Mafia Love - DISCONTINUED

Chapter 20

ATTENTION! Yes, you readers. This chapter contains mature content so please read at your own risk. Enjoy!
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Grace

After walking out of Alessio's office, I decided I might as well head back to my room and get ready for bed. God, I can't believe he just expected me to disregard my personal life and be at his beck and call like his personal lap dog. I'm going to be his god damn assistant not his fucking lap dog. He may be hotter than hell but I still have my principles.

I make back to my room slamming the door and angrily kick off my ridiculously, painful heels. I walk to the bathroom, and I take out the crazy amount of bobby-pins in my hair and throw them on the sink's counter. All my curls now falling all the way down past my shoulders. I let out a sigh as I look at myself in the mirror. "Omertà," I mutter to myself, shaking my head. "It's been one long ass day." I look down at my dress. Nope. I need my pajamas.

I leave the bathroom to grab my pajamas when I realize....I don't have any because all my bags got left on the sidewalk when I went shopping that one day. Great, sleeping in my underwear it is. Before I can even reach for my zipper, I hear a knock at my door.

"Who the hell would even be-" I open the door and don't even have time to blink before I'm pushed up against the wall by the door with someone's lips on mine. The stranger continues to kiss me, but I hear the door close behind. Then, the stranger pulls away and moves their lips closer to my ear.

"No one talks to me like that and goes unpunished, gattina," he murmurs against my ear.

I didn't even have to look at him to know who it was. "Alessio," I say softly, almost a whisper. I didn't dare say anymore than that.

I feel his soft yet rough hand move to the right side of my face; his touch sending shivers down my back and some other areas that won't be discussed, and for some reason....I enjoyed it.

I finally bring myself to turn and face him. I see his face lit up by the moonlight and the single lamp in the room. I feel his fingers trace up and down my body; I feel his cool breath against my skin.

He lets out a sigh and looks at me. "What am I going to do with you, gattina?"

I just look into his eyes and say nothing. Instead, I close the space between us with our lips. I can feel his hand on the back of my neck pulling me closer to him. I open my mouth slightly allowing him to slip his tongue inside. Alessio explores every crevice in my mouth with his tongue. I feel him pull away and bite my bottom lip tugging on it slightly. I don't know what sparked inside me but I take my tongue and lick his top lip. That must have triggered something for Alessio because my hands were now held down at my sides and he was bitting and sucking all around my collar bone.

He starts moving closer to my breasts but the dress gets in his way. With a frustrated look in his eyes, he releases my hands and rips the back of the dress causing it to slide right off me. Now I'm standing before him in nothing but my black lace bra and underwear. What could possibly go wrong?

Alessio kicks the dress aside and turns back to face me. He has a look of hunger and passion written on his face. Alessio grabs my left leg just below my butt and lifts it up for me to wrap it around his waist. He then pins my arms once again at my sides and continues to bite my skin. He makes it to my breasts where he removes one of my bra straps exposing one of my breasts and begins to place tender kisses on it.

"Fottutamente bella," he whispers against my skin. Alessio bites my nipple causing a moan to escape my mouth, but I quickly bite down on my lip trying to not let anyone hear us. I feel him smirk against my skin. "You like that, bella." He says to me. It wasn't a question, it was a statement. He new already that I enjoyed what he was doing.