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I catch the bartender’s attention and say, “Make us two Negronis, my friend.”
The bartender nods, a sly grin playing on his face as he recognizes that this is a special date. He starts to work his magic right before our eyes. He grabs a mixing glass, fills it with ice, and begins to assemble our cocktails.
First, he pours a generous helping of gin into the glass, and I watch as the clear liquid flows smoothly. Next, he adds Campari, a vibrant red liqueur that adds a delightful bitterness to the mix. And finally, a splash of sweet vermouth to round off the flavors.
With an expert’s precision, he stirs the concoction, the ice cubes clinking against the glass like a sweet melody. As he stirs, the colors blend, the deep crimson of the Campari merging with the gin’s transparency, creating a beautiful sunset hue.
He strains the cocktail into two chilled glasses, each filled with a single large ice cube. Then, he takes a thin slice of orange peel and, with a quick twist, releases a burst of citrus oil over the cocktails. The oil settles on the surface, adding a fragrant, zesty aroma to the air.
He places the garnished cocktails in front of us, and I slide one over to her. “Here you go, a classic Negroni. Italy in a glass,” I say, raising my own to clink it gently against hers.
We both take a sip, and the bittersweet symphony of flavors dances on our palates. The perfect balance of gin botanicals, Campari bitterness, and sweet vermouth richness makes her exclaim “This is good!”
“I know.”
She takes another sip before turning to face me, “So, why am I here? You have been hounding me. Don’t tell me you dragged me all the way here just to get me to try a cocktail.”
She is so damn sassy.
I lean in loving the way she shivers. ”I have an idea.”
I wrap my hand around hers and lead her through the crowd back to the VIP lounge. She tugs me once to get me to stop, “What about our drinks?”
“Don’t worry,bella.I can get us more when we get back.”
“Back from where?”
I don’t reply, leading her away from the noise of the club.
Once we are finally in the VIP room I had booked just for this occasion, I turn and lock it.
Then I turn to her, my eyes blazing, “No more interruptions.”
She bites her lip as she tosses her bag to the table next to her. Even from here, I can see the goosebumps forming on her skin. “Alessandro, did you make me come all this way for sex?”
I smirk at her, “Are you complaining?”
“I thought I made it clear it was a one-time thing.”
I unbutton the collar of my shirt, “I never agreed to such a thing.”
Another shiver races through her.
I want her on her hands and knees. I want the taste of her cunt on my tongue. That is all I am interested in right now.
I am frustrated that I am not getting any leads on the serial killer.
I cannot control that, but I can sure as hell control this.
I walk towards her closing the distance between us. My fingers sink into her beautiful blonde hair, which she has decided to wear down tonight.
I angle her face towards mine, “I know what you thought. I don’t know what gave you the idea though, that what we have can only be explored in one night, because that was foolish.I want you. I want you now. And I know if I reached my hand between those thighs, there will be proof that you want me too.”
“But…”
My heart is thudding as I slant my lips over her soft pillowy ones and take her words away. She sinks into me, her hands holding onto my arms.
“Maledettamente perfetto,” I whisper into the kiss.
