❝𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓂𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒.❞
˜*°• 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
Victoria Russo grew up in a world full of money, crimes and powerful families. Being a part of the Sacred Eight families she knew what it mean...
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THE BEGINNING OF THE STORM
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WHEN VICTORIA WOKE UP THE NEXT MORNING, the first thing she noticed was her head resting on something hard that was rising and falling rhythmically. She opened her eyes and realized she was cuddled up to Lorenzo, who was holding her close. Her head was on his chest, and her arm was draped around his waist. She smiled and tried to sit up, but Enzo tightened his embrace, pulling her even closer. Victoria rested her chin on his chest and looked at him. When they got their breathing under control after their first time together, they went for a second round and then fell asleep wrapped in each other.
" You're staring, " Enzo murmured, his morning voice deep and hoarse. He opened his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms, brushing his fingers against her arm, sending shivers through her body.
" I'm not, " she replied, wrinkling her nose cutely.
Enzo chuckled and rolled them over, hovering above her as he pressed kisses all over her face, except her lips. Victoria cupped his cheeks, bringing his face closer to hers, and puckered her lips, waiting for a kiss. He chuckled again and was ready to crash his lips into her, but his phone started to ring. He collapsed next to her, grabbing his phone and pressing it against his ear. Seeing it as an opportunity to rise from the bed, Victoria grabbed his hoodie from the ground and pulled it over her head, getting out of the bed and going to the bathroom. It took her a minute to come back to the bedroom, but Lorenzo was already out of bed and standing in their closet.
" They need their boss? " Victoria asked as she leaned against the wall in their closet.
" Yeah, " he replied, grabbing his clothes and coming to stand in front of her. " I should be back in a few hours. I'll let you know when I'm on my way home, " he pecked her lips and she nodded.
Fifteen minutes later Lorenzo was gone, leaving her alone in the house, and Victoria fell back to the bed. Did she regret the last night? Absolutely no. She felt like she should regret it, but she could not. It was amazing and she felt like they were in need to do this to release all the tension and more. Her phone started dinging with incoming messages, interrupting her thoughts, and she furrowed her eyebrows, grabbing it from her nightstand.
