Dreams and Desires

Alexander's POV

She was lying under me. Her beautiful creamy naked body was on my display. She was panting, looking into my eyes begging for the desires looming in her eyes to be satisfied. Still innocent.

I put my legs between her thighs separating them, slowly running my hand from her abdomen making her tingle and shudder.

"Iris.....my Iris, tell me, baby girl. ...tell me what do you want? "I asked lightly pinching her waste.

She arched her back closing her eyes, I slowly moved my hands higher reaching her beautiful melon.

I pinched them and leaned putting one in my mouth.

The moment my lips touched her buds she whimpered.

"Alexander...." she moaned, listening to her angelic voice, but my whole body was on fire..." please take me.....I want you," she begged.

And as soon as she begged I lost control of myself and trusted hard inside her.....

"Arghhhhh! !!!!!" Listening to the loud bang broke my wet dream.

But what worried me was the voice. It was not familiar, that means that was Angel.

Why was she shouting, is she in any trouble? The thought of her being in any pain angered me.

I saw red, not knowing what to do, feeling this way about a girl I merely saw.

But no matter what I can't convince myself not to check on her. Hurriedly putting on my grey sweatpant, I rushed towards my room and opened the doors.

But was greeted by the most adorable sight of my life.

Iris's POV

Seriously! I am 5, like which nineteen years old falls from bed.

You Iris my dear my subconscious mocked.

Shut up here I fall and you are mocking me. Aren't you suppose to feel pain after all you are my thoughts.

Tsk tsk tsk Iris thoughts are forbidden to feel anything my subconscious replied sarcastically.

I was busy talking to myself when suddenly I hear my door being opened. Someone entered.

I turned to see, but since I was on the floor I was met with two perfectly shaped legs cladded in grey sweatpants, raising my eyes higher, I saw the broad chest, 8-pack abs, the person who spends good time in the gym and the arms crossed on his chest were muscular, but as soon as my eyes met, the brown orbs of the owner of this gorgeous body.

I was stuck in trance.

How can someone be so perfect? He was a Greek God all Adonis.

He looked older than me, the probably early thirties.

Soon my trance was broken by a throat clearing.

"I think you should leave the floor, it doesn't look much comfortable. " the Greek God said amused. Well if his looks were not enough to swoon, his deep velvety voice was another story.

I can see he was amused by my current situation, and the fact he caught me waking him, embarrassed me, turning my cheeks crimson.

I clumsily stood on my feet "sorry I just fell." I meekly replied. Embarrass enough to not look into his eyes. But looking at his bare chest was more troubling.

It was delicious.

Seriously Iris???

Delicious.

How would it feel to run my hands on his chest.....arghhhhh! What the hell are you thinking Iris?

Sounding all perverted.

Shaming myself I gazed at the floor finding it more interesting.

"Are you hurt?" The stranger asked I can sense concern lacing from his words.

That warmed my heart.

Daring, I looked up and replied: "Yeah I am fine, I am used to it now."

"You fall daily from bed?" He asked. Again I can sense concern in his voice.

But why would he care? Though I would love him to care for me for some unknown reason.

Still, it doesn't make sense,  why a stranger is worried about me.

But putting my thoughts aside I replied " No no No! Not daily but most of the time,".

His eyes furrowed, but still, he nodded. I can tell he is thinking something.

"Well since we hadn't been introduced let me introduce you to myself, I am Alexander Russo.

This is my mansion." No sooner did the words leave his mouth, than my eyes widened in realisation.

He is Ava's fiance, the mystery man.

I don't know the thought of him and Ava bought a disappointing feeling in me. But as soon as the thought came, I brushed it off.

" Hello Mr Russo, I am Iris Brooke. Ava's younger sister." I introduced myself.

Though Mr Russo's expression is caring still there was something about him that was intimidating.

He has this aura around him, which showcases power and authority and that makes him look even sexier.

Now I know why is Ava marrying a man, 10 years older.

For God's sake, he is walking Adonis, fuck the age.

Oops! The bad word Iris.

Don't know why but I was feeling a little dumb not knowing what to say.

Maybe Mr Russo sensed my hesitation and decided to put an end to my miseries.

"Ms Brooke, welcome to the Russo mansion.

Get ready and come downstairs for breakfast ." Finishing Mr Russo turned and moved towards the door, without glancing at me once.

