*FIORELLA*
"I think it's normal, I don't even know who you are, and my brother won't be long in coming back, he is quite protective, and he told me not to talk to anyone,"
His gaze was anger-penetrating, strong as if he wanted to possess me; I don't know how to explain it, but in front of him, I felt protected, but at the same time, I knew I was in danger.
In this place, nothing was what it seemed; no one was a white dove, everyone was disguised, and under those seductive looks, there werewolves, waiting for the right moment to attack you.
My mind was wandering when I heard my name from his lips, and it brought me back to reality.
"Fiorella!" he said in such a seductive way.
"How do you know my name?" I asked, surprised; no one knew me until today; I don't think my name has passed so quickly as if it was the latest news of the moment.
"I know everything about you," he said, so sure of himself. He said, so sure of himself.
! He knows everything about me," I thought in my mind; what does he mean by that?
This Greek god began to approach me, slowly as if he was my hunter and I was his helpless prey, his arm around my waist holding me tightly but without hurting me.
I couldn't take my eyes off those beautiful green eyes, I felt hypnotized, and my body was tense, but I couldn't move or move away from him.
It was as if my whole being wanted this to happen; he took the cup from my hand and placed it on a nearby table.
He caressed my cheek and his gaze lowered to my lips; I tried to say something to stop him, but the words came out of my mouth incomplete.
"I think ...... What... I'd better get going... Fabrizio......" I said, stuttering and too nervous and shaking.
"Why don't you let me worry about your brother," he said in a possessive way, trying to protect me. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of reassurance to feel protected, even for a few minutes.
He slowly approached my face, and his lips touched mine; I didn't understand what was happening. I was giving my first kiss to a stranger, but I didn't regret it; on the contrary, I was enjoying it too much.
My eyes closed, and I felt his full lips; the kiss was deep, it wasn't possessive, it was something that I can't explain, but that I felt in every fiber of my body, a force surrounded me, and I felt how something hard rubbed my belly.
A few seconds later, he pulled away. I felt empty, not having the warmth of his lips on mine, my breathing was labored, and when I finally opened my eyes, I was surprised to see green ones staring back at me.
"I don't want you to worry about anything or anyone, you don't know who I am, but my word is the law in Italy, and as long as I am here, you will be treated with respect, let me worry about the rest," he said so confidently as he caressed my face.
"I don't understand; why would he do anything for me," I asked him confused, he didn't know me; why would he do anything for a stranger.
"Because no one messes with what is mine," he said, and I didn't expect that answer; it's as if he was telling me that he owns me.
"Now, if you're feeling better, I'd like to ask you to dance with me."
"I don't think it's appropriate, my brother told me........." I said, but he didn't even give me a chance to finish speaking when he had already interrupted me.
"Shhhh...Fiorella!!!, what did I just tell you".
"That I didn't care about anything or anyone, I know, but it's that Fabrizio......" I tried to persuade him again; I was afraid of Fabrizio appearing; lately, he was very explosive, and I was afraid of some reaction from him.
"Little girl, I don't like to repeat what I say twice; you will learn not to make those same mistakes."
"Just this once, I'll let it go; your brother is the last thing I'm worried about; he's the one who should be worried about not being on my wrong side; I already told you I'll take care of him."
"If that's all you're worried about, then there's no stopping you from indulging me in what I'm asking you to do," he said. Before I could protest, he took my hand tightly in his, and I decided it was best not to resist.
We both returned to the living room, this stranger, holding me tightly close to him; anyone who saw us would say that we were a couple; the closeness of our bodies showed a certain intimacy.
Another man approached us, and they talked to each other, but I didn't get to hear what they talked about, but he quickly walked away and left us alone.
He led us to the dance floor and suddenly stopped and stood in front of me, his arm went around my waist bringing me closer to his body, my chest was close to his, he was so tall that my face reached his neck, he was almost a head taller than me.
The song started, and I let myself be guided by his movements; his arm took my hands and guided them around his neck; this position was so intimate between us that I couldn't help but let out a shy smile.
Seeing the stares of the people around us started to bother me, and I felt a little nervous; I looked through the people trying to find my brother before he jumped on my companion.
I felt a shiver when his hand was on my lower back, and with his other hand, he caressed my cheek and guided my head to his neck; this was wrong; I should not be in this compromising position with him, but for just a few minutes I felt protected in his arms and decided to forget about everything and everyone.
Just for a few minutes, my body relaxed, and my breathing slowed down.
That our bodies were so close to each other, with such familiarity and knowing that this was his first appearance, left no doubt that there was some relationship between us.
He leaned close to my ear and said almost in a whisper, "Are you feeling better," I couldn't help but smile as I still had a smile on my face.
I couldn't help but smile as I still had my eyes closed, enjoying his heartbeat, which kept me calm, despite being surrounded by many people.
"Yes, I think I feel calmer, thank you."
"I'm glad; sometimes family can be a nuisance or jerks; I tell you that I have experience in that."
I don't know how it happened, but suddenly I was so heated by the closeness of our bodies that unconsciously, my lips made a strange sound. I could swear it sounded like a moan because I started to feel something hard again hitting my belly.
But I prepared myself for what he would do; his arms went around my waist, he came to my neck, and without expecting it, his lips touched the skin of my neck, depositing a kiss.
It was the most erotic sensation of my life, and at that moment, I felt something I had never felt in my life, lust! Desire to belong to a man and make me his.
