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I could imagine myself peeling that too-tight dress off of her. I could imagine how she would giggle when I touched her. I could also imagine how her moans would sound when I was deep inside of her.
This was not so strange. I never had any problem with my sexual desires. It was very easy for me to feel those. Venus aroused me so much that I thought maybe all those other strange sensations were tied to this. Maybe it was only because I wanted to have her naked beneath me, writhing with pleasure.
I always liked giving more than getting in the bedroom. I enjoyed seeing lust in their eyes. Seeing emotions were entertainment for me but seeing them during sex was much different. Sex and torture amazed me in the same way. They both created such raw, genuine feelings. Seeing how extreme emotions I could create with my body in another was alluring in the best way.
As we started moving to the music, something else dawned on me. “What is your name?” I could not go around calling her Venus.
She tilted her head confused, and bit down her bottom lip. I could make her bite that lip for whole another reason if I have been ever given the chance. Maybe getting hard while dancing so closely was not very gentlemanly, but I couldn’t help it. She was making it too difficult to stay calm.
And the weird part was that she was doing nothing at all. She was just too transparent. Too intriguing for someone like me. I could read her soul without even trying. I could sense her emotions so very easily. It almost filled my own void.
“You don’t know who I am?” she asked with furrowed burrows.
I shook my head. “This is the first time I am seeing you.” Maybe it was the most strange of it all. I knew I might not find her when I was looking for a bride because she might be promised or even married, but this was not a very big party. It was a birthday party after all. I should have known everybody here. “Did your parents keep you a little too protected? Maybe for your fiancée?”
I had to know.
A knowing look took over her face. I didn’t care. I was not planning to hide my intentions regarding her. “I don’t have a fiancée.”
I knew it.
I turned her around, and a delicious giggle escaped her. She seemed simply too happy to be dancing with me. I liked seeing that emotion so intensely, but I also got overwhelmed with her brightness.
“Actually, they kept me a little too free,” she said with a playful smile.
“How so?” It was not common for girls to be free in Cosa Nostra.
She shrugged. “I am too much of a free spirit, I suppose. I keep sneaking out.”
“You do?” Interesting.
“I do,” she answered cheerfully.
Whoever was the father of this girl was probably not a very traditional made men. I knew a few names like that in the Outfit, but I also knew she was not the daughter of any of those.
Maybe I was wrong, and she was too young for me to even know her. “How old are you?”
“Turning twenty soon,” she answered simply.
She was young but old enough for me to be able to pursue her. One look at her body was enough to make me hard, and she was not promised to anyone. She was exactly the thing I was looking for.
Who the fuck was she?
“Are you going to tell me your name?” I demanded again.
“Well,” she said, thinking. “That wouldn’t be fair because you have to give me something too, and I already know your name. You are Antonio Mazzoni.”
I liked hearing my name in her voice. But I wanted her name too. I could have gone back and asked Mia, but it was not enough. I needed to get it from her. It felt like if I didn’t learn her name, she was going to vanish like one of the fairies in Clara’s storybooks.
Thankfully I knew how to charm women. I was always good at calculating them and seeing if they were affected by me. She clearly was, and she didn’t seem like she was going to run away. She was going to give me back as much as I was going to give her.
A dance of wills.
I was going to win.
I slowly slide my hand to her wrist from her hand. “Everybody knows who I am,” I said, caressing her soft pale arm slowly.
She drew in a breath against my touch. “So modest,” Venus whispered with a rusty voice. She was just too easy to charm. I wondered if she was always like this or it had something to do with me. I wondered if she ever gave that admiring gaze to anyone else.
