Chapter 31
Hilary Moretti.
Sunday
18:15 Residence of the Russian Brothers.” Italy.
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We woke up at about 5:50; they were supposed to be there at 6:30, so we rushed to get organized. These two perverts wanted to shower with me, saying it would be much quicker. I told them to shower in their rooms; I had to go to my room, since things were there.
Since it’s a family gathering, there’s sure to be dinner. I decided to put on a knee–length dress; it’s all black, but from the waist down, it
has red flowers on it. I decided to wear low heels, also in black, to match the dress. As my hair was already done, I didn’t even have to
touch it; I just put on some red lipstick, but not too dark, and I also put on my earrings.
I picked up my bag and left the room, only to find them waiting for me in the living room. They are both extremely handsome men, but
wearing suits, they become perfection itself.
“You look beautiful, my love.” Dominic said, approaching me. “You look magnificent.
I have to agree with my brother, tesoro. You’re extremely perfect. “He also approached me, and the two of them stood in front of me,
admiring me.
I can’t deny it; I liked those compliments.
You look beautiful too… I mean, you’re beautiful… But in these suits, you’re perfect. “They both smiled.
“We’re just wearing them for you, love. We want to look beautiful for you. ” Dominic slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me close.
“But before we go, we want to kiss you.
My heart won’t help, God.
Taking courage, I put my hand on his neck and slid down to the nape of his neck. Even though he was wearing these heels, he was so much taller than me that I had to stand on tiptoe to reach his lips.
He squeezed my waist a little too tightly; we put our lips together, and he quickly took control. His hand moved very quickly to the back of my neck, deepening the kiss even more. I felt him suck my lips and then kiss me again, I felt Max’s presence behind me, then his hand gripped my neck tightly, and he turned my face towards him. He devoured my mouth with such desite; his kiss had the same feel as Dominic’s, and his tongue explored every corner of my mouth. Before we broke off the kiss, he bit my lips a little hard, but not to the
point of hurting.
“Now we can go, my love.” He said it with a wicked smile on his lips.
I’m barely catching my breath; these two have such a wild streak, I wonder if they’re controlling themselves. I’m sure they controlled
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They led me out of the mansion; Maximus hadn’t put the car away when we got back earlier today, and Dominit opened the car door for
- me.
Thank you. I got in and pulled on my seatbelt.
This time DOM would be driving, and Max sat in the back seat.
“I told our mother we were going. I also told them that we wanted to talk to them about something serious, Dominic said suddenly.
“I’m nervous. I’m in a relationship after five years, and I’m going to meet your parents. I think I’m going to throw up from nerves.” DOM rested his hand on my thigh, and to ease my nervousness, he gave it a squeeze.
“Stay calm, darling. Everything’s going to be fine.” I took a deep breath.
Maximus turned my face and kissed me; this time it was a calm, slow kiss, just enjoying having our mouths on each other.
“Relax, love. It’s going to be all right.” He said this after we had separated our mouths.
“Okay, I’ll try to stay calm.” DOM continued with his hand on my thigh.
I just hope nothing bad happens.
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18:45 Residence of the Russo family.” Italy.
Dominic parked the car, and I took several deep breaths.
You don’t have to worry about anything; just try to relax. I can tell you’re going to have some stupid relatives, but they’re not crazy
about saying anything to you.” He smiled gently.
That smile isn’t gentle.
Right. Maximus got out of the car and opened my door. “Thank you. “I took his hand.
Come on, let’s go in the back. I don’t fancy having idiotic relatives on my back right now.” Dominic took my other hand.
They led me to the back of the house, past a huge swimming pool, Max opened the back door, and we entered a huge kitchen.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
