"Ciao, bella~ Come-a here, baby girl~"
Rose hesitantly approached him, a look of uncertainty, worry, and fear befalling her countenance. She couldn't disobey him, despite how much she wanted to, especially at certain times, in fear of what he might do if she did.
The second she was close enough, the Italian grabbed her by the wrist, and pulled her down into his embrace. A small gasp escaped the young woman, and a deep blush bloomed in her cheeks. Gulping nervously, she looked up at him.
"M...Mr. Vargas...? Sir...?" She began meekly. "W...What are you doing...? Why are you doing this...?"
The man gazed down at her, and a deep chuckle rumbled in his throat, while a smirk danced across his lips.
"I'm-a holding you~ Do I-a need a reason to-a do-a so~?" He responded. He held her tightly, clutching her close to his chest as he began rubbing her arm and back.
She spoke up again."Is this right...?" She questioned him. "Why are you treating me like this...? Should we be doing this...?" She continued on with her questions, growing more paranoid. It shone in her eyes, and the don immediately noticed. He grabbed her chin and tilted her head up towards him.
"Shh~... No-a more-a talking~... No-a more-a questions~... Just-a let-a me-a do as I-a please with-a you~..." He planted a chaste kiss on her lips, sour from the wine he had been drinking just moments ago. Nothing she wasn't already used to.
So she nodded, lowered her head to his chest, and nodded, sighing, as her eyes slowly closed. It'd be a lie if she were to say she wasn't enjoying this anyway. The two remained like that for the rest of the night, the moonlight shining through the window onto them as they laid on the couch.
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RandomWell, I have a decent amount of OCs, and that number's probably gonna keep growing. So, I decided to create a book to better organize them and keep them together! As well as info on my OCs, I will also include content featuring them, such as videos...