Secret Love

Chapter 5 - Offically his

Isabella's POV

Lucy and I went towards the white tent near the tables. There was a wedding gown, shoes and a tiara in the tent. The wedding gown was so beautiful and elegant. My dream gown. He thought about everything.

After getting ready, I took my bouquet as I breathed deeply and Lucy and I left the tent.

I smiled as I saw Alessandro at the altar. He looked so handsome in his gray tuxedo.

Oh my goodness! I am getting married to him. My Alessandro. My love.

As the music started playing, I walked down the aisle in slow steps while smiling happily without taking my eyes off my gorgeous groom.

As the officiant announced us husband and wife, Alessandro wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him and crashed his lips against mine, kissing me in a passionate kiss. Marco and Lucy applauded happily.

"I love you, Isabella De Luca." He said, smiling as we pulled back and cupped my cheek.

"I love you, Alessandro De Luca." I beamed at him.

He smiled and reclaimed my lips, pressing me against him. I ran my hands through his hair as I responded to his demanding kiss.

"Get a room." Marco shouted, smirking.

We pulled back, laughing.

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He pushed me against the wall, crashing his lips against mine as soon as we walked into our suite. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I responded to his demanding kiss. He moved his lips from my lips to my neck, kissing, sucking. I moaned, gripping his hair and slid my hands under his suit. I took it off. He turned me around and started unzipping my gown while kissing my neck from behind. I shivered in sensation. Then he pulled back slightly, letting my gown slide down. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, pressing me against him and started traveling his hands up and down my chest in slow movements. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, enjoying his touches.

"You are driving me crazy." He whispered in my ear huskily and pulled my earlobe between his teeth as he squeezed my breast over my lace bra, making me groan.

He turned me around and smashed his lips against mine. I reached his buttons and unbuttoned his shirt while his tongue was exploring my mouth hungrily. I took his shirt off and ran my hand over his abs. He groaned, cupping my cheek and unclasped my bra, still kissing me eagerly. He moved his lips down to my breast, placing several kisses and squeezed my nipple between his thumb and index finger. I moaned, gripping his hair. He was placing soft kisses along my chest. He gripped my panties and pulled it down. I bit my lower lip, looking at my gorgeous husband who was setting me on fire. He leaned over and placed a soft kiss between my legs.

"Shit!" I moaned, gripping his hair and arched my back.

"Don't swear, bella mia. Or I will punish you." He looked up at me, amused and gave me an arrogant smirk. Without waiting for me to say anything, he continued torturing me.

"Alessandro." I moaned, gripping his hair tightly while he was torturing me with his mouth and tongue. "Please." I pleaded.

In a flash, he straightened and pushed me back against the bed. He took off his pants and boxer and crawled on the bed. He smashed his lips against mine as our bodies became one.

I rested my head on his chest, my arm around his waist while we were laying on the bed. Meanwhile, Alessandro was moving his hand up and down my bare back.

"How will we tell our parents?" I asked, drawing circles on his chest with my fingertip slowly.

"When you finish university and we go back, we will tell them." He replied and placed a soft kiss on my hair, breathing in my scent. I nodded, giving him a smile. "And maybe... We will make a double surprise." He added and placed his hand on my belly as he looked at me affectionately. I bit my lower lip shyly. I felt my cheeks blushed. He smiled and kissed my lips.

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I stuck the candles as I finished setting the table. I looked at myself in the mirror. I wore a halter neck purple mini dress.

Today was our second month wedding anniversary. So I made dinner for us. I wanted to celebrate our anniversary alone in our penthouse.

When the elevator doors opened, I walked towards the elevator. Alessandro gave me a charming smile as he walked in. I beamed at him as I approached him. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him and brushed his lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I responded to his demanding kiss.

"I missed you." He admitted as he pulled back slightly, holding me in his arms.

"I missed you, too." I confessed and placed a chaste kiss on my lips. "Come on, dinner is ready." I informed, smiling and grabbed his hand.

"Um..." He mumbled as he pulled me into his chest quickly and wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing me against his chest. "Could I have you as my dinner, moglie mia?" He asked seductively, trailing his fingertip along my cheek and bit his lower lip, looking into my eyes, full of lust in his eyes.

"No, marito mio. You have to be patient." I said provocatively and pressed myself against his bulge.

He raised his eyebrow and gave me a mocking smirk. "But it is a wrong way to ask for patience." He said huskily and placed a soft kiss on my neck.

"Ale!" I exclaimed, grinning and pulled back. "Come on." I said and dragged him with me towards the table as I held his hand. He frowned, annoyed and followed me.

Alessandro wasn't taking his eyes off me for a second during dinner. He bit his lower lip while undressing me with his eyes. I pressed my legs together. This man could even set me on fire with his eyes.

"If you finish, I will bring the desert." I informed and stood up.

I traveled my hand over his shoulders as I passed by him. Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his chest as he stood up.

"Bella mia, I think I had so much patience for today." He commented huskily and stroked my cheek gently as he pressed his bulge against me. "So now I will have you as my desert." He added, full of desire in his eyes.