Formula 1 - One Shots [First Book]

Soldier Of Love - {Antonio Giovinazzi}

It was a hot day in Italy, but when was it not. You were a lover of traveling the world and exploring ancient cities and locations. The bus dropped you off a couple hundredth meters away from the oldest church in Rome, the archbasilica of St John Lateran (San Giovanni in Laterano). The basilica was such an amazing building.

You loved how it seemed to blend with the daily life of Italy's capital, the busy traffic around it, people seeking the cool air in the shadow of the gigantic basilica. Your camera dangled around your neck and you paused at marble bench in front of it.

For the respect of the rules and the religion, you took a feather light scarf that had a floral print and you wrapped it around your waist to cover up your legs as the pencil skirt you were wearing didn't reach over your knees. Your got your vest to cover up your shoulders as well and then put all your belongings in your bag to get through the scan at the entrance.

Antonio looked around, rather bored as on the touristic locations on this side of the city didn't happen too much. He was sweating in the thick, camouflage clothing, the bulletproof vest tight around his chest. The jacket over it was warm as well and don't even get him started on those combat boots on his feet.

His blue eyes were alert despite the boring location and his eyes fell on you. Antonio searched for more girls, maybe a group that you'd follow, but you were all alone. He instantly followed you with his eyes, a gorgeous girl alone could have trouble with other men around.

"Watching chicks isn't our job, 'Tonio". Pierre nudged his ribs, causing the Italian to slightly jump. He looked over at his friend. "Protecting people is". He shot back with a grin, causing Pierre to laugh. Antonio liked how you had covered yourself up with that scarf and a grey vest without people working in the basilica having to tell you. It definitely showed respect towards his country.

You walked up the stairs to enter the basilica, receiving a friendly nod from the man that stood at the door. You smiled slightly and went inside. The building was so beautiful and so big. You felt like your eyes could fall out of your head and your neck might break because of how you had to look up.

You followed the path in the middle, slowly walking up to the front to meet the statue of Peter and Paul.

Antonio felt himself watching over his shoulder if you'd come out again and it seemed to take ages. He just wanted a glimpse of your gorgeous face again, just the smallest glimpse of it and he was content. Antonio gasped when you carefully walked down the stairs again, your hair gently waving in the wind.

He set his patrol your way slowly as he wanted to give you some time to look around outside as well. Antonio watched how you unwrapped the scarf again and put your vest back into the red bag you carried. He smiled at your petite form, comfortable boots on your feet that looked a bit like his, but of course way more feminine.

You looked up at hearing someone nearing you and you fought the urge to roll your eyes as it were those men who sell anything and are annoying as hell. "Pretty lady, I have more scarves for you". He said, extending his arm with like 150 of the same.

"No, thank you". You replied, trying to keep being polite as you reached for your bottle of water. "My friend has some as well". Out of nowhere another man stood next to him, showing you the scarves you didn't give a shit about. You shook your head and tried to ignore them, but of course it didn't help.

"Come on, bella". You squealed when one of them touched your lower back and you stepped away. "Don't". The men just simply laughed and spoke to each other in Italian, which you couldn't understand. They reached out to touch you again and you stumbled backwards, whining when your elbows scraped over the grindstones on the ground.

"Get your filthy hands off that woman". You looked up at the lower voice than echoed over the place and the men looked up with wide eyes. The soldier came your way, carrying that heavy machine gun. The man was tall and had dark hair, but his eyes were brighter than the sky. The men rushed themselves to get away from the soldier.

You looked up at him a bit scared, not knowing what he'd do with you. Antonio kneeled down at you and eyed your face. His hand gently reached out to lift your chin. "Buongiorno, cara. Are you okay?". He spoke up, the low sound of it letting a shiver run up your spine. His touch was soft and delicate and you felt a little more comfortable now.

"I'm fine, just some bruises on my arms". You lightly mentioned, wiping the bit of blood away on the back of your arms. The soldier took a hold of your arm to check out the wound. "I'm going to make sure you don't get any infection with that small wound, sometimes they smallest wounds do the biggest harm". His lips curled up into a smile and your mind started spinning by the gorgeous man kneeled down at your side.

You moved to pull your skirt further down in shyness, not knowing if showing more skin was disrespectful or something.

Antonio asked Pierre to take his gun from him and the Frenchman walked over. Antonio quickly explained what happened and Pierre nodded, taking the weapon away from Antonio. You thought he was just offering you his hand to stand up again, but as soon as your feet were back on the ground, he lifted you up against his chest.

You blushed at the strong arms wrapped around you and your hands rested against his firm chest. Antonio knew you could walk, but he just wanted to carry you. He brought you back to the military car that was surrounded by fences and put you down in the back of it. You curiously watched what he was doing, however he only grabbed an first aid kit.

"Are you here alone?". Antonio asked and you nodded. "I prefer traveling on my own". You added, which made him smile again. He took your arm in his hands and dabbed a cotton with some alcohol to your skin to prevent it from getting infected. It stung only a bit and you just looked down at his hands.

"Do you like Rome?". He spoke up again. You nodded with a smile. "It's beautiful here, I flew in yesterday".

"You're exploring the city today, hmm?". Antonio hummed and his eyes flickered back up to your gorgeous face. You nodded again. He moved to your other arm and then wrapped a small bondage around the wound. His hand reached out to tuck the wisp of hair behind your ear. You blushed at the gesture under the stare of his blue eyes.

The soldier looked so handsome in the camouflage clothing, sexy as well if you may add.

"For a gorgeous woman like you it's not smart to go out alone, definitely not at night. But it's good that I want to see you again". Antonio said, watching the smile decorate your face. You giggled a bit and looked down at him. "You do?". Antonio offered you his hand and pulled you out of the military truck.

"Of course, if you just pass me your number I'll call you tonight". He smiled and leaned against the truck, arm above his head with the biceps on display, tight in the vest he was wearing.

You scribbled your number down on a paper he had in the car and handed it to him. "Gorgeous name". Antonio repeated your name a couple times.

"Signora, I'm Antonio". He kissed the back of your hand and send a flirty smile your way, causing you to blush again.

"And I'll see you tonight". He softly added, not wanting to let go of your hand, but you couldn't stay here all day with him. You laughed when your fingers tips were holding onto his. "You're something". You mumbled playfully.

"Oh baby girl, I'm a soldier of love that's hard to beat".

A/N: think we all agree on a part 2 with sexy, hot love making with Soldier Antonio? 😻🌚😏