Sabrina Moretti:-After Carlos and I were completely stripped off, we both smiled and looked at one another with darkened gaze. I laid naked on the bed, under his mercy while he looked at me with those predatory gaze. I looked at my hot husband from head to toe, as if I was looking at him for the first time, when I know every inch of his body very clearly.My gaze stopped at his erect member and I grinned before licking my lips and he chuckled, getting the idea of what I want. He made me sit on the edge of the bed and stroked his hard length in his hand and teased me, with a wicked smirk."You want your popsicle, wife? Are you craving of it?" he asked, in a teasing tone.I cocked an eyebrow feeling the flame of flirtation burn in me. “Oh, you know I do” I breathed into the room, my hand sliding up his leg, closer but not quite touching the part of him that ached for me.Carlos uttered a low growl and the menacing look grew even with his smirk. “Such a teaser,” he muttered, wrapping hi
Sabrina Morretti:-I woke up with continuous ringing of my phone and groaned. It wasn't just my phone that was ringing, Carlos's phone was ringing too, simantaneously."Carlos, answer your phone dammit!" I murmured in between sleep in the middle of night after lots of wedding sex. Carlos groaned like me,but woke up to answer his phone."Hello," he answers in a groggy, sleepy tone, which all of a sudden turned into shout "What?! When did that happen and how?!" now his voice caught my attention and I sat up forgetting about everything, my exhausation and the fact how sore I was in between my legs."Carlos, what happened? Is everything alright? Is Pierre alright?" I asked, my voic trembling in fear of anything happening to our son. My phone rang again and I picked it up. It was my hotel manager from California calling and I frowned. Why would he call my this late in the middle of night, especially on my wedding."Hello, what happen, Edward?" I demand "There better be a good reason for yo
Sabrina Morretti:-"Detective, tell me what did you find?" I asked as he entered my office in Italy where Carlos and I have been staying for the past couple of weeks, trying to provide care and finds to the families who suffered loss, and getting things investigated."It was definitely set by someone, Mrs. Morretti. The evidences we found clearly seems to point toward arson," said the detective, putting a folder on my desk. "Such trace elements as accelerants were detected in several places within the building, and this led the investigators to conclude that the incident had been planned. The fire began from several points to make the most destruction.""We’re narrowing it down. Surveillance video from another camera captures a strange car exiting the site at the time when the fire began. We are still trying to find the owner. Also we heard some rumors that it might be a competitor or someone who had business enemity against you, Mrs. Morretti." "A vendetta?" I steeled myself forward
Carlos Morretti:-"She did it and she is hiding it from me. I don't know what she is doing, but it is dangerous." I announced as I entered Dante's palazzo in Italy where he was currently sitting having lunch with his family."And, what did she do and who are you talking about? I am quite confused." Dante asked without glancing at me as he played with his daughter in his arms and fed her the pieces of freshly cut fruits. Oh, how much I want Sabrina to give birth to our daughter so I could be doing the same thing Dante is doing. He is a lucky family man."My wife. Sabrina." I replied, pacing around "I think, no I know she had someone put fire at her own hotel, but I don't understand why?""And, why would you think that Sabrina did this? And, why the hell will she had someone set her own hotel on fire with all the guests and staff inside?" Gabriella was the one who asked me this question "She won't want her hotel to face the loss. Now. Would she?""At first I thought that too, but then t
Sabrina Morretti:-"So, you decided to return home from Dylan's place , husband?" I asked Carlos as he entered with a straight expression while I was feeding Pierre some fruits with my hands forcefully as he doesn't like to eat them."Why did you do that, Sab?" Carlos asked, leaning down to kiss Pierre's head, who pouted and glanced at his father in hope that Carlos will save him from finishing the fruits, but he wasn't going anywhere until they are finished. His recent doctor visit showed he was losing weight which is not good for his growing body. This kid loves to play more and eat less."Padre, I am full and don't want to eat anymore." he whined, and Carlos chuckled shaking his head."Sorry, son. You are on your own this time." Carlos apologized "Finish the fruits, and you can be on your way to the playroom.""You don't trust me, Carlos." I murmured "Which is unacceptable by me.""Feed our son first and then we can talk."Carlos murmured back and kissed my cheek and whispered in my
Sabrina Moretti:-I stared at him standing at the hospital waiting room, while he stared back at me, tension visible between us, that didn't go unnoticed by Francesco who approached to us and spoke."Everything alright between you two?" Francesco asked, geniunely worried "Last time I remember, newly weds doesn't look like this.""Because we are not ordinary normal wedded couple, France." Carlos spoke "Some of us are refusing to put past in the past and keep on bringing in our present to ruin our futre instead of trusting to be there for one another." I looked away when Carlos said that because it was true and this fear inside of me was killing me."Carl, don't you dare use that tone on me." France growled at his little brother, and glared at him "Whatever you both are going through, I just want to say br there for one another and fight together, instead of alone." this time he looked at me and I frowned."Why are you looking at me like that, France?" I asked and he chuckles."I know y
