September 1875,
Nikita D'Amiano started hazily at Milan's blue sky, at the age of 11 she had seen it all, the cruel streets of her beloved city had taught her so much about life and humans. It should've been another cold year like all the others since she was orphaned, this year however, changed everything. As the crowd gathered around news paper boys, gossiping about the new law that ends chimney sweeping, her mind wondered to a boy like no other, and his smile that made her feel warm and safe.
She didn't understand love nor has she ever seen it, but in that moment she knew, she had fallen for the only person she couldn't have,
"Alfredo.." even his name tasted like honey on her tongue, she always felt warmer around him, though now the cold wind greeted her as she walked through the streets.
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At the age of 25, Nikita was no longer that stray puppy that hated everyone, she worked much more harder than anyone to gain status and power in the Italian community. She was one of the pioneering figures in Women's rights movement in Italy, literate and graceful, full of life and lethal. She also was a beauty that charmed many around her, though never giving her heart to anyone, she had learnt that maybe love wasn't made for her, she needn't it. Amongst her busy life and dangerous debates, she once again meet with a set of navy blue eyes and a smile that once made her heart flatter.
Alfredo Millinaro was as handsome as he was at 12 years old, still a sweet talker, a treat for sore eyes and a gentleman. His medical career was blossoming and his name was everywhere, a doctor of a noble heritage. Her being with him has caused a fuss in the aristocratic community, who was Nikita D'Amiano? The only thing that Nikita knows that once again she finds herself gravitating towards him, towards that warmth that she though was only his, she was burned by that warmth once, so why was she falling into his bed when she had already closed her heart to everything related to men?
Axia Toretto an orphan who has been hard to others to forget her own pain meets Luciano Lorenzo a cold aloof man who wants to make her life miserable. What happens when they are into each other? Will they love story blossom or become toxic?
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Control, Luiciano. You have always been in control and will always be.' I said within as I ran my hand through my hair roughly. She was looking vulnerable standing here, her hands on her chest and her hair at both sides. I was losing it. She was driving me mad. My body just moved on its own and my arms encircled her waist and pulled her to me. Her back hit my chest and her body tensed on mine, making her shirt fall to the ground. I moved my hand up and captured her neck. I loved the feeling of her neck on my hand. I caressed her chin and she let out a sharp breath. I pushed her chin up to look at me and her eyes stared at mine in anticipation. Her bottom went through her teeth and it just turned me on completely. I leaned down and captured her lips. Gosh! Her lips were like licking one of your favorite candy flavor. Our lips moved in perfect synchronization; like we knew what each other was gonna do. I sucked on her lips, my hands tightening on her neck and waist and she let out a soft moan and making her body relax on mine.