Don Marcello, Lord Of Desire

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big mahogany king-sized bed, with an ornate metal headboard, covered with snow-white sheets and a duvet. The bed is in the middle of a spacious room, with an antique c

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y head. I survived. What happened? What happened to

ce? A hotel? How

hone. I look around the bed and on the chaste of drawers but I can't find it. That's when I remember

G

ened after the windshield breaking

door and thank

the marble floor of the corri

is is no

ma. I end up in a kitchen, where a middle-age

n feeling tha

e? Good morning. Is it even morning? Doe

ng me jump. The old woman turns with a surprised look on her face. My eye

hair and piercing blue eyes. He is trim, with a chiselled jaw and broad shoulders, and his black suit fits him perfectly. He looks to be in his early thirties, and und

ff his taut frame in waves like he was in

eems...

llow

tell if it was from excitement or embarrassment. I probably look like a mad woman. I just jumped out of bed without even cleaning up or looking at myself in th

eep well?"

no idea who he is or what his intentions towards me are. Di

ng my response? My mouth is dry and my po

walks toward me. My body tenses up. I don't know whether to close my eyes o

plies dearly with a smile loaded with affection. So s

ill be staying here with us for quite som

an? How does he even know who I am? My family is

iletto," she says. My eyes keep

this man the right to decide on wher

rewarned that I will try to break free. Tha

se you won't win," he says wi

re I had slept. I pull forcefully out of his grip and he

athing distance between us because I don't l

? Is it you that wanted to kill me? Where is Matteo and Diego? Did you kill the

a, but I can only answer one at a tim

ve you kidnapped

ve kidnapped you?" he cocks his

time? I have a home. I have a home," I try but fail to keep my v

me, Amato, until I decide it is the right time for you

hiss through my clenched teeth, seething with ang

says. "I am Marcello Viscuso. I do whatever I want, signorina. Do not ques

at's when I remember someone mentioning Don Marcello last night in the car. So h

g impressed as if I

ave brought you here so that you can clean yourself up and change. There is whatever you will need in the wardrobe. Make sure you show up for br

ay anymore. He hasn't even answere

bas

k does he t

uld scream out all the frustr