"Mom, I feel weird. My tummy feels ticklish."
"Oh mija, those are butterflies," the mother caressed her daughter's forehead.
"Butterflies, why are they in my tummy?" the little girl asked, wide-eyed with wonder.
"They are there to let you know when you feel happy. Natalia, let me tell you a story. Do you want to hear a story?" the mother asked her daughter, who was now examining her stomach.
Her daughter nodded. "Okay, este es la historia de las mariposas."
Throughout her life, Natalia constantly felt those butterflies in her stomach. She felt them when she went on an airplane for the first time or when she had to perform in front of people. She felt their presence when she first met Alessandro, but she soon came to realize that over time, these butterflies disappeared. At least, she didn't feel them anymore with Alessandro. Was it because she wasn't happy with Alessandro's choice of life or was it because she didn't love him anymore?
Alessandro also knew about these butterflies, but to him it was called adrenaline. He love the feeling of adrenaline running through his veins. He got his adrenaline rush by racing cars, running away from the police, and stealing from powerful people. He loved the feeling so much that he hoped that it will never go away.
After being apart for five years, will Natalia's butterflies fly in excitement when she sees him again? Also, will Alessandro finally get tired of living life on the edge?
"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚."
Natalia glared at Lorenzo and tried crawling away from him once more, every cell in her body screaming for her to run as far away as she could. "How many times do I need to cum before you're satisfied?" Natalia panted against him, desperate noises leaving her mouth as the sixth orgasm started building in the pit of her stomach.
Lorenzo pulled her closer when he sensed the girl crawling away, ignoring her whimpers as he grew rougher. "Until you realise this is a punishment, not a reward."
"And when has excessive orgasms ever been a punishment?"
"Let's see if you'll think the same in a few hours."
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Natalia Martin was simply on a work trip. Simply on a work trip when she happened to meet Lorenzo Valiente, not knowing that kissing him would change her life, not knowing that taking him to her hotel room would change her life, not knowing that offering him to stay would change her life.
But neither had Lorenzo.
Lorenzo Valiente hadn't expected that having sex with the strange woman would force her into hiding and that he'd feel compelled to take her in and undo what wrongs he had done by accidentally putting a bounty on her head. His status as capo dei capi had never affected the clueless women he fucked until then. And it was not like he had intended to put a million-dollar bounty on the young successful career woman's head.
He just thought that her eyes were pretty.
That her dimpled cheek was cute.
And that her bright smile made his heart skip a beat.