Alessio
She escapes to her room, again and it's really starting to piss me off. I only have five months with her and I that means that I want to spend every minute with her. But I can't because being back in Italia means being back in real life and I almost miss Alaska. Atleast there I had the freedom to do what ever I wanted, whenever I wanted. Here I have responsobilities and family to take care of again.
"She is special." Nonna says in Italian and I groan knowing what is about to come. Nonna has never liked any of the women I brought home.
"Nonna she is a consultant no need to insult her." Dean says and he sounds so much nicer than I would have saying the same thing. It always annoyed me as a kid how Dean always got his way. The only time someone listened to me over Dean was when we were asking my father for something.
"She acts like she is better than us." Morally Naitee is probably so much better than all of us. I am not a stranger to any of the actions people in my family are taking. Even my sister is involved in the Familia in spite of her young age. After what happened with my mother my father has choosen a untraditional way of raising his daughter. Training her in both the business and the fighting. She was a made woman only two years older then when I was a made man.
"It is called confidence Nonna." Gabi says playing with her food and Aria makes a weird coughing sound. Nonna gives Aria a burning look and scoffs. I look at Ice and he looks amused in his way which means that his face would look totally blank to a normal person.
I stare back at the door Naitee just left through and I stand up. This is entire dinner is weird. My siblings, the wife who cheated on me and I am cheating on, my right hand man and my grandmother. I am just happy that my father is not here. He is Dean on the outside and worse than me on the inside.
"It is nice to be home again. Ice and Dean in my office in three hours." I see Aria start to rise but I am already out of the room I will avoid her until she bores again and leaves for Milano. We have already tried the apologising thing but it always ends with a note and her spending my money on ridiculous things such as designer water.
I catch up to Naitee faster than I thought, she is wandering around obviously not finding the way back to her room. She looks over her shoulder at me and groans.
"Do not make sounds like that if you do not want me to take you right here." She spins around and stares at me angrily.
"Why do you do this Alessio?" I stalk forward and her eyes widen just a tiny bit.
"Because you are mine, I own you now." Her mouth opens, ready to spit out a retort but I grab her first. It is almost like fate led her to stand outside of my office. I push the door open and walk her inside with my body. I kiss her and push her back onto my desk at the same time. She gasps as she lands on the hard wood and I sweep everything behind her to the side.
"Wait Dolcezza." I back up and lock the door before walking slowly back to her. Her eyes are like plates, wide with a mix of fear, lust and anger.
Her legs are spread wide from where I was standing a few seconds ago and I can clearly see her red panties.
"Maledizione." I groan.
Naitee
He stares at the spot right between my legs and if it was any other man I would've kicked his ass. He swears and his voice is all growely in Italian and it makes the heartbeat between my legs go faster. He so fast that I don't even see him move before he's on me. He pushing me down and some of the things he missed press into my back.
"The things I want to do to you." He says into my neck before ripping, actuallly ripping my brand new Chanel dress down the front. I gasp and he growls as he sees my lacy red bra.
"Where did you get this?" He asks his eyes flaming.
"Your wife." It's a dig I can't help but get in and his face twists in anger for a second before saying.
"And you look so much better in it." He tears at the rest of my clothes and then just stares at me, naked, for a second. I start to squirm when he's been silent for to long and he notices. His eyes meet mine and he says, "You do not ever have to doubt that you are beautiful Dolcezza." His words are corny in a way but they still calm a cloud in my head.
"Then show me how beautiful you think I am Rich boy." The nickname slips out and it's what makes Alessio snap.
"Do you need me to show you just how much of a man I am?" His words are deliciously threatening.
"I think I do." I bite my lip and his hands go to the belt of his, once again, suit pants. They fall down and the bulge is scarely big.
"Then I will Dolcezza." He pulls my hips closer to him and the feeling of him grinding against me with only the barrier of his boxers. His hands box me in on either side of my face and suddenly my whole world is him.
"Stop teasing it's not befitting of you Rich boy." I grind out after he refuses to actually fuck me. I should be more aware of his game by this point but I still get riled up every time he does this.
"Then do not call me Rich boy, Dolcezza." I don't notice his boxers dissapearing before he slams into me without warning. I realise something the second he's in my and freeze.
"Condom." He growls and backs up. "I will get you the morning after pill now wrap your legs around my hips Dolcezza." I think about it for a second before doing as he says. My legs wrap around his muscualar hips and that's all the okay he needs. The first thrust is so hard that I would've fallen of the desk if my legs weren't wrapped around him. He hits my G-spot and the pleasure is so intense that my eyes almost roll back into my head.
"Do not call me boy again unless you want me to publically degrade you until every last piece of the FBI agent is gone." He says after pulling back and slamming forward again. For some reason a primal part of me would like him to do that to me and I push it down. I have already fallen far enough, I will not crash at the bottom.
"What do you want me to call you then?" My words are breathy with spaces between them because of the constant hard thrusts.
"Call me yours." He says and his hands sneak between us. His thumb makes circles around my sensitive clit and after two seconds I'm ready to explode. He starts to go faster and I know he's about to come aswell. The friction and the slamming just gets harder and harder and suddenly I'm screaming. My head thrown back and my throat aching. He explodes in me and I feel so warm. Like it's a summer day and not november.
"Oh my god." I groan my whole body still tngeling.
"Do not bring god into this Dolcezza. I am the one who made you scream." I groan and not in pleasure this time. He is so picky for someone who's second language is english.
"Don't ruin this." He chuckles and I already regret doing this, again.
"Fine Dolcezza, do you need me to help you find your room now?" I push him off me and he stumbles back playfully. I stand up and look down at myself. I'm naked with still fading hickeys all over my upper body and thighs. Between my legs I can see just the hint of his pleasure and it makes me hot all over again.
"How am I suppsed to get back too my room now huh? I look like I've just been fucked." I stare at him and refuse the urge to cross my arms.
"You have just been fucked and you look perfect. I will bring you new clothes then Piccolina, wait here." Alessio pulls his clothes back on quickly and the only sign that anything happened is his puffy red lips and messy hair. He looks younger this way and he's stunning. If he wasn't a murderer I would be sure that he was a model.
"Hurry up, I don't have all day." I call out after him but he justs chuckles again. I hear him mumble something again but I don't catch exactly what he says. After the door closes behind him I realise something. I'm alone in an office, maybe even Alessio's office and I have a chance to find information that could change everything.
I walk around the desk and stare down at the once neat desk. Things are strewn around and I pick up the first paper I find. It's somekind of a payment wired to an off shore account. Probably drugs, I know I won't remeber the bank numbers so I don't even try to look. The next paper is also money and it's worth nothing. I need names or information but it seems they are too smart for that. There are a few locked drawers and I don't try to pull enough I have already gotten some information. An office with hopefully helping information that seems to be unlocked. I just need to remember where it is and then I can come back when I have time.
Alessio has just given me more a useful way out of here if I ever need it and a possibility of information to give to the FBI. It's like he wants me to get him put in jail again.
When Alessio walks back into the room I'm sitting on the desk. I had put the still mostly whole underwear back on again and Alessio's eyes practically light up again as he sees me.
"You just want me to go crazy do you not Dolcezza ?" He drops the clothes he just brought in my lap and and kisses me so hard that my lips are going to be blue. I'm sure that I'm supposed to hate him for doing this to me but it seems impossible when it just feels so right.
No one ever told me that a deal with the devil would feel so good.