Alex gestures to his men, and they leave within seconds. Once we're alone, he takes me in his arms and brushes his nose against my neck, leaving little kisses that make me shiver from head to toe.“I would love to, darling, but first I want you to enjoy our date.” He gives me a chaste kiss on the lips, and as if it pains him, he pulls away from me.“Bonbon!” I whisper with a pout, reluctant to part from him, especially now that I know how it feels to be in his arms.“Come on, darling! I promise I'll make it up to you.” He takes my hand, and with no other option, we leave.We walk behind the winery and arrive at an even larger area where I see several people picking grapes. I approach them and start observing the bunches. We continue our tour, asking the bonbon about the types of grapes grown here until we reach several grape presses.“What do they do there?” I ask, pointing to the people in front of us.“That’s where the grapes are crushed; that big tub you see is called a "lagar." Do
"Kiss my neck with true adoration, and his hands slide over my body for a few seconds. When I feel them pull away, I’m tempted to ask him not to stop. However, after a few moments, I feel them again, rubbing against my belly and breasts.“First, we'll take a little shower, Darling.” He murmurs, soaping my body. With each caress, I let out a few moans. I start to rub my backside against his pelvis, and when I feel his member harden slightly, I take it in my hand and stroke it, drawing a few growls from him.“You're playing dirty, Liza.” He accuses, not stopping his soaping of my body.“Even if you complain, I know y-you're enjoying it too.” I stammer, my voice trembling as his hand slides down to my most intimate area, where his fingers begin a torturous path of caresses. I part my legs slightly and lean all my weight against his chest, enjoying the magic his hands are capable of giving me.“Oh, bonbon”' I whimper, biting my lips as his fingers start to tease that small place explored
Alexandre Days laterWe find ourselves in the cemetery of La Spezia in Liguria, saying our last goodbye to our grandfather Giuseppe Lombardi. I had the whole place closed to protect my family from a possible attack. Next to me, my mother is crying inconsolably in my father's arms, who is trying to comfort her. However, I know it's really hard for her to accept this; she considered grandpa as a second father. My sisters, on the other hand, are crying while holding each other, and their sobbing is so intense that their bodies shake.When they lower grandpa's coffin, the cries of the three women reach such a point that it's impossible to hear what the priest is saying. We stay until they place the tombstone, confirming that grandpa's death is indeed real.During the ride home, I can hear my mother's sobs, so I just hold her hand and squeeze it to comfort her. When we arrive and are about to settle in the living room, we hear a very familiar voice behind us.“But why the crying? Who died
Alexandre "I don't understand what you mean, bonbon." Says Liza with a slight frown. In front of us, I hear Brianna chuckle, but I ignore her."Yes, bonbon, explain to us." Brianna chimes in with a malicious smile."Brianna!" I scold her, because I am sure that now that she knows what Liza calls me, it will be impossible for her to stop calling me that."You're so boring." I see grandpa give her a conspiratorial look, and I shake my head."Baby doll, let your brother explain." My father intervenes. Brianna makes a little pout and falls silent, still hugging grandpa."Liza's father must have his own hangar. I know that if we talk to him and explain the situation, he could help us. Besides, we can get grandpa out through the tunnels in the house. That's what I can think of for now.""And will your girlfriend's father agree?" My father asks, not very convinced."It's possible, though I'm not quite sure.""Don't worry, bonbon, I'll talk to him.""I think it's best if Massimo and I go and
Fabrizio “If you're here, it's because you need to tell me something. What is it?” I ask without looking up from my work.“Our men reported that Carluccio just arrived at the Belucci mansion with his parents. They believe they are there to make their relationship official.”“With a demon!” I explode angrily, hitting my desk, “this can't be happening.”I get up from my seat and start pacing around my office, thinking of the best way to prevent that engagement from happening at all costs.“I want you to blow up the shipment waiting at the port.” I order, stopping my steps.“H-how?”“Are you an idiot? Do I need to repeat my orders twice?”“I’m sorry, boss, it’s just that it will be a significant loss for both you and Belucci.”“That loss is nothing compared to what I stand to gain by keeping Yelizaveta away from Carluccio.”“Should I ask our men to abandon the ship?”“No, sometimes it’s worth making certain sacrifices to achieve a greater good. I want that ship to blow up within ten min
Yelizaveta As soon as we got into the SUV of my bonbon to head to his mansion, I heard his parents begin to argue in hushed tones, trying not to be noticed."Can I ask why you didn't intervene, Massimo?" Mrs. Lilibeth inquired, and from the tone of her voice, I could tell she was a little upset with her husband."Little shrew, you were handling it wonderfully; you didn't need me at any point. Besides, I love seeing you in that mama bear mode." Mr. Massimo replied, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. I immediately turned my face away so they wouldn't think I was eavesdropping, but I continued to listen to their conversation anyway."I don't like the way he talks to Alex." She said, lowering her voice a bit more."I know, little shrew, but Alex accepted it all along and didn't say anything. What can we do? Nothing.""It's not your fault, honey." My bonbon murmured, wrapping his arm around my waist. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who had overheard them arguing."I'm sorry! It's just
Alexandre "For several days now, you've been acting a bit strange. What's bothering you, Alexandre?" Inquires Flavio as soon as he notices my expression.I turn my chair, let out a deep sigh, and gaze out over all of Liguria in an attempt to clear my mind of so many problems. After a brief pause, I decide to speak."Someone blew up Liza's father's ship a few days ago. Apparently, they had a very valuable cargo that was about to be shipped to Russia. This was a significant loss for both my father-in-law and his partner.""And how does that affect you?" Bellini asks. "Don't tell me the bastard dared to blame you?" He growls furiously.I can't help but laugh. When I turn my chair back around to face them, I shake my head."Why am I not surprised you think that of my father-in-law?""Maybe because the idiot is capable of that and more." Bellini retorts, glaring at me."Only because Liza isn't here will I agree with you, but in front of her, I never will. So, you know, Bellini, keep your
Alexandre “Boss, Mr. Belucci is outside and insists on speaking with you.” One of my men informs me. I set aside the documents I’m reading, somewhat confused by the visit from Liza’s father.“Let him in, please.” My man steps aside, and I see Mr. Belucci enter, clearly upset. He looks around as if searching for someone until he finally fixes his gaze on me.“Where is Yelizaveta?” He asks angrily.“I’m sorry, father-in-law, but Liza and I didn’t plan to meet today. I haven’t seen her in days.”“T-that can’t be possible. She told me she was coming to see you and left the house at noon, and she hasn’t returned. It’s already past midnight.” I check the time on my computer and realize she’s been missing for over twelve hours. I jump up from my seat, grab my phone, and try to reach her. “She’s not answering; we’ve been trying for hours.” He says, his voice trembling slightly.“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” I ask, frustrated. “What exactly did she say before leaving the house?”“One of yo