The Mafia’s King unbridled Love
Alejandro, on the other hand, mumbled incoherent words, calling my name rep
whole body shudder a
for air, I smiled. That was the best
" Alejandro asked
derf
tle distance between us. He slowly and gently place
in love with you, E
feelings to me felt so surreal and I felt
id he just say th
to face him squa
ame way about
t handsome man, I had ever seen and I couldn't believe he was mine. My st
ore with you and listen to you speak all day long."
men dressed in all black, shot two m
motions whatsoever. Instead, he kept qu
man in their own blood and flesh. That's why I don't want to ever have anythi
said not
g anything, Al?" I asked, confused
ed a thing or two about his opinion on mafias. Him, d
Emily. I didn't know yo
ed to the alarm clock on my nightstand. Then, it dawned
sting the sheets to cover my naked brea
her ado, Ale
position. Unbothered by our sweat-slicked naked body, we kissed again. This time, it was passionate bu
our bathroo
ly scooped me into his arm and whisked me towards the bathroom. I giggled all
tap. Almost at once, water gushed out, cascading down my back into t
up the bar of my bathing
y." His voice was taunting,
ingers into my clit, circling around t
l?
mily. S
g it and my mind was on fire, refraining from exploding from
stop,
he did before. All at once, a sudden rush of sweet sensation ra
tasting and licking my juice right off them. I blushed
erful, Emily." His husk
u, Al." I
wha
g me feel
aking me discover some part
taking a shower. Fully clothed, Alejand
for dinner, A
, Emily. G
y?" I q
ent business
ss? Al, did you ju
ening out the strands that stood fiercely among
two days. I can't ignore my busi
e dinner with my Dad
arted but I interru
kind of business is so important that you aren't wil
kiss on my forehead, and one kiss was all it took. Ju
fidential
rowed and I
a tingling sensation tugged at that pa
g a sweet kiss on my skin thereaft
alled. Not wantin
call you
hing that transpired between Alejandro and I in the last forty eight hours. My sweet
emories over and over again. My eyelids bec
who's
voice, only to see my Dad walking i
rner of my head. My vision blurred
eping here, Emil
k I fell asleep here righ
brow at me. "W
med myself. "He
you told
es
" My dad asked, plopping
eked. "Can't my boyfri
el
a child, Dad. So pleas
new him, that was exactly what he does an
a loud gush. "I'm sorry for yelling, D
u shouldn't have a boyfriend or something. Of course, you can. You're a gro
t misty. "T
you know what he does, where he lives,
l asking
is his r
said anyt
arted again and
jandro is not a mafia!" My voice raised a littl
Okay, if you say so, Emily. But-" he paused
my low
signalling the end of our mafia discussion. My dad was about t
ked, hoping to change the whole atmosphe