MOB BOSS (BWWM) (ON HOLD)

Prologue 2

Lauren POV

"Luca we just met and I dont think this is a good........"

He pulled me into his arms and captured my lips with his. Our lips move in sync with each other. He took over the kiss.

His hands were roaming all over my body as he devoured me. He kissed my jaw line.

"You are so beautiful." he said while kissing my neck. He grabbed my thick hips with his huge manly hands and pulled me closer to him.

"Magnifico." he whispered into my ear.

He looked deep into my eyes and opened his mouth to say something but all I heard was beeping.

Huh?

Beep

Beep

Beep

Beep

Beep

Beep

Then I realized I was dreaming and that it was my alarm clock.

Two years and I still cant get him out of my head. This is ridiculous. I promised myself to leave whatever happened in Verona, in Verona including any thoughts about him but, even I knew those thoughts were coming with me back to America. Leaving him like that was hard but we didnt even know each other. I knew I hurt him when I left like that though.

Luca

His broad shoulders, muscular arms and chest, sexy tattoos, dark curls on top of his head, those piercing green eyes.

Ugh those eyes haunt me everyday.

I lay in my bed looking at the ceiling. Tracing the swirls with my eyes while I think.

I have about a order of four dozen cupcakes for a princess birthday party, some different pastries for a office party, and a pacifier shaped cake for a baby shower to complete today.

I love baking. It's something I have been doing since I was a little girl. I have always dreamt of becoming a baker. It was part of what I want to achieve in life.

1. Finish school ✔

2. Have my own bakery ✔

3. Go to Italy✔

4.Find true love

5.Get married

6. Have children

7.Live happily ever after

Considering four through seven won't happen. I am happy with achieving one through three.

Since I was a child I have never been great with... Boys.

Its not that I'm ugly, I have just always been on the thicker side.

Wide hips, muffin top stomach, big ass, jiggling thighs, huge breast.

So because of that I am considered fat. It dosent matter to me what people consider me as because I know I am beautiful.

I have been spending so much time thinking about my life and my problems that I forgot I had to get ready to go and open up the bakery.

I climbed out of bed and did what I always do in the morning.

I decided to wear gray toms with a pair of skinny jeans and my bakery t-shirt.

I brushed my hair into a pony tail grabbed my bag, phone and car keys. I said bye to coco, my tea cup yorkie and walked out the door. I walked out of my tiny one bedroom apartment and took the staires down. I got into my beat up 2006 Toyota Camry and drove off.