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His Saving grace

🇳🇬Def_not_Rahama
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If there was anything Adonis Vivaldi thought would tame him, it definitely wasn't matters of the heart. But when he meets a certain sweet and fiesty red head, All manner of control and restraint seems to chalk out of the picture. Fresh out of college, Yavannah Constantine moves to Italy to stay with her brother only to find herself under the sensuous and unnerving gaze of her brothers boss. She cannot explain neither can she deny her bodies reaction to this irresistible man. A unplanned encounter causing a spark that would burn for years or would the mischievous and sly hand of fate douse what was yet to bloom.
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Chapter 1 - Prologue

Adonis Vivaldi.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you," she says softly. Concern and determination resounding through her beautiful voice.

I didn't know what was more comical. The fact that the person protecting me was an extremely feminine looking girl or the fact that a strange kind of warmth blossomed in my chest at her words?

" This does not concern you, woman." The tallest of the bunch shouts, brandishing a pocket knife at his side. "Move before you get hurt."

"Here," she says, turning around to hand me a plastic bag with groceries in it. I reach out to hold it, grabbing one side of the bag while she holds the other.

She grabs a few heavy looking tin cans and turns back around to face the men.

She was beautiful.

" Have it your way then," He shouts. Two other men follow suit, charging at us. I reach out to pull her from harms way, but she moves faster than the speed of lightning, aiming the tin cans accurately.

The first guy slumps as it comes in contact with his head. He crumbles to the ground, groaning in pain. I grimace internally when the second tin comes in contact with the second guy's dick. His eyes bulge for a few seconds, mouth stuck in a wordless "o" before howling like a wolf and crouching painfully.

The third guy seemed to have caught our ploy and tactically evaded the emerging tin can. She turns to me hastily and grabs my palm before yelling

"RUN".

My senses seemed to have dwindled a little for I couldn't move for a few seconds. My entire body seemed to react to the feeling of her skin on mine. She pulls me even harder breaking me out of my trance. I will myself to move as she led me.

We break out into a full sprint as the third guy chased us even faster. Our legs moved in sync as she led me through the twist and turns of downtown avenue.

"Here" She yells, dragging me into a narrow alley with an unnoticeable door at the end.

We drift to a stop right at the foot of the door, our chests heaving simultaneously. She hastily turns the knob and pushes the door open.

"Don't let them get away" A voice shouts making our heads turn urgently.

She turns back to me, shoving me into room before getting in and shutting it quietly.

My back hits the wall immediately I step into the room. I had to slouch because the room was too small and I, too tall. I look down at the woman pressed into my chest. My heart raced faster than we had just ran as her brown eyes, filled with curiosity, stared back at me.

The soft panes of her breasts contrasted with my chest when she grabbed my forearms to steady herself. My body was much too aware of our proximity. Correction – My dick was much too aware of our proximity.

Every second spent there was torture. The need in my loins kept growing and she wasn't helping matters by looking directly at me. Not that there was space to look at anything else. I struggled physically not to ogle at her face. The glow casted on her features by the ray of sunlight emerging from a hole in the ceiling was ethereal. Soon enough, my restraint dwindled.

Her skin is flushed, her cheeks reddened from running, her blush was endearing in contrast to her light and milky looking skin. Her chocolate brown eyes look almost like melted honey reflecting the sun rays. Her plump fuchsia lips spread in a delightful smile as the scent of vanilla and lavender fills my nose.

"What's your name" she whispers almost inaudibly in an attempt to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Adonis". I reply in a millisecond and she nods her head.

"Mine is Anna" she whispers again, trying her best to be quiet.

"That's a lovely name" I compliment making her chuckle sweetly.

She was delightful. Beyond delightful.

I couldn't stop myself from leaning into the crook of her neck as my fingers curl into fists on either side of her. I must have been delirious because the lovely scent fills up my nose again, overpowering my senses. I was so delirious that I couldn't make sense of what she whispered into my ear.

"Huh" I say distractedly.

"I said, they've gone" she says again.

Oh.

I felt a bit upset that they had gone.

Raising my head up slowly, her brown eyes fall on my face again, this time they were filled with concern.

She pats my arm softly and I wonder what she was trying to do. She doesn't seem to realize that the more she touches me, the more the rise in my tent bulges against my zipper.

She wiggles around trying to force the rusty knob open making me stifle a groan as her breasts kept brushing into my chest. The door finally gives in and she immediately steps out into the alleyway.

My eyes travel down to my pants and I thank the heavens that the bulge wasn't too noticeable.

"Everything all right, big guy?" She asks innocently. I quickly shake my head softly, stepping out of the tiny room.

"I'm all right" I lied.

"That was insane" she blurts. Her eyes danced around in their sockets, a very wide smile on her face.

"That was dangerous" I chide her softly. She giggled almost jeeringly.

"You really need to learn some self-defense" She says cocking her head at me." You can't let all this-" she began, waving her hands around my arms and chest "- go to waste".

I could have protected myself but there was no point. The person that sent them didn't want them to hurt me. What they wanted was to capture me having a physical altercation with a civilian and blow it up on the news.

Famous Business man Adonis Vivaldi caught having a physical altercation with civilians in public.

Not willing to divulge unnecessary personal information, I simply respond to her with a smile. She smiles back, gathering her beautiful bright red hair into a ponytail. Her hair reminded me of someone.

"Take care Adonis" She mutters softly, looking into my eyes one last time before turning around.

"Thank you" I reply after her. She looks back one more time, waving at me before disappearing into the corner of the alley.

A smile spreads across on my features as I rub my chest softly.

"La mia bella grazia salvifica"