Maggie, a 22 year old is almost done with college, and with summer approaching she can't wait to spend it with her friends.
That is until a Mystery Man decided to just help her get something off the top shelf at the grocery store and soon everythin...
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I was softly shook awake, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a very cute and guilty looking Enzo.
"Amore mio, James is back." he said softly while brushing my hair out of my face, as I leaned more into his touch.
"I apologise for earlier, I don't know why I took it out on you. It will never happen again you have my word." he said looking concerned by how I would react. I sat up slowly on our bed and opened my arms, he instantly hugged me and shifted his body so I could be even closer to him.
"I love you so much my love." he said softly again, his hand brushing up and down my back. I smiled, so happy to be in his embrace.
"I forgive you." I told him softly, my voice being muffled by his neck.
"That tickles bambina." he laughed, making me move away from his neck and looking at his perfect face.
"I know." I said, giving him my best mischievous grin. He let out a hearty laugh then kissed the tip of my nose.
"There's a gala next Saturday. All the big Mafia names will be there. Will you do me the honour of going with me?" he asked me, softly stroking my cheek with his thumb.
God couldn't this man realise what he was doing to me, being all this lovey dovey and cute. I kissed him gently and nodded.
"Of course I'll go with you. But first we need to go and torture a guy. Let's not wait any longer." I said as I got up from his lap, he looked at me with such a dark gaze, I almost felt a shiver run down my spine.
"God, I didn't believe you could get any hotter and you had to go and say that." he said passing his hand through his hair, messing it up, he looked literally in pain.
I approached him as soon as he was standing, and softly passed my hands under the t-shirt he was wearing. My hands slowly brushing against his chest, going from his pecs, down towards his abs, I kept on looking him deep in the eyes and saw him hold his breath.
"Soon." I said, pecking him with so much passion, he instantly found my waist and one of his hands found their way towards my hair, tangling his hands in my hair and slowly pulling at it.
"You're going to be the death of me." he said softly, his forehead pressed against mine, his eyes still closed.
"I love you bambino." I said softly, making him smile one of those genuine smiles and he pecked my lips once more.
"Let's go break some bones." he said, as soon as I put on my black Nikes.
We walked hand in hand, towards the lower floor of the mansion and found the torture room with all the cells nearby.
I saw a guy tied to a chair, his long blond hair flowing around his face, as he was looking down. I thought he had been unconscious but I quickly realised he was asleep.
