Christian“Marc, look at you!” Christian stepped out of the car to embrace his friend. “Do you all see that?” Marc called out, making all of the men laughed out loud.Christian had a meeting with Fabio Garcia, to negotiate about Serena—but he kept it a secret because he didn’t want Serena to stress.
“It’s time to go in!” Lucio announced.Everyone followed behind Lucio and Matteo—and walked into the garage. Fabio and Vincenzo were seated around the table in the center of the room.For a second Christian’s eyes met with Vince’s but both of them quickly turned away. The two who used to be two peas
“Your hag of a father who can barely stand up straight is also nearing his end—and let me promise you, if he lays one finger on Serena or my baby, you will deal with the consequences and I will be coming after you and I will make your life miserable, so tell him to drop it!” Christian growled before
“Serena, we have to go!” I heard Christian voice call out for me yet again. “I’m coming!” I yelled back and turned around several more times to look at my dress and my perfectly curled hair.Christian had arrived home a few hours earlier, but I had no time to see him as I was preparing myself to loo
“Frozen pizza?” I answered, misunderstanding the question—causing the three to laugh again. “I’m sorry, I don’t know any rich people food.” I buried my head between my hands.“You’re different but that’s okay. That’s why Christian likes you, right Christian?” Gio told me and looked over at Christian
“We should do this again,” Dana told us after we were finished. “I’m going for a smoke real quick—I’ll be back soon,” Christian spoke and stood up while Gio did the same. “And you?” Dana frowned her eyebrows at Gio.“J-just joining them, I-I won’t touch a thing.” He spoke in fear and followed behind
“Christian, let me get out of this dress first.” I breathed and tried to push him off. “I’ll undress you, don’t worry about that.”He had wasted no time, leading me to our bedroom when we had returned home—and was definitely planning to keep his promise. He carried me bridal style and gently placed
“W-what?” I spoke embarrassed, but he shook his head and brushed my hair to the side. “Where’s all that confidence?” He made fun of me as he got rid of his own jeans and helped me pull them off.With licking lips, my gaze moved to his bulge, before I pulled down his boxers and released his hard leng