Mafia's Obsession

• XXXVII •

As the night wore on, the girls enjoyed every moment in the club. They had more drinks, danced, and even mingled with other VIP guests. The music was intoxicating, and the energy in the room was at its peak. Sophia laughed with her friends, trying to ignore the magnetic pull she felt toward Luciano, but every so often, their eyes would meet across the room.
At one point, Sophia looked up and saw Luciano seated in a VIP booth with his brother and several other men she didn't recognize. A few women were draped over the men, clearly trying to get their attention. One of the women, blonde and tall, climbed onto Luciano's lap and shamelessly began kissing his neck.
Sophia froze.
Her heart sank, and her stomach twisted as she watched the scene unfold. She turned away just as Luciano pushed the woman off of him, but she didn't see that. She had already made up her mind to leave.
"I need some air," she muttered to her friends, who barely heard her over the music.
Without waiting for a response, she hurried out of the club and into the hotel's lavish gardens. The cool night air hit her skin, but it did nothing to quell the storm brewing inside her.
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Luciano cursed under his breath. He saw the look on Sophia's face as she turned away, and he knew she hadn't seen him push the girl off. He needed to fix this.
"Adrian, I'll be back," he muttered before swiftly excusing himself from the booth and following Sophia out of the club.
He caught up with her just as she was walking deeper into the hotel's gardens, her pace quickening as she tried to escape. Reaching out, he grabbed her hand, pulling her to a stop.
"Sophia, stop. Please."
She yanked her hand out of his grip, her voice hurt but calm. "You don't have to explain anything, Luciano."
"Sophia, I don't even know who she was. She just—"
"Luciano, it doesn't matter," Sophia interrupted, her pace quickening again. "You're free to do whatever you want."
He followed closely behind her, frustration and desperation mixing in his voice. "She just jumped on my lap, I pushed her off immediately. You didn't see that part."
Sophia stopped, turning to face him, her expression a mixture of hurt and resignation. "You don't have to explain anything to me. There's nothing between us, remember? You don't owe me an explanation."
Before he could respond, Sophia took another step, but the ground beneath her gave way as she slipped near the hotel pool. With a loud splash, she fell in.
Luciano didn't hesitate. He jumped in right after her, the water barely reaching his chest as he stood up.
"Oh my gosh, relax! I can swim!" Sophia sputtered, trying to catch her breath, but her heels made it impossible to stand properly in the water.
Luciano chuckled, his large hands reaching out to steady her. He grabbed her by the waist, pulling her close. Their bodies were flush against each other, water soaking through their clothes. Her hands instinctively rested on his chest, where his shirt clung to his muscles, the defined shape of his abs visible through the wet fabric.
Sophia's breath hitched as her fingers traced the outline of his abs, her touch lingering on the hard planes of his body. Her other hand found its way to his shoulder, feeling the strength beneath her fingertips.
Luciano watched her, his heart racing. The way she touched him sent heat surging through his veins. Their faces were so close, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from her pink lips, glistening in the moonlight. She bit her bottom lip, and that was all it took.
Without thinking, Luciano leaned in, capturing her lips in a fast, hungry kiss. Sophia responded immediately, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pulled him closer, their wet bodies pressed together. Luciano's hands moved to her bum, lifting her easily as he deepened the kiss, walking toward the edge of the pool. When Sophia's back hit the pool wall, he didn't stop. He kissed her neck, trailing soft, heated kisses along her skin.
He lifted her out of the water, setting her on the edge of the pool but keeping her legs in the water. They were both breathless, their hearts pounding.
He lavished attention on her as he slid down her body eager to taste and tease every part of her. He pulled her dress down below her chest, her breasts bouncing out and with a firm yet gentle grip, he cupped her breasts, feeling the weight of them in his hands.
He marveled at how soft and inviting they were, a perfect contrast to the cool water that surrounded them.
He leaned in, his mouth capturing one of her nipples, wrapping his lips around it with a delicious warmth. He suckled gently at first, drawing her into a sea of sensation.
The pleasure shot through her, the moisture from his mouth mingling with the warm summer air as he began to tease her further. He pulled his lips away just slightly, then drew her nipple back between his lips, sucking harder, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak.
Each pull of his mouth sent pleasurable sparks coursing through her, igniting a need deep within her core.
As he released her nipple from his mouth with a soft pop, he shifted to the other side, lavishing it with the same fervor.
"More... please," she pleaded, her voice thick with want. Her fingers tangled in his hair, guiding him as she instinctively sought more of the exquisite sensations he was providing.