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ALESSANDRO.

“Open your legs.”

A faint trickle of arousal made its way down her inner thighs. Good God. She had climaxed once already, and her pussy was still greedy for more.

Stretching out on the seat, I pulled her with me. “Sit on my face. Right now.”

“What?” she said, and I spanked her eyes.

“Last warning. Your pussy needs to be on my face.” I slapped her ass once more for emphasis. “Now.”

She climbed over my body, and adjusted her knees until she came to straddle my head. I could smell her sweet arousal, making my mouth water. I jerked her hips down.

until her pussy slammed onto my face, eager to get to work. My fingers dug into her ass cheeks as her thighs pressed into the sides of my head.

“Fuck,” she breathed, her palms sprawled against the headboard to brace herself for support.

I ate her like I was starving. Like it was the first meal I’d had in years. Like it was my last. She rolled her hips, whimpering as I sucked and licked her. She was so wet, her cunt swollen. I drove her closer to the edge with my mouth, only to slow my tongue, lapping up her juices.

She let out a tiny frustrated growl as she sped up her movements, rocking back and forth, fucking herself with my face.

“More.” The woman was as demanding as I was. I usually hated that trait in women, but with her I liked it.

Breathing hard, she moved off my face and slid down my body. I stared up at her, my cock hard in my pants. Her glimmering emeralds found my gaze. She licked her lips, her hooded eyes darting to my crotch.

“You want my cock?” She nodded eagerly, her eyes zeroed in on my dick.

“Then take me out.” She grabbed my belt, began unbuckling it, and then reached for my cock, wrapping her fingers around it.

I closed my eyes at the feel of her warm skin. “Put me inside of you, little one.”

She lined my tip to her entrance and began lowering down, I thrust up while dragging her hips down, impaling her fully. I had to close my eyes and grit my teeth, it felt so goddamn good.

My balls tightened, and our eyes locked as her body shuddered uncontrollably. My cock swelled inside her, the orgasm rushing through me as cum shot out of me and into her warm, welcoming pussy.

The world had ceased to exist for a moment as my climax dragged, my cock twitching inside her. It was better than ever before. She collapsed on me, our breathing harsh, and fell asleep.

I woke up to an empty bed. I haven't slept this well in a while. I placed my hands on the other side of the bed and found it empty and cold. I listen for the sound of the shower, but the room seems quiet.

I walked to the balcony of the room, hoping to see her there, but she wasn't. I checked the bathroom to confirm, but it was also empty.

‘How could she just leave like that without a word.’ I ran my fingers through my hair.

I shouted for the bodyguards outside my room, and they said she left early this morning.

I scolded them for letting her leave without checking with me first. All I got was silence.

Well, that settles it. My little one absconded, and I sent the boys out back to the door where they were stationed.

I'll find her later. But first I have a marriage contract to sign in a few hours. Cesare has been buzzing my phone for the past 10 minutes.

I freshened up and got in the elevator. The SUV was waiting with my driver opening the door to take me to the office so we can get this deal off the table and I can go back to searching for my dove.

As we got to Morovia and Co. At the front of our business, he gave me some papers to sign in the car. I asked, “How is Gulio taking the news of his engagement?” He replied that he was happy and waiting at the company so we could go together to get his bride.

I was signing the marriage contract for my son that afternoon. I checked the time. This was 11:45. Alliances through marriage are a part of our world. There is nothing anyone can do to prevent this.

As I got off the elevator I met my son Gulio and my right-hand Cesare on the floor where the boardroom is located. Gulio looked happy over the marriage, meaning I had done well.

I found out my son was head over heels for the eldest of the Calvinos. But we are yet to discover which one of the calvino's daughters will become his bride. The eldest one will be an icing on the cake though.

I had him tailed and I heard he was a frequent visitor to the music school the Calvino girls attended. Well, it seems he's in love.

We got to the office building, met the lawyers, and went to the boardroom. The Calvino's couple stood up as I entered the room, a sign of respect for me. I shook hands with them, welcoming them into the Moravia family.

I tried to rush the contract signing, so it could end as soon as possible.

I was itching to go watch the ÇCTV cameras for my little one to begin finding her because she was not escaping that easily.

My eyes drift down my son, then up, over his tattooed hands and arms, halting on his face.

He had a smile plastered all over his face, I couldn't help but smile.

I look at Cesare as he hands over the ledger to Mr Calvino. He reads the contract and nods his head, meaning it's foolproof.

It states they might use 30% of our connections on the black market standard procedure.

“Can we get this over with? I have things to do,” I yell. They were already overstaying their welcome in my company.

“And Calvino I hope no shady deals because we wouldn't want to regret this, Would we?”

The Calvinos are all a bunch of lazy swindlers and very poor businessmen. The women in the family spend their money faster than the men are making it so it's not a surprise that they are selling one of their daughters to get back on their feet.

He did not look good. He was sweating profusely. I thought nothing of it; maybe he was sweating out of fear. He replied “No shady deals you asked for a daughter you are getting one”

At this point, I was just being a careful father so as not to put my son in a bad situation. I looked at him and his eyes were pleading with me not to ruin this engagement. I wonder what he sees in this Calvino girl.

We signed the documents, and I asked to bring in the girl.

I immediately read the energy in the room. Giulio's face was a mask of pure anger mixed with disappointment, as the girl walked in.

She froze on her feet with her eyes widened immediately our eyes met.

It finally dawned on me, that my dove, who I had a steamy night with, was my son's bride to be.

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