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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