CASSANDRA POV
I opened my eyes slowly, hearing the birds chirp outside and the light from the curtains peered in, almost blinding me.
There was also a large figure next to me staring at me not saying a word, just watching me sleep.
“Good morning Love,” He spoke in his husky voice, and my panties became damp.
Alessandro grabbed the back of my head, pulled me towards his face, and gave me a peck on the lips.
“Were you watching me sleep?” I questioned him, and a smile spread across my face.
“You look so beautiful when you sleep, how could I not?” We stared into each other’s eyes still lying in bed.
He was looking at my face as if I were the most beautiful woman in the world, it made me feel fucking amazing.
I think I’m falling for him, and yes, he has been a fucking idiot in the past and might still be an idiot now, but I can’t help what I feel for him, and last night It was the best night I’ve ever spent with someone.
I hope he feels the same.
“You want coffee?” He asked, breaking the silence, and I nodded.
“Put on a shirt, I don’t want Ian being a pervert,” He demanded, and I let out a soft giggle wearing one of the shirts he had in his closet and buttoned it up, my hard nipples poking through.
Alessandro headed downstairs, making me a coffee while I brushed my hair, trying not to look like a mess, considering his brother and maybe a few of his guards were downstairs.
“Good morning, Cassandra,” Ian greeted me as I walked into the kitchen with just a shirt and my panties on top.
Oops I forgot to put on pants, Alessandro looked at me smirking and smirking back at him sitting on a stool next to Ian who was tapping on his phone
“You two were having fun last night,” Ian said, looking at me and then Alessandro.
“What are you talking about, Ian?” Alessandro smirked, looking at me, then looking away, preparing my coffee.
“Don’t play dumb, Alessandro. These walls are thin, and Cassandra is wearing your shirt and panties, the typical attire for a woman who has just fucked” He stated, taking a sip of his drink and smiling.
“She’s my wife. I can do what I want; who are you to judge me?
I see you with new women every night,” Alessandro argued, handing me my coffee.
Alessandro calling me his wife made my stomach crawl, and I was in a good mood, but weird.
I felt sad that we had to get married almost immediately; he didn’t even get to propose properly. We weren’t even technically boyfriend and girlfriend.
This is so tiring, why did my father have to die?
“Well played, brother; anyway, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone. I have shit to do,” Ian said, walking away from the kitchen.
I got off my stool and slowly walked over to Alessandro, placing my hand on his bare chest.
“Can my mother come to dinner tonight?” I asked him.
I hadn’t spoken to my mother since the engagement party, and I wanted her to interact with Alessandro’s family, if this was going to work.
“I don’t see why not,” He said and grabbed my face in his hands placing a soft kiss on the top of my head.
“You know how to make a girl happy, don’t you, Alessandro” I chuckled, smiling at him.
He smiled back.
“I only want to make you happy, my love.” He spoke softly, stroking my cheek with his thumb, and I flashed him a sweet smile.
“When do you want to move in?” He asked.
“It’s a little too soon for that don’t you think?” I said continuing to look into his deadly brown eyes.
“Everything is a little too soon, but I want this to work out I want you here with me all the time plus your mother needs some space” He replied his hand fell from my cheek and his right hand
gripped my waist pulling me closer to him.
“Going all soft on me now, Mr. Russo,” I teased as he still had a tight grip on my waist.
“Me?
Soft? Never.” He joked, letting out a laugh and pulling me into his chest; he stroked the back of my head contently.
It was a nice moment; I’ve never really had a sweet moment with him so far, but it felt good. Just as I snuggled into his chest, he gave my ass a hard smack, and I let out a yelp pushing away from his hold on me.
“Pedazo de mierda,” I said half joking Knowing he didn’t understand Spanish
(Spanish Translation: Piece of shit)
“English, please,” He demanded, raising an eyebrow at my words.
“What did you say to me?”
“I said I want you to fuck me against the wall,” I lie innocently, batting my eyelashes.
“Your wish is my command, princess.” He smirked, slamming my back against the nearest wall. I let out a groan at the pain, but I didn’t want him to stop.
He put his tattooed hand down on my panties, and his hand moved up and down on my pussy, playing with it.
“Already soaking wet and I’ve hardly started.” He chuckled, shaking his head.
Alessandro removed his hand from my panties and shoved two of his fingers in my mouth, I swirled my tongue around them and released them with a popping sound.
Alessandro then shoved his hand back into my panties plunging the two fingers I had in my mouth inside me.
“O-oh my god, fuck” I moaned while he picked up the pace, his fingers fucking my pussy.
I grabbed onto his arm for support and dug my nails into it
He let out a groan in satisfaction and I felt his thumb toying with my sensitive clit.
“Then cum all over my fucking fingers, you dirty little girl,” He murmured, trailing kisses along my neck, his hand still shoved down my panties.
His fingers started vigorously going in and out of my tight hole. I was a moaning mess, just waiting to explode all over him.