Sabrina Costa:- "Hello, lady. Please let me know whether you've already arrived in Milan because I can't wait to show you the new gowns I've made for you. I am confident you will enjoy them." Javier, my closest buddy and fashion designer, called as I checked into the presidential suite at one of my hotel chain's branches. "Hello to you too, Javi. To answer your question, I have already arrived in Milan and checked into my hotel, and I can't wait to try the gowns on. I can already tell they're going to be spectacular." With a smile on my face, I responded. Javi is my best friend, who happens to be gay with an enormous and kind heart. "How is your husband? Is he still on his business trip?" "Josh? He is doing quite well. He's on a business trip because we've been awarded a massive project, and if we do it on time, we'll be famous." He responds cheerfully, which makes me chuckle and roll my eyes. The man is already on the list of the finest fashion designers, but he continuously claims
Sabrina Costa:- "Hello, Mr. Morris. Do I know you and last I know my name is Sabrina Costa. Not, Sab. And, for you, it is, Miss. Costa, please." I regained my posture and masked the expression along with the feelings that I was feeling deep inside of me after looking at the man, the love of my life, yet the heartbreaker of my life and father of my baby standing in front of me with zero knowledge of being a father to his four-year-old son. "And, last I know when you were under me on my bed five years ago it was Carlos you were screaming and moaning instead of Mr. Morris, Miss.Costa." his words made me blush and glare at him at the same time as I moved inside his office pushing him inside in anger. "It would be much better if you mind your manners, Mr.Morreti, or I won't mind ruining you and your business empire with a flick of my finger so be on your best behavior. It will be better for you and your company." I threatened him when he chuckled and came to stand behind me. He was so cl
Sabrina Moretti:-I stared at him standing at the hospital waiting room, while he stared back at me, tension visible between us, that didn't go unnoticed by Francesco who approached to us and spoke."Everything alright between you two?" Francesco asked, geniunely worried "Last time I remember, newly weds doesn't look like this.""Because we are not ordinary normal wedded couple, France." Carlos spoke "Some of us are refusing to put past in the past and keep on bringing in our present to ruin our futre instead of trusting to be there for one another." I looked away when Carlos said that because it was true and this fear inside of me was killing me."Carl, don't you dare use that tone on me." France growled at his little brother, and glared at him "Whatever you both are going through, I just want to say br there for one another and fight together, instead of alone." this time he looked at me and I frowned."Why are you looking at me like that, France?" I asked and he chuckles."I know y
Sabrina Morretti:-"So, you decided to return home from Dylan's place , husband?" I asked Carlos as he entered with a straight expression while I was feeding Pierre some fruits with my hands forcefully as he doesn't like to eat them."Why did you do that, Sab?" Carlos asked, leaning down to kiss Pierre's head, who pouted and glanced at his father in hope that Carlos will save him from finishing the fruits, but he wasn't going anywhere until they are finished. His recent doctor visit showed he was losing weight which is not good for his growing body. This kid loves to play more and eat less."Padre, I am full and don't want to eat anymore." he whined, and Carlos chuckled shaking his head."Sorry, son. You are on your own this time." Carlos apologized "Finish the fruits, and you can be on your way to the playroom.""You don't trust me, Carlos." I murmured "Which is unacceptable by me.""Feed our son first and then we can talk."Carlos murmured back and kissed my cheek and whispered in my
Carlos Morretti:-"She did it and she is hiding it from me. I don't know what she is doing, but it is dangerous." I announced as I entered Dante's palazzo in Italy where he was currently sitting having lunch with his family."And, what did she do and who are you talking about? I am quite confused." Dante asked without glancing at me as he played with his daughter in his arms and fed her the pieces of freshly cut fruits. Oh, how much I want Sabrina to give birth to our daughter so I could be doing the same thing Dante is doing. He is a lucky family man."My wife. Sabrina." I replied, pacing around "I think, no I know she had someone put fire at her own hotel, but I don't understand why?""And, why would you think that Sabrina did this? And, why the hell will she had someone set her own hotel on fire with all the guests and staff inside?" Gabriella was the one who asked me this question "She won't want her hotel to face the loss. Now. Would she?""At first I thought that too, but then t
