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Gwen
Ihad been looking forward to dating boys in college. Kissing. Petting. Losing my virginity. Falling in love.
Now, I am going to marry Bobby Vincenzio, Capo of the Chicago Outfit.
I have seen news articles about Bobby being chosen as one of Chicago’s most eligible bachelors year after year. He looks like he just stepped out of GQ magazine in every picture. Always impeccably groomed and dressed. He is breathtakingly handsome. Experienced. Masculine. Fit. Muscular. Tall. Alpha male. Powerful. Successful. Wealthy. Well read. He is perfect.
I always wanted to fall in love with a tall, dark, and handsome man like Bobby. I will not mind losing my virginity to him. He is everything a woman could desire, but…
I want to lose my virginity to a man who is in love with me. Bobby Vincenzio is not in love with me.
I need to be careful. I need to protect my heart. I do not want to get hurt. I have to stop thinking about him. I cannot fall in love with him.
My father always taught me that knowledge is power. So, after Paul and Nick leave, I go to my room and open my laptop computer.
I sit on my bed and spend a couple of hours googling Bobby Vincenzio. I find half of dozen YouTube videos of Bobby Vincenzio on the arms of various actresses, models, and Evie Bliss – the “B” movie actress. Bobby always his hands on the women he is with – like he owns them. I am sure they indulge his every need.
Bobby Vincenzio is hot. He is tall - 6’4”. Well-built. Muscular. Strong jaw. Masculine. High cheekbones. Cleft chin. He always has sexy scruff on his face.How will that stubble feel against my cheek?His eyes are the color of dark chocolate. His hair is dark brown, thick, and wavy. In one video he is standing next to Evie Bliss, wearing a jet-black tuxedo. He never takes his eyes off her. His eyes are dark and hungry when he looks at her in her sheer evening gown. His arm is possessively around her her waist. He does not smile. He looks sinister. He does not talk to the interviewer. He barely talks at all.
My anxiety is growing. I pull off my heels and drop them on the floor. My black dress feels tight and uncomfortable.
The women Bobby prefers? Nothing like me. Tall, thin, and exotic looking. Dark hair. Dark eyes. Older. Experienced. Confident. Bold. Famous. Sexy. Strong.
Me? Young. Fair. Petite. Blonde. Curves. Inexperienced. Insecure. Weak. I am not his type. I take inventory of my body – big breasts – too big, I think. Round bottom. Short – 5’4”.
I study a video of Bobby being interviewed about a restaurant opening. It is the first video where I see him smile. His teeth are straight and white. He is standing outside in the Chicago sunshine. The reporter is a beautiful and sexy, young, woman. She is holding the microphone for him while gazing up at him adoringly. Bobby is almost flirting with her. He is charming. Smiling. Oozes charisma. A predator. Sinister looking. Gorgeous. I am almost jealous of the attention he pays her.
“Are you a wise guy? The rumors are that you run the Chicago Outfit or Mafia.” The reporter asks him.
“Of course not. That is just a rumor. There are not any more wise guys – we are all legitimate businessmen. This isn’t the 1920’s. I am not Al Capone.” Bobby answers and laughs.
My body tingles all over when I listen to him speak. His voice is deep with a very sexy rasp.
“Really, you don’t rub people out?” The reporter smiles.
“I don’t rub people out. I spend my days in meetings, looking at spreadsheets, going over stock portfolios, like every other businessman.”
He smiles. His eyes reveal that he feels the chemistry between them.
“Are you ever going to get married? You seem to like the ladies!”
“I do like the ladies, maybe a little too much! No, I’m not going to get married. I am a committed bachelor. I enjoy my freedom and my life as it is.”
The video ends.
Did he sleep with her?Probably. Another conquest for Bobby.
I study him. I feel heat between my thighs. I clench my legs together. I touch his face on the screen.What does his sexy stubble feel like? His muscular chest?I want his large hands on me. Feel his tongue on my lips.Stop.
I close my laptop.
Bobby Vincenzio can have any woman in the world.Why does he want me?He does’nt. He is marrying me for my father’s real estate empire. I am a business deal. A merger. Another asset. He will seduce me on our wedding night and then go back to his girlfriends after our honeymoon.
He will never love me.
How do I feel?Attraction. I cannot stop thinking about Bobby.
What do I want?To be in love with him.