But as he was about to open the doors, hand on the doorknob he turned and stared at me for a minute, there was something in his eyes something, I couldn't p point

"Ms Brooke this is my room, you get ready for breakfast, I will ask Maria to shift your luggage to the room beside." He said and left.

In the night I was too tired to notice, but now that I see. Of course, it is his room.

The room was big, painted black and decorated with white art. There were two doors one I know was the bathroom and the other may be the closest.

A king-sized canopy bed with a white mattress, and satin duvet which by the way I used was in the middle of the room front wall having a big plasma.

And a large window gives a beautiful view of the forest, behind the mansion, attached to a balcony.

Sighing I went to the bathroom to get ready.

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Soon after I got ready, Maria came and showed me my room.

Though the room was not like Mr Russo still it was beautiful, painted blue and black with grey-blue curtains.

Attached bathroom and a walk-in closet. All my clothes were already put in the closest.

Thanks to Maria.

Following Maria, we reached the dining area.

Seeing me approach, my mom stood and pulled me into a bear hug, preventing my chances of noticing who else was in the room.

"Awwww my baby, I missed you so much. Look how big you grew" my mom gushes in her usual manner of exaggerating things.

"I am still the same mom.

You are behaving as if I was away for a decade, while it was just a year ." I said rolling my eyes.

Don't get me, wrong I love, her but she extreme things up.

But still, she is my favourite.

Releasing me from a hug, my mom allowed me to acknowledge other people in the room.

Mr Russo was sitting at the head of the table, except for him there was no one else.

Maria serving him.

"Mom. Where are Ava and Dad?" I asked sensing their absence.

"Your dad is out of town, he will be returning the day after tomorrow.

And Ava.. .she had some work so she left.

But promised to spend some time with you in the evening.

" my mom hesitantly replied, giving me a fake smile, glancing once at Mr Russo.

Who in turn was looking quite curiously at us?

I know my mom is lying. Ava is not excited about my arrival or even greeted me.

"Now sit and have some breakfast, Maria told me you hadn't eaten anything yesterday, " she said pushing me towards one of the chairs.

I sat across Mr Russo.

He was in Armani black suit, with a white crisp shirt and black satin tie.

His wrist gracing an expensive watch. He was eating some salad.

Which in any way was not appealing to me.

One thing you should know about me is I am a big foodie.

Though my weight doesn't give much about my love for food still it's my lifeline.

Scrunching my nose I glanced at the salad, but as I raised my eyes,

Mr Russo raised one of his perfectly shaped eyebrows and gave me a squinting look.

I gave him an awkward smile and shrugged.

Really while making him God was in good. This man doesn't have a single flaw. He is just perfect. And proves age is just a number.

With his sharp jaw, I wanted to run my hands.....

You pervert, he is your soon to be brother in law my subconscious scolded ceasing my dirty thoughts.

"I asked Maria to cook your favourite double cheese grilled sandwich, with freshly squeezed orange juice ." My mom said coming inside from the kitchen, with Maria trailing behind her with my breakfast.

Placing my food Maria left.

"Sweets I have a meeting with the caterers, so I have to rush, you finish your breakfast and lounge.

We will talk in the evening. " apologetically mom said. Giving me a kiss on my cheeks she left.

Waving her bye when I turned, I saw Mr Russo finished his breakfast and was ready to leave, but noticed there was food in the corner of his mouth.

Looking at him I pointed towards my cheeks indicating the food in his mouth, but he looked at me confused.

"There is food, " I said explaining myself.

Mr Russo wiped his lips with the napkin and asked me to sign if it was gone. I shook my head.

He tried again but the food was still there. Sighing I stood and moved across the table.

He followed my every move and turned in his chair towards me. Standing in front of him, I bend and raised my thumb to the corner of his lips and wiped the food.

Wiping it I looked at Mr Russo, who in turn was staring at me intensely.

His eyes showed some strong emotions. Those lips were so soft, moist. I again wanted to touch them but refrained.

We both were busy staring at each. Our faces close. No one was ready to avert his eyes.

But the moment was broken by the ringing of his phone.

Standing abruptly I went back to my place and started having my food.

Not daring to look at the handsome hunk.

Soon after a few seconds, I heard footsteps leaving the room.

And finally, I took a breath, I was holding.

I was angry at myself for thinking about my sister's man like that.

No matter how cold she is to me. I can't do that to her.

Displeased with me, I decided to distract myself by doing some shopping and visiting my favourite cafe here.

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Hey guys as this story is under edit. So there would be some flaws.

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