My Italian

My Italian

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What happens when a black woman from South Africa crashes into the world of an Italian bachelor who's world revolves only on his work and nothing else? 27 year old Katlego Mokoena gets a job at Russo Industries. Which is one of the biggest IT tech companies in the world and she's happy she got the job. Great news is that it's in another country all the way across the ocean. Bad news is that she'll be away from her family. Marco Russo is one of the world's most successful bachelors at 29. He is the CEO of Russo Industries and has been making it big since taking over from his father Stefano Russo. Will destiny prevail? Or will their backgrounds get in the way of two stars that were meant to be? ~ "Be mine and I'll treat you like a Queen", he said. His hands were around my waist, his lips on my neck as he whispered to me. "I'm not a Queen, I'm a Goddess, and I don't need a man Mr Russo", I replied pushing him away from me. "We'll see about that Dea". (Goddess) PS: images and GIFs used in my story do not belong to me, I found them on Pinterest and Google
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𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬: 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞. ____________________________________________ I opened the door to Lorenzo's office, which was a masculine, spacious, and luxurious room with a dark, old-money theme. He was on a phone call, but I didn't mind. As I walked towards him, his eyes were glued to my every move. I slowly took off my robe, revealing my stunning body. Lorenzo let out a low growl and gasped at the sight of me. The person on the other end of the phone call asked if anything was wrong, to which Lorenzo replied, "No," while still looking at me and licking his lips. I positioned myself sitting on Lorenzo's lap, then started grinding on him, feeling him get a huge boner as he began to grunt. He whispered, "P-princess." "Yes, my love?" I responded, pausing my movements. "Please don't," he pleaded, trying to keep his grunting quiet. Just then, the person on the phone asked him a question about their newest business venture. ____________________________________________ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲. ......It captures the essence of their unique journey from arranged marriage to falling in love I'll start updating 4 times a week next week!!!!

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