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“I am curious.”
“It doesn’t matter where it goes.”
“Does it go back into your mafia empire? To your family?”
“No.”
“Where then?”
“Charities.”
I blinked at him a few times, waiting to see if it was a joke, but he kept his face deadly serious. “Charities? What type of charities?”
“I am a silent ambassador for lots of charities all over the world, Elle. I know you might find that hard to believe.”
I licked my lips and tried to understand the complexity of this man. Nothing about him made any sense. “Which charities?”
“Does it matter?”
“Yes.”
He sighed again. “Help the homeless. Children in poverty. Young addicts. Women’s aid. Refuges and shelters. Orphanages.”
“That’s…” I was a little speechless and shell-shocked. Not because I didn’t think that was an incredible thing, but because I did not expect any of that from someone who kills, imports illegal drugs, distributes weaponry and runs the biggest mafia empire in Italy. It was like he was living separate lives. “...amazing. Does your papi approve?”
“As long as it is my own money, he doesn’t care what I do with it.”
“Why do you do it? Give your personal profits to those less fortunate than you? I mean, I think it’s truly admirable but isn’t it also a little… contradicting? I mean you are the one supplying drugs on the streets. Promoting violence in our country.”
“I believe that we all have a responsibility for what we put out in the world. You do one bad thing. You put it right with two good things. It’s all about balance. Do you think if I stopped running the South that there wouldn’t be another asshole stepping into my shoes? And possibly being a much worse fucking gremlin to society, than what I am? This is the world we live in, Elle. It will never go away. We are all replaceable. I have more than enough money, while others are struggling to survive. It only feels fair.”
I stared at him as he talked so passionately about this topic that my heart swelled in my chest. I had never known anyone like him. How can a man be so bad, yet also, so profoundly good? I had always looked up to the men in my life. Gio. My papi. But neither of them had this mentality. It was so refreshing.
Sensing we were done, he leaned forward and started to focus on the spreadsheets again. I studied him, the yearning to kiss him was growing with every passing second. My heart beat violently beneath my ribs as I contemplated whether I was really going to do this. Was I going to give into my insane urge to jump this man and make a move? I watched him wordlessly, almost breathlessly. I was so fucking horny just staring at that lightly stubbled, strong jaw set in a serious frown as the numbers flashed before his stunning eyes. Those huge biceps flexed and vibrated with every movement as he typed. Those fingers. Strong and masculine. Magical fingers from the little performance they gave me last night. I licked my lips as my logic raced away from me, laughing at me and taunting me. I was now just a sexually frustrated, horny woman with a man that I would like to see any woman in her right mind resist.
Without allowing my mind to think too deeply about what any of this would mean, I suddenly stood up and pushed his chest until he was leaning back in his chair. He stared up at me with complete surprise and confusion on his gorgeous face as I straddled his lap and grabbed his face in my hands. I dived at his lips with insatiable hunger, rocking my hips against him, leaving him momentarily stunned. It didn’t last long before he was kissing me back with just as much urgency, his free hand gliding up my back to my neck and back down to cup one of my ass cheeks. He squeezed as I started to dry hump his growing erection, my tongue fighting against his with passion. I was too far gone now. There was no stopping me. I was a woman on a mission. And the mission was to make this man come like he had done for me last night. Preferably, in my mouth. He suddenly stood up, supporting my weight with one hand on my ass as he sat me on his desk, pushing the laptop out of the way.
I broke the kiss and lifted his shirt up so I could start licking and kissing those impressive abs as he stood there panting heavily.
“Fuck, Elle. Don’t fucking tease me. I can’t handle it,” he groaned and I slipped off the desk to my knees. His hooded eyes held mine as I started to unbuckle his belt.
“I am not teasing. I want your cock in my mouth, Alessio. I want you to make me choke on it,” I admitted out loud. He threw his head back and released a loud groan that soaked my panties.
“You know all the fucking right things to say, Princess. But can you handle it?”
He grabbed my wrist with his cuffed hand to halt me in pulling down his boxers. My eyes fluttered up to his gaze from under my long lashes. All I saw was a dark desire swirling in those pools of blue. I knew he had a darkness inside of him and in this moment, I wanted to drown in it.
“Yes,” I breathed, hooking my fingers into the band of his boxers, eager to have him. His gaze was almost a challenge, expecting me to back out of this, but instead I licked my lips. Everything about this man hypnotised me. For some reason, I craved his power, his danger and his darkness. I had always run in the opposite direction to men like him, but he was like a magnet to me, drawing me in. I needed to know every part of him, even the darkest parts.
“Open your jacket, Princess. I want to see those tits.”
I unhooked the belt around my waist and let the blazer fall open, showing him my bare breasts. He licked his lips and reached down with his fingers, tugging and then flicking my nipple with his thumb. I reached up into his boxer band again and this time he let me pull them down completely. His dick sprang free—hard, thick and fucking glorious. My pussy pulsed as I took him in my hand and flicked out my tongue, licking his length from the base to his tip. He groaned with ferocity and hissed as I sucked his smooth end into my mouth. He already tasted salty with his pre-cum and I moaned at the taste of it on my tongue.
I started to go to town on him, giving him my best fucking moves. I stared up at him, enjoying the sight of his jaw clenching and eyes rolling. I loved that I was the cause of his pleasure. At that moment, I knew I wanted him to show me just how dark he was. I attempted to deep throat him, which was ambitious. It was not only due to his size, but also because I had never done it with my exes. I gagged when I felt the pressure of his tip at the back of my throat and he wasn’t anywhere near all in. He growled in pleasure. I released him, panting as I looked up into those blue eyes. They were feral and hungry. A little frightening, even.
“You want to choke on my dick, Princess?” His voice was so raw, I nearly whimpered.
“Yes,” I nodded eagerly and his eyes shone with excitement. Submission. That was what he was craving. He wanted to dominate me and I wanted nothing less.
