ELLARIA'S POV:
"I am Ethan, It's nice to meet you, ma'am." Ethan, Anne's boyfriend, introduced himself.
"Likewise and please call me Ellaria." I said with a small smile.
"Okay, Ellaria." he mirrored my smile.
Ethan looked to be around eighteen years old with bright green eyes and sandy blonde hair. He was cute.
"Come on in." I invited.
"These are for you. You have a very nice house." he commented handing me a small flower bouquet of lilies while looking around.
"Thank you. Please take a seat." I pointed towards the couch.
The next moment, I heard Anne's excited footsteps rushing down the stairs hastily.
"How many times have I told you to be careful on the stairs?" I scolded as soon as she came in line of sight.
She smiled sheepishly at me and ran straight into Ethan's awaiting arms. I excused myself to give them both some privacy and turned to leave towards the kitchen. Braylon had flown back this afternoon due to an emergency and so I was left alone once again.
I missed my best friend already.
I was halfway through when my eyes landed on the open door making me frown. John was greeting somebody and in stepped... Ignazio?
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
His eyes snapped to mine and raked over my body before settling on my face. John excused himself and disappeared inside the kitchen.
I did a once over of his extremely muscular body which was cladded in a navy blue fitted suit and white shirt without a tie.
"You wound me." he feigned hurt placing a hand over his heart.
I rolled my eyes and walked closer to him, "Did Anne call you over?" I asked suspiciously.
He grinned at me confirming my suspicion and I shook my head lightly.
"You look gorgeous." he complimented as his eyes darkened.
"Thank you, Ignazio. Did you know Ethan got me flowers?" I asked with a sweet smile.
His eyes instantly fell on the bunch in my hands and I saw a muscle in his jaw twitch.
"Really?" he gritted out.
"Yeah." I nodded with a grin.
His left arm snaked around my waist as he pulled me roughly to his chest before his lips attacked my neck. I suppressed a moan as his tongue caressed my sweet spot before sucking on it.
"Ignazio." I spoke breathlessly.
He hummed against my skin sending vibrations straight to my core and I had to clench my thighs shut to avoid the liquid heat pooling there.
He continued his sensual assault down to my collar bone making my back arch and chest press firmly against his.
"S-stop." I whispered.
He listened at once and pulled away with a satisfied smirk gracing his lips.
Smug bastard.
"I am sure Ethan didn't bring something hot and milky." he said and walked past me to the living room leaving me stubbed and rooted to the spot.
After a few seconds, I cleared my throat and fixed my short black dress.
My feet took me to the living room and I saw Ignazio greeting Ethan with a firm handshake and handing a brown small bag to Anne.
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Paint Me Red
General Fiction"I guess, I'll just have to eat it out of you." he smirked devilishly at me. I wanted nothing more than to get up and run away. *** The wind blew making her hair fly in all directions, alluringly. The sun shone directly on his face, enhancing the...
