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“Especially mia madre. She asks at the end of every call when I’ll return home.”
“That must be very tough for you.”
He gives a lagging nod. “It’s the consequence of my life choices.”
“Do you think maybe, one day, you’ll see them again?”
His brows pull together in a frown. “I will as soon as Giorgio is out of the way. He’s the reason we have so many enemies.”
“Maybe you’ll get to see them sooner than you expect. The thought makes me wish my parents were still alive. But unfortunately, I lost them shortly before I lost my brother.”
We sit silenced by our own thoughts. Avenging my brother’s death has shielded me from the thought that I’m now truly alone. Sure, I have Jenna, but she’s planning to move back to California with her family. Maybe I’ll see about tagging along with her after all of this is done.
“It’s getting late. Come on, let me show you to the guest room.”
I get up, walking behind him. My eyes dart to his long, toned legs and model-like movements. And his butt…
Is there anything Idon’tlike about Marcello?
I already knew I was physically drawn to him, but to now know that he looks after his parents only makes him more attractive.
Marcello opens the door and moves aside for me to walk in. The room is cozily furnished with a full-size bed decorated by large, colorful pillows.
"Thank you.” I drop to the edge of the bed, and start removing my boots and then my jacket. “I can’t wait for all of this to be over.”
“Soon.” His eyes soften, and he walks toward me. He reaches for my hand after sitting next to me.
I cover his hand with mine and electricity passes between us. He lifts my hand and presses his lips against my palm, then leans in to take my lips.
Marcello’s tenderness is enough to calm any worried mind. He rests his hand on the nape of my neck, kissing me tenderly. To find a balance in this position, I close the gap between us and wrap my hands around him, savoring his lips gently.
After that hot sex we had in the club bathroom, not a day has passed that I don’t long to do it again. To have him like that again.
He breaks the kiss, looking at me with burning desire. Our lips lock again, but wildly this time. I could kiss him for eternity. What are the odds that I find a decent guy in the middle of this chaos?
Marcello’s exploring fingers crawl beneath my top, caressing my stomach and moving upward until he gets to my full breasts. I moan into his mouth as he molds and caresses them while our tongues keep rolling in a rhythmic pattern.
The enticing smell of his musky fragrance spreads arousal down my spine. That intense desire spreads through me to my fingertips, making me long for his mouth all over my body. We break the kiss, and he assists me in taking off my top, flinging it on the floor.
He takes off his own shirt, and our lips merge fiercely once more. While his fingers unbutton my jeans, his lips moved torture my neck and nip at my earlobes.
I moan, holding onto his head. My chest heaves, and blood rushes through my veins. Feeling his soft lips on my chest makes me throw my head back with a moan. While kissing my shoulders, he takes off my bra, his lips torturing my body as the straps fall down my arms.
“You have gorgeous breasts.” His eyes fix on them with admiration, kissing them tenderly as he tosses my bra out of the way.
“Oh…”
His phone buzzes in his pocket, though he ignores it while his tongue makes wicked circular patterns over my hard nipple. As good as it feels, there’s no way I can focus when the phone keeps buzzing.
“I’ve got to answer the call,” Marcello groans before kissing me once more.
“Sure, get it.”
The moment he pulls back, I reach for the duvet to shield my nakedness. This could have ended up leading to another sizzling encounter that we both seem to need, but the call’s ruined it.
“Hey, Tito,” he says, pacing the room with his chest still bare. Quickly, I reach for my clothes and put them on before sitting back on the bed.
My eyes dart to his heart tattoo, the one on his abdomen, and I can't stop wondering if he was once in love with someone. His face hardens as listens to the person who’d called him. I can only watch his body language to guess what the other party is saying.