Sabrina Morretti:-"Detective, tell me what did you find?" I asked as he entered my office in Italy where Carlos and I have been staying for the past couple of weeks, trying to provide care and finds to the families who suffered loss, and getting things investigated."It was definitely set by someone, Mrs. Morretti. The evidences we found clearly seems to point toward arson," said the detective, putting a folder on my desk. "Such trace elements as accelerants were detected in several places within the building, and this led the investigators to conclude that the incident had been planned. The fire began from several points to make the most destruction.""We’re narrowing it down. Surveillance video from another camera captures a strange car exiting the site at the time when the fire began. We are still trying to find the owner. Also we heard some rumors that it might be a competitor or someone who had business enemity against you, Mrs. Morretti." "A vendetta?" I steeled myself forward
Sabrina Morretti:-I woke up with continuous ringing of my phone and groaned. It wasn't just my phone that was ringing, Carlos's phone was ringing too, simantaneously."Carlos, answer your phone dammit!" I murmured in between sleep in the middle of night after lots of wedding sex. Carlos groaned like me,but woke up to answer his phone."Hello," he answers in a groggy, sleepy tone, which all of a sudden turned into shout "What?! When did that happen and how?!" now his voice caught my attention and I sat up forgetting about everything, my exhausation and the fact how sore I was in between my legs."Carlos, what happened? Is everything alright? Is Pierre alright?" I asked, my voic trembling in fear of anything happening to our son. My phone rang again and I picked it up. It was my hotel manager from California calling and I frowned. Why would he call my this late in the middle of night, especially on my wedding."Hello, what happen, Edward?" I demand "There better be a good reason for yo
Sabrina Moretti:-After Carlos and I were completely stripped off, we both smiled and looked at one another with darkened gaze. I laid naked on the bed, under his mercy while he looked at me with those predatory gaze. I looked at my hot husband from head to toe, as if I was looking at him for the first time, when I know every inch of his body very clearly.My gaze stopped at his erect member and I grinned before licking my lips and he chuckled, getting the idea of what I want. He made me sit on the edge of the bed and stroked his hard length in his hand and teased me, with a wicked smirk."You want your popsicle, wife? Are you craving of it?" he asked, in a teasing tone.I cocked an eyebrow feeling the flame of flirtation burn in me. “Oh, you know I do” I breathed into the room, my hand sliding up his leg, closer but not quite touching the part of him that ached for me.Carlos uttered a low growl and the menacing look grew even with his smirk. “Such a teaser,” he muttered, wrapping hi
Sabrina Costa/ Moretti:-"Oh my God, Carlos. This is my dream house. A dream house of mine that I shared with you six years ago on our first and only night." I gasped as I entered the house.Carlos smiled fully and put his hand at the curve of my back while leading me deeper into the entryway. The place seemed to be fantastic as I dreamt it to be many, years ago after one sleepless night when I dreamt of a place I hoped to find someday.“I did not forget a single word, Sabrina,” He whispered in a depths of the emotions. "All the features are as you once told them to me. I envisioned this place as a gift…a house where our dreams can come into existence, and live our future with Pierre—and any little Morettis we are blessed with."My heart leapt at the sight of the warm, earthly colors, welcoming and airy layout, and light streaming in precisely as I’d imagined when standing in front of this house, the heart of the house – the kitchen. Every spot and area looked like love and care had b
Carlos Morretti:-I stood at the altar, waiting for my bride to walk down the aisle, while my best man Dante, my best friend stood with me, with a grin on his face."You're nervous." Dante teased with a smirk on his face.I could not help a sidelong look at Dante, who seemed singularly entertained by my transparent nervousness. “I’m not nervous,” I told them, although there was a slight quiver in my tone.“Come on, Carlos,” he laughed, tapping me with his fist. "You are trembling ear to ear, quite literally, as if you’re practically vibrating. I have never seen you like this not even before we closed a big deal." Before I could say anything the music struck and I swiveled around, my pulse racing as Sabrina emerged at the other end of the aisle. She was stunning, her dress was so lovely and the fabric swiftly glided with the swing of her body towards me. Our eyes met and at the moment I realized that the world was fading around us. I remember having almost no attention to the guests o
Sabrina Costa:-"Wow, you look beautiful, sweetheart," my mom complimented when I was trying on my wedding dresses and trying to find the perfect one."This is the one, mom. I love this one." I tell her looking at myself in the mirror in the boutique "I know Carlos will love this one."“It is great,” my mum chimed in then she wiped her eyes, a sign that she was proud of me. ”Oh, my little girl is getting married.”I looked at her, and smiling as gently as I could. "Mom, it’s surreal, isn't it? I never thought Carlos and I would reunite and will be planning our wedding with one son already in the world and one on the way."She leaned over and slipped her fingers into my hand. "You deserve all of this happiness, Sabrina. Carlos is a lucky man."With one final glance at myself I took in a long breathe. It fitted me closely as it should and at the same time it was flowing just as I had pictured it. It made me blush to think of how Carlos would look at me when he is going to first lay his