Olivia's Pov"I don't want to enjoy anything with you," I stuttered, my voice came out a bit shaky. And it was then when I noticed the bottle from my hand was long gone and he without wasting a minute was ready to place the bottle back into the refrigerator. "Hey where are you taking my bottle give it back to me," I felt a sudden pang of irritation, my mind clouded by the intoxicating fumes. I was hating the fact that he was being bossy around. "No!" I slurred, my voice a slurred plea. "Give it back, I need it." My words were laced with desperation, a plea for the familiar comfort that the whiskey provided. But I knew, deep down, that he was only doing it because he cared about me. I held onto the bottle but he carefully pried my fingers away from the bottle, a wave of anger washed over me. I winced, a mixture of frustration and pain contorting my face. The loss of the bottle felt like a betrayal, like he was taking away my lifeline in that moment. I bit him hard on his biceps and as
Victor's PovI watched as she stood before me, her eyes glistening with anticipation. The dim lighting of the room cast a seductive glow over her figure, emphasizing her delicate features and the innocence that radiated from her. I couldn't help but admire the way her long lashes brushed against her cheeks, framing those innocent eyes that held a mix of vulnerability and trust."Get on your knees," I said, my voice laced with authority.She nodded her head, her obedience evident as she slowly lowered herself down. Her innocent eyes met mine, a mix of vulnerability and trust swirling within them. I couldn't help but feel a surge of power as she willingly submitted to my command.Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached for my belt, her gaze never leaving mine. "I haven't done this before," she whispered, her voice filled with a delicate mixture of nerves and hesitation. "Doesn't matter," because I knew her one touch is enough to drive me crazy. I observed her intently, marveling a
VICTOR'S POVI gazed into her eyes, a surge of desire coursed through my veins, intensifying with every beat of my heart. With a gentle yet commanding touch I spoke, "It's my turn now," I guided her onto the bed, our bodies entwined in a passionate dance. The heat between us was palpable, and I couldn't resist the urge to explore every inch of her.I started by claiming her lips, my mouth melding with hers in a searing kiss. It was a kiss filled with hunger, a desperate need to taste and devour. Our tongues danced in a symphony of desire, igniting a fire that burned fiercely within us both.Leaving a trail of heated kisses along her jawline, I reveled in the softness of her skin beneath my lips. Each touch sent shivers down my spine, fueling the fire that raged within. As I descended, my lips found solace on her neck, my breath mingling with her sighs of pleasure.With an insatiable hunger, I explored her body with a fervent devotion. I worshipped her curves, pressing my lips against h
Victor's PovAs the waves of pleasure crashed over us, we knew we had made a decision together, one that carried both risks and rewards. In that intense act of trust, we forged a connection that went beyond physicality, transcending the boundaries of protection.In that unforgettable night, we embraced the vulnerability, and in doing so, discovered a new level of intimacy and love that we would forever cherish."I love you Olivia Vitalio," and I pressed a kiss on her forehead confirming my love for her and gratitude for being there for ever happening to me and trust me if there's anything I don't want to lose it's her. "I love you even more Victor Amuso," She gasped for breath and I laid next to her catching my own breath. "My name rolling out of your tongue sounds sexy," I admitted winking at her and noticed how she blushed. "You should sleep, you must be tired," I suggested because for the whole day she has simply been only traveling. But she inched closer to me wrapping her arms
Victor's PovThe night sky draped Chicago in its velvety darkness, the hum of the private charter's engines reverberated through the air. I stood at the exit, my arm draped protectively around Olivia. Her sable locks cascaded over her shoulders, framing her porcelain face. Dressed in an elegant black short dress, she exuded a timeless beauty that matched her fiery spirit.As the plane touched down, a sense of anticipation gripped me. The moment the doors swung open, the cool night air greeted us, tinged with the city's unmistakable energy. My men stood in a tight formation, their eyes sharp and focused, scanning the surroundings for any hint of danger.One of them, Tony, approached me, his voice carrying a sense of authority. "Boss, everything's set up for tonight. The shipment is waiting, just like we planned." This shipment was very important for me and it was the only thing why I was worried and wanted to return as soon as possible. I nodded, a glint of satisfaction dancing in my e
Victor's Pov We were on our way to the port when I received a call that our previous shipment has been tampered. The only good thing was it wasn't that important and I knew this very well that the same person is ready to steal from me again. The Chicago port stretched out before me, a bustling hive of activity that hid the shadows of illicit dealings beneath its legitimate facade. The air was thick with the scent of saltwater and industry as I pulled up in my sleek black sedan. The engine purred to a halt, and I stepped out, feeling the weight of authority in my tailored suit.I slammed the car door behind me with a resounding thud, a sound that echoed through the night like a warning. My loyal entourage, a group of trusted men in matching suits, followed closely behind me, their presence a silent testament to my power.As we made our way through the labyrinthine pathways of the port, voices murmured and machinery rumbled in the background. The occasional flickering light revealed gl
Victor's PovI stood amidst my loyal comrades. We were a mafia gang, known for our ruthlessness and cunning. Tonight, we were preparing ourselves for a fierce battle, armed to the teeth with guns and knives.The air was heavy with tension as we checked our weapons, ensuring they were loaded and ready for the impending clash. The metallic clang of guns being loaded echoed through the dimly lit warehouse.I, being the main boss, stepped forward, a hardened expression etched on my face. My dark eyes surveyed the room, meeting the determined gazes of my loyal men. Their presence reassured me; we were a force to be reckoned with."Tonight, my brothers, we face our greatest challenge," I declared, my voice laced with conviction. "These scumbags think they can invade our territory. They think they can take what is rightfully ours. But I promise you, they will regret crossing us."The room erupted in a chorus of fierce nods and murmured agreements. Each member of the gang was eager for the imp
Olivia's Pov I sat in the backseat of the sleek black sedan, my heart pounded in my chest. The tension in the air was palpable as we drove through the dimly lit streets of the city. The car was filled with hud men, his loyal soldiers, all wearing their serious expressions like badges of honor. I couldn't shake off the overwhelming worry that gnawed at me. The man I loved, the one who held my heart in his hands, had gone out tonight to shed blood in the name of the mafia. His dangerous lifestyle had always been a part of our relationship, but tonight, it felt different. It felt personal. As we made our way towards my house, the silence in the car was broken only by the occasional distant siren and the low hum of the engine. I stared out the window, my eyes scanning the shadows, my mind replaying our conversations, hoping for some clue of his safety. The city lights flickered and danced across my face, mirroring the anxiety that consumed me. My fingers fidgeted nervously with the hem