All Chapters of Masquerade: His Forbidden Obsession: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ginevra “Hey, hi. Could I steal you away for a minute?” Ruggerio continues to play his part phenomenally, gracing me with a cold expression while the people standing around him look at me with wide eyes. I clear my throat committed not to lose my courage. “Don’t worry, it’s strictly business related.” He clicks his tongue despairingly and turns to give his glass to a beautiful woman standing next to him. She is still mustering me puzzled with her blue eyes, as he talks to her. “Can you hold this for me, ma? I’ll be right back. Thank you.” I steer him through a long hallway at the side of the hall and into a small room that seems to be a boudoir of some sort. Turning around, I see him looking at me expectantly, wearing a wide grin. “No, Ru. My family is about to leave the party and I just wanted to say goodbye properly.” “Sure!” He mocks me with one of his gorgeous smiles, and I shake my head, not able to retain my own. “Stop it, I’m serious.” “I’ll let you go if you have le

Ginevra“Ms. Silverstar, good evening.”The young concierge is standing in front of Ruggerio’s apartment building as he welcomes me with a broad smile.“Good evening.” He opens the door for me and proceeds to snatch something behind his reception desk. With fast steps, he walks past me to get to the elevator. I catch up with him, step into the elevator and thank him politely. He gets in after me, to activate the screen of the car and hands me the card with another happy smile.“This is for you, Ma’am. Have a pleasant night.”My attention is still captured by the shiny card that I remember from our get away to Napa, as I notice the doors are already closing.“Have a good night too, sir.” I manage to shout between the closing doors and lean back as the elevator begins to climb up to the penthouse.My heart is already racing as the doors open back up with a ding, disclosing a small hall with ebony-wood walls. I step out to reach the massive door and ponder if I should just get in with th

Ruggerio The moment I wake up, I feel the best I’ve ever felt. The first thing my fucked up brain registers is her perfume. And God, how I love it. I bury my nose in her hair and take another deep breath while pulling her even closer to me. That’s what has become of me. A fucking creep. Feeling her stir, I press a single kiss on her neck, making her sigh. It seems like her hot skin is calling out to me and I lift her hair to cover her neck and shoulders in featherlight kisses. As she wakes up, she turns around slowly, looking at me still in a daze. “Good morning, babe.” “Good morning, Ru. I am so tired. Why did you wake me?” She mumbles before she turns around to face me. She nestles into me, and I bring my hand up, caressing her back. She hums approvingly and I entangle my fingers into her hair, scooping it off her shoulder. I hug her tight and bite into her creamy skin gently, making her mewl lowly. “No, Ru. You are going to leave another mark.” She says, nearly whispering

Ginevra “What took you so long, woman?”I giggle as Ruggerio’s grumpy, yet smoky voice reaches my ear.“Sorry, the twins made a little show for us and my sister and I were booked for the VIP-late night package.”His laugh has my heart flip, and my smile widens.“How precious.”“Well… If you have the patience to sit through an uncoordinated acrobatic show consisting of chaotic somersaults.” My heart beats a bit lighter as he laughs again, freeing me from the stress I felt just a moment ago.“How was your day?”“Long. And stressful. How was yours?”“I worked an early shift at the shop. But it was so boring.” I take a deep breath as I snuggle further into my bed. “Maybe you will think that I’m stupid, but I really miss working with Nina.”“I would never. And I get it, it was strange having Frank not barge into my office for a few days.”I chuckle as I hug my blanket. “I’m glad that you two got over this already.”“Yeah. But he paid his dues.” He laughs before he adds, “I’m sure that Wa

Ginevra After we returned from our pizza and martini dinner, we collapsed into our bed nearly immediately. As I wouldn’t have been allowed to share my room with Ruggerio anyway, I chose to share my room with Elisabetta. Even if there were enough rooms for all of us, we both thought that would be better. Surely, having a few sleepover-like nights with her was expectant to be fun. The next morning, I wake up in our gigantic bed still convinced that all of this is just a crazy dream. Opening my eyes, I see Elisabetta sleeping peacefully by my side. She is lying next to me with her hair disheveled cutely and I do my best to get out of bed as quietly as possible. Throwing a dressing gown over my t-shirt and the shorts I slept in, I wander around to find a kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. I find a small kitchen next to our bedroom, with an incorporated coffee machine. Yes! Thank you, God. After taking out a cup from the white cupboard, I tap my fingers on the white granite coun