Vincenzo wrapped his arms around Vanessa's waist, pulling her close. The warmth of his embrace comforted her for a brief moment, but the ache inside her remained. He let go just as quickly, his face softening as their eyes met.
"Let go," Vanessa whispered, her voice barely a breath.
But instead of pulling away, Vincenzo only drew her closer, a faint smile curling on his lips. There was something in his gaze, something only she could provoke. He kissed her cheek gently before speaking, his voice steady but laced with a raw honesty that made her heart ache.
"Listen to me," he said. "I won't lie to you again. I promise."
Her tears, unnoticed until now, began to stain his shirt as she buried her face against his chest. Her breath was shallow, the weight of his confession hanging between them.
"I'm trying to heal," she said, her voice breaking. "You killed my father. He knew our secret."
Vincenzo's grip tightened around her, his heart beating wildly in his chest. His eyes softened as he watched the tears fall from her eyes, a sting of guilt washing over him. He hated seeing her like this, but he had made his choices.
Without a word, he leaned in and kissed her softly, almost apologetically. He gently laid her down on the sofa, his hands shaking as he began to unbutton her shirt, his emotions swirling in chaos.
"Vincenzo, stop this," she pleaded, her voice trembling.
He ignored her, unable to control his desires, his love for her warring with the dark life that bound him.
"Come on," he murmured, his tone rough with need. "I can't control it. I love you… but the mafia... they hold me."
Vanessa gasped softly, her body tensing as he moved closer. She winced at the pain, but she endured it—because, in that moment, she knew the truth.
"I'll make it better," Vincenzo whispered, his voice breaking slightly as he wiped away her tears. "It's fine. I promise you, it's fine."
Her gaze met his, and for a split second, the rough exterior of the mafia boss softened into something... tender. Something she hadn't seen before. His lips brushed against hers, slow and sweet, as if trying to erase the hurt.
Vanessa closed her eyes, overwhelmed by the emotions she was feeling—love, pain, and the undeniable pull toward the man who had both destroyed and saved her in the same breath. As he kissed her, she couldn't help but wonder... Did she just let him take her first time?
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This expansion focuses on the emotional intensity and the complex feelings both characters have toward each other and their tangled pasts. Let me know what you think