Chapter 69
Tessy’s POV
Anthony’s piercing gaze lingered on mine, the intensity of his stare igniting a flutter of anticipation in my chest. The heavy silence that enveloped us broke as he spoke, his deep, commanding voice resonating with authority. “E la mia donna, trattatela bene” [“She is my woman, treat her well”]. Instantly, the guards’ demeanor shifted; their hardened expressions softened, and they exchanged wary glances. One of them stepped forward, his tone apologetic as he said, “Scusate, signorina,” and offered a respectful bow.
Once we were alone, the maid, Maria, greeted me with genuine warmth. Her eyes sparkled with kindness as she welcomed me into a lavish suite, the opulence of the surroundings captivating my senses. “Welcome, signorina. I’ll help you prepare for dinner,” she said, guiding me into a beautifully appointed bathroom. She filled a large, ornate tub with warm water and added fragrant rose petals and calming essential oils that released a soothing aroma into the air. As I sank into the bath, Maria gently washed my hair, her skilled hands massaging a luxurious conditioning mask into my locks, making each strand feel soft and rejuvenated.
After the bath, Maria expertly styled my hair into loose, flowing waves that framed my face. She applied subtle makeup that enhanced my features without overshadowing them, giving me a natural glow. When it came time to choose an outfit, she helped me into a breathtaking silk gown, its rich emerald green hue perfectly accentuating my eyes and making me feel regal. As Anthony entered the room, his eyes widened with appreciation and admiration, and I could feel my heart race at his unmistakable approval.
Dinner was a lavish affair, with flickering candlelight illuminating the intimate setting. The golden flames danced across Anthony’s chiseled features, highlighting the strength and sophistication that he exuded. Unable to contain my curiosity any longer, I leaned forward and asked, “Who are you, really?” A gentle smile curved his lips, hinting at secrets yet to be revealed. “Later,” he murmured, his breath warm against my skin as his lips brushed mine, igniting a spark that set my heart ablaze.
The night unfolded in passionate abandon, becoming a whirlwind of intimacy. Anthony’s skilled hands explored every curve of my body, awakening sensations I had never experienced. Each caress sent shivers down my spine, and our lovemaking was nothing short of electrifying, leaving me breathless and craving more.
The following morning, as sunlight streamed through the ornate curtains, Maria brought breakfast on a delicate tray. The aroma of freshly baked croissants and rich coffee filled the air, making my stomach rumble with anticipation. After a leisurely