LOVEZ!!

IT'S BEEN A ALOOOOOOOOOONG TIME. I APOLOGIZE, BUT I REFUSE TO JUST WRITE INSPIRATION-LESS CRAP FOR YOU TO READ. I HOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME FOR THE DELAY.

WITHOUT OUT WASTING MORE TIME...LEGGO!

꧁༺ "𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓸𝓲𝓵 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓹

𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓮𝔁𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝓖𝓸𝓭!"

- 𝓜𝓮𝓱𝓶𝓮𝓽 𝓜𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓽 İ𝓵𝓭𝓪𝓷 ༻꧂

After a very, very, very long day, at least that's what it felt like to me, we head in for the night. To be safe, Matteo and I are back in the underground bunker at Nonna's.

And no, I'm not with Jazmyn. I need to sleep. And we all know that if I and Jazmyn were in the same place, that sleep would not be joining us...at least not until we've tired each other out first.

And that will definitely take a while.

But that doesn't stop my mind from reminiscing and envisioning us together in the most deliciously tempting ways. As if sensing my thoughts, my phone chimes.

Boy if you don't quit being nasty and let me sleep. ~ Trouble

Who says I'm thinking about you tesoro? ~ Danger

My nipples do. And don't feed me no bull 'bout 'must be somebody else'. I know your fine, bomb d*ck havin', insane stamina, Italian *ss, is bein' fresh. ~ Trouble

I chuckle at her wording. I know you said not to, but how do you know it isn't someone else? Are you thinking of me cara? ~ Danger

Don't even try to flip this on me. You not slick. ~ Trouble

That isn't a denial. ~Danger

Hush. ~ Trouble

I smirk at my phone screen. Sleep is going to have to be scheduled for a later time.

I'm in 4982. Come make me. ~ Danger

I wait in bed, my hand cupping the back of my head, as I wait for her reply. My mind begins to venture into very sexy territory when there's a knock on the door. A savage smirk graces my lips.

There's no rush, so I take my time removing the covers, getting out of bed, leaving the room, walking down the hallway, and opening the door. On the other side, a very voracious looking Jazmyn.