*Fiorella* After that kiss and that feeling that was driving me crazy, he said, "Would you like to go somewhere else? I promise I'll take care of you". I looked at him, confused; I didn't know what to tell him. I hesitated; my gaze went all around us. I was afraid that Fabrizio would appear or my father; his hand took my chin and lifted it towards him. "It's your decision and no one else's; we won't do anything you don't want; I would just like to be able to talk to you somewhere else, without so many people around." I took a deep breath and said with my voice a little shaky, "Okay." He smiled when he heard my answer, held my hand, and we both walked towards the main entrance, but that tranquility
*FIORELLA*Lorenzo stopped in front of his car and held out his hand to guide me; it was so dark that I couldn't see anything."Don't be afraid, you are with me, nothing will happen to you," he said, very sure of himself, and I didn't doubt it, but the problem would be, who will save me from him?We both walked, and I felt something firm under my slippers; Lorenzo took out some keys and opened the door of what looked like a cabin, we entered, and everything was too dark."Wait for me here, don't move," said Lorenzo, and I didn't think to do it; I couldn't even move.Suddenly the light came on, and I was surprised by the place where we were; it was a huge cabin, rustic but with e
*FIORELLA*"You are so fucking beautiful," he said as he continued kissing me.His hand found the zipper of my dress and began to pull it down while his fingers caressed my back seductively; my breath hitched; this was too much, I felt his cock brushing against my entrance, and I knew that if I didn't stop him, I would give myself to him completely."Lorenzo! ..... Please!...it's too much, I can't ...." I moaned between moans, and my breathing was so agitated that I could hardly speak.He moved to my neck and kept kissing me, but he miraculously stopped; I could feel his chest rising quickly as if he was about to finish a marathon."You don't know how hard it is for me to hold back, but this time it will be like you want; we'll just sleep together," Lorenzo said.My eyes popped out, and I sat on the bed, still hanging on my chest, "we will sleep together.....en in the same bed...." I
*LORENZO* "Stop, Lorenzo, please, don't kill him," she said, screaming. "You think I should listen to your sister? I've killed more men for less than what you just did; nobody lays a hand on my woman," I said, furious, and I approached him and said furiously. "And your sister, you fucking asshole, she is my woman now, just because she asks me to, I won't put a bullet in your fucking head this instant, but just put a hand on her again, breathe near her and bother her, please make my life easier and give me an excuse to erase you from the face of the earth." "I warn you, Fabrizio, don't challenge me; my patience has a limit I said as I approached Fiorella and saw her face turning red from the slap her brother had given her. "What's going on here? Fiorella mia figlia ...." said Don Giuseppe as he approached my beautiful Fiorella. Seeing her reddened face, he looked at me with anger as he saw her fa
*FIORELLA*It's been more than an hour that Lorenzo was in the office talking with Papa and Fabrizio. I can only hear the screams, and I know it's impossible that this situation ends well; being 3 men of strong character, I fear the worst.That feeling disappears when I hear someone knocking on my door, "Come in...".Seeing who opened the door, I let out a sigh, and my hand automatically went to my heart; I didn't even realize I was holding my breath, "Fiorella..." said Lorenzo and entered my room.I immediately ran into his arms; I don't know why but I needed to be close to him; I didn't even know why.He hugged me tightly, and his hand caressed my hair while I put my face on his chest." I think I told you not to worry about any of this because I had everything under control," he said as he lifted my chin with his hand."I'm sorry, I can't help it; what happened?" I asked him immedi
*LORENZO*Giuseppe informed me that Fiorella was already aware of everything. Obviously, she was furious, with good reason it is not easy to find out that your family wanted to sell you and that she would end up married to someone like me.Although she doesn't want to, she will have to accept the reality, and that is the only option Fiorella has now, to be the future Mrs. Razzo, my wife. As such, she will have to satisfy all my needs; I know perfectly well that she won't have to make an effort.FUCK!, just thinking about her makes my dick hard in my pants; I have to speed everything up and marry her as soon as possible; I don't think I can wait any longer; I want to have her in my bed every night.I want to wake up with her scent on my pillow, touch her whenever I want, have her whenever I want; I will go over every part of her body, explore every centimeter until I make her mine completely.But first, I m
*FIORELLA* "Mia cara figlia, per favore" said my father pleading with me, but I would not change my mind. "No Papa, if this wedding is a business for Lorenzo, an engagement party is not necessary; I will not stage an event where he will benefit; if he wants a wedding to show off a wife, let him be the one to organize it," I said furiously. "Fiorella, you are behaving like a capricious child, and I don't think that will please Lorenzo; I beg you again, try to please him and be the daughter I know you are." "What?, now it turns out that I have to please him in everything; who the hell does he think he is." "He is the Italian Mafia Boss; a lot is expected of him, and being his future wife, the same is expected of you," Papa said, looking at me. "I'm very sorry, but I'm not going to be a porcelain doll that will be sitting around just so he can show me off; I'm not going to change my tempe
48 HOURS LATER*FiorellaI was sitting in the living room reading a book. Two days ago, I saw Lorenzo after the scene we had. I thanked God that I didn't see them anymore for at least two days. I was able to be calm, but obviously, that couldn't last.I hadn't even been sitting down to relax for 5 minutes when my father called me firmly, "Fiorella, in my office now!"His voice was different; gone was that concerned father's tone. Everything around me was changing so fast that I was having too much trouble catching up with every event in this house.As I walked in, I noticed my father sitting in his desk chair and Lorenzo, who I don't remember seeing, arrive at any time.Fabrizio was sitting on the other side, looking at Lorenzo with a sick hatred; I knew that sooner or later, this would bring trouble, and I just hoped I would not be near or in the middle of these two."Congratulations!,