Her black hair like obsidian or the night sky. Brown eyes like the most expensive chocolate. Skin like silk and smile like the devils although she wants to be seen as an angel.
Her eyes closed, hips swaying and arms held over her head while she danced in the most beautiful and expensive dress that I bought her. Her diamond earrings sparkling and moving in the movements of her body.
How my name rolled from her tongue like the sweetest melody. Her skin under my fingertips and body arching with each thrust I make. The thin white sheets just barely covering her body while she laid there on the bed after I was done with her. the small innocent smile on her lips when she looked up at me like I didn't just ruin her and use her like a slut. My little slut. And like she says; only for me.
It's not only her body and those noises I love. She has the power to calm me down. The power that no one else has. She only needs to look into my eyes and it feels like I have gone back in time. To those times when my father and her parents were still alive. When we were still teenagers. Sneaking around and stealing kisses. Those times when everything was so easy. Just follow rules or don't.
I have been an asshole. She gave me her heart and a gun. I promise that I would never pull the trigger. But I did. I killed her inside. And now when I have slowly gained her heart and trust back I'm not going to hurt her again. I placed her heart into my chest next to mine but kept the gun. The gun wouldn't be used to hurt her anymore. She doesn't need to worry about that. I use the gun to guard her heart. To keep it safe. And with this promise I promise to keep her safe from this world while I hold her heart and she holds mine. I had to act like I didn't know what I wanted. Like I couldn't choose between two women. The truth was, that I always knew where my heart was but I had to make an awful lie to keep her safe. I confused her with my actions. She didn't know if my feelings for her were just lust or was it love? Now she knows I love her and everyday I'll tell her that with words, kisses, whispers, actions. I love her. I love Cordelia Romano.
I'm going to make her my wife. Cordelia Torricelli.
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Love or lust? || 365 days
Fanfiction**18+** Torricelli and Romano's families have been on very good terms for over 100 years. Helping and backing each other and working in one big family. Massimo, Cordelia and Cordelia's older brothers Matteo and Diego have known each other since they...
