"Isn't she Pablo's daughter?" Katty asked, her sculpted brows knitted together in suspicion. Dante exhaled a sigh, keenly aware of his father's sharp gaze upon him. "Yes," he answered, meeting his mother's eyes. They were in his room right now. He had brought them here to explain that whatever they saw was just an accident. Vincent had spilled the oil on the floor that led to it. However, his parents were more concerned about who they saw rather than what they saw. "What is she doing here?" Tony demanded, vexed. Katty looked equally upset. Dante shifted his gaze to his dad. "She is Vincent's babysitter," Dante revealed, leaving them reeling with shock and disbelief. They exchanged a confused glance with each other before fixing their incredulous gaze on him, as if questioning his insanity. "Have you forgotten what she has done to you?" Katty asked, reminding him of the past. "That girl ran away with her boyfriend. She has no character. And you want that characterless girl to rai
He looked over her shoulder and caught two dogs approaching them. He knew she feared dogs. She had divulged on one of their dates. He felt her going tense in his arms as a dog let out a bark. She buried her face into his chest and held onto him with all her strength. She didn't care how inappropriate she was being as her mind was consumed with fear. "Relax. They won't do anything," he assured her in a gentle tone. He knew these dogs and had even fed them during his morning walks. They only knew barking. The dogs recognized him too and began circling him, hoping for a treat. However, Dante didn't have anything on him right now. He made a mental note to reward them tomorrow morning. As they stood skin to skin- the heat of her body melting into his- his thoughts ran wild. He could feel her every curve pressed firmly against his, beckoning him to feel them with his mouth. The softness of her body was teasing his senses, intensifying the aching need that consumed him. If only she knew he
She kept glancing his way from under her thick lashes every now and then. The contents of her dream replaying in her head over and over again, filling her mind with inappropriate thoughts. Her face heated up as she gazed keenly at his lips. That delicious-looking mouth. She could still feel the torrent of excitement that had swept over her when his lips had crashed down onto hers. It had felt so real. Her skin tingled with a rush of goosebumps at the mere thought of it. "What's wrong?" he questioned, breaking her away from her thoughts. She glanced up at him and found him frowning. Her eyes wide as she struggled to come up with an answer. "Nothing," she replied, grimacing. He didn't look convinced but dropped the topic. ..........After dinner, she went to her room and decided to watch a movie to distract her mind. She managed to keep him out of her mind but when a romantic scene came up, he returned quickly. She felt her heartbeat picking up its pace as the man kissed the woman.
For a moment, she was too stunned to react. She sat frozen like a statue while he sucked vigorously on her mouth with a fervent longing. Biting into her lower lip, he forced her to open her mouth. He deepened the kiss by shoving his tongue into her mouth, igniting a blaze of desire within her. All her inhibitions burnt to ashes and her skin glowed like a thousand fireflies dancing beneath it. His intensity took her breath away. She had never known a man could kiss with such all-consuming passion. His hands were holding her in place while his mouth devoured her as if a starving man savoring his first meal in eternity. Even though he was kissing her mouth, she felt the hot sensation spreading throughout her body. Electric tingles coursed through her. Overcame by desire, she eagerly kissed him back. Her tongue moved against his in a sweet tango of desire. However, she couldn't match up with his overwhelming fervor no matter how hard she tried. He was kissing her with every ounce of his
Her gaze shot down to the floor as he turned to face her. She opened her mouth to speak, "I am not usually this.." she gulped, very embarrassed of her last night's behavior. She continued through the knot in her throat, "......this forward. I.." "It wasn't your fault. It was me," he interrupted her. She didn't need to explain herself when it wasn't her fault. It was he who lost his control and took advantage of her vulnerability. "But I..""Let's forget it ever happened, Miss Diaz," Dante said. His eyes of their own gravitated towards her lips. Those juicy, delicious lips. They beckoned him to steal another taste of their sweetness. They still bore the mark of his passion. If only they were his, he would have devoured them day and night. "Okay," she replied, snapping him out of his trance. He gave her an absent nod in response and left the room. Maya released a heavy sigh and gazed down at the baby who was already looking up at her...........Since the day she had arrived in his
Standing in the doorway, Maya watched as they helped him onto the bed. She decided against going inside as Carlos was also there. Even though his face didn't reveal much, she knew it must be hurting like hell. He was badly injured. Who could know it better than her who had a rich experience when it came to wounds and pain? "I'll make sure that brat gets what he deserves," Carlos said while adjusting the pillow behind his back. Dante didn't respond. His gaze absently darted towards the door and lit up with something when found her in the doorway. She mustered a hesitant smile. "Miss Diaz, come inside," he urged her, prompting everyone's attention towards her. She moved inside with tentative steps. "Do you need something? I'll get it for you" she asked, wanting to help him. Dante shook his head. "I am fine. Thank you for asking," he responded softly. She nodded. "What happened?" a voice suddenly echoed before someone darted past her, heading straight towards him."I am fine, Mom
Before she could understand, his lips were on hers. It was an unplanned, raw expression of desire burning just beneath his skin. The intensity was conveyed promptly as her eyes fluttered close in sweet surrender. He passionately moved his lips over hers, leaving her dizzy with desire. Raw and fervent, he kissed her without inhibitions. It felt as though their lips had collided in an explosion of passion. Teeth grazed lips, she didn't delay kissing him back, letting him know he wasn't the only one burning in the inferno of longing. She was breathless and delirious when he released her mouth. His eyes were transfixed on her face while hers remained closed as she struggled to catch her breath. Her wild locks were curtaining her face, her cheeks were adorned with a faint blush, her lips were swollen and red. She looked ravished and he wasn't sorry. If anything, he longed to steal her breath like this every day.She opened her eyes to meet his. He caught something different in her blue sa
The woman closed the door and leaned against it. Raising her light trembling hand, she clutched her chest to calm her racing heart. A whirlwind of emotions stirring deep within her, the warmth of his lips still lingered on hers. Her mouth curved into a smile of its own as she replayed the moment in her head. Now instead of calming down, her heartbeat accelerated. Why would it not? She was still not over the masculine energy he had exuded while kissing her. She hadn't expected him to be this passionate, this wild. And his eyes....she struggled to breathe as she recalled the fiery intensity in his eyes. His smoldering gaze had melted her into a pool of water. Instinctively, she flicked out her tongue and ran it over her lips, feeling the bruises he had rewarded her with. He was ferocious. Climbing onto her bed, she buried her face into her pillow. grinning hard. It was certain, sleep wasn't going to come to her now. The sun was already up and Vincent would be awake in a few hours anywa