Ian looked at me, covered in Logan’s blood; my dress was too short, and I was also missing a shoe.
“Cassandra, you look terrible” He giggles, pulling me for a hug.
Ian had a crush on me when I was younger, but I considered him brother, so I didn’t want to press things with him. I am sure he’s gotten over me now since I’m unfortunate to marry his brother.
“Thanks, Ian, it’s good to see you too,” I said sarcastically on his shoulder.
“Your brother is an asshole,” I whispered in his ear, pulling away from the hug, and he chuckled.
“Cassandra go upstairs and change”
Alessandro demands clenching his jaw
and fiddling with the rings on his fingers in irritation.
“Okay boss” I joked quickly going up the stairs into Alessandro’s room, I didn’t live here yet and I certainly didn’t have any of my clothes to change into so I put on a pair of Alessandro boxers and
his T-shirt which was huge on me since
Alessandro is a big muscular man.
I came downstairs and went into the the kitchen where Ian and Alessandro were seated talking about something, bored by the looks of it.
“You look good in my clothes, love” He smirked, eyeing me up and down.
Ian received a phone call so he quickly scurried out of the kitchen leaving me and Alessandro alone.
“Do you have bipolar or something?
Just a second ago you were ready to kill me” I folded my arms across my chest, he stood up from where he was seated walking slowly towards me.
I placed my hand on his chest making him stop, he was just four inches away from me.
He placed a finger under my chin lifting my head to meet his eyes then bent down and placed a kiss on my lips then stood up straight leaving me wanting more
“What was that for?” I questioned him my hand lowered from his chest, and his the black shirt still leaves buttons undone at the top showing off his muscular tattooed chest.
“You just look so beautiful, princess” He spoke softly and I felt butterflies all across my stomach.
I shouldn’t feel this way towards him
but I couldn’t help it.
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ALESSANDRO POV
She looked like a goddess in my clothes.
All I wanted to do was rip them off her and have my way with her in this fucking kitchen, but I’m not giving her what she craves just yet. I need to make sure she wants me as much as I want her.
“My mum and Dad are coming over tomorrow; they will be having dinner with us to discuss our marriage,” I stated, looking down at her.
“Do you think it’s a good idea for me to be in the same room as your father?” She giggled playing with the hem of her shirt or rather my shirt.
“No it’s not a good idea but I won’t let him anywhere near you, my mum will be there, he won’t try anything” I hoped.
My mother didn’t know that my father fuck new women every night he still wanted to maintain a “healthy” relationship with her and he still loved
her but not in the way she thinks.
I love my mother, and it breaks me to think that she doesn’t know what happens when her man isn’t around her. But I’d rather she find out on her own, it would be more entertaining.
“Won’t it be awkward? I literally grinded on your father and almost fucked him”
She let out a laugh and then looked into my eyes nervously as if she didn’t mean to say the last part.
She almost what?
“What do you mean you almost fucked him!?” I yelled taking a step back and running a hand through my hair.
“He just asked me if I wanted to fuck him that’s all, don’t make such a big deal out of it.
I didn’t know he was your father, Alessandro,” Cassandra replies, leaning her hand on the kitchen counter.
“Fuck Cassandra! What am I going to do
with you hm?” I finally gave up arguing with her, the situation is done now and my father is not going here near her ever again after this shitty dinner.
“I’m tired, can we go to bed?” She yawned.
“Yes love” I picked her up in a bridal style
and she let out a giggle; we headed to my bedroom, and I placed her on the bed carefully, then stripped from my shirt and pants until I was in my boxers.
I noticed her staring at my chest and had a quick peek at my bulge.
“See something you like hm?” I teased and she bit her fucking lip.
“Bite that fucking lip again and see what happens?” I warned, walking towards my bed, focusing on her beautiful naked legs, and I noticed a little butterfly tattoo on her right thigh.
“So demanding Mr. Russo” She teased sitting up with her back against the headboard.
“Come here,” She said biting her lip again.
I crawled into bed pulling her on my lap so she was straddling me.
I planted a kiss on her lips which soon turned into a passionate and steamy kiss.
Our tongues dancing together, Her little
hands getting lost in my body.
I started to move away from her lips and began trailing wet kisses along her neck, She tilted her head granting me more access to nip and suck her flesh.
“You are so fucking needy” I spoke into her neck and I could hear her moan in satisfaction.
“I want you” She breathed out as I gripped her waist.
Those three words were enough, all she needed was to say those words and I would let her have
me.
I stopped kissing her neck and pulled the large shirt over her head and to my surprise she had no bra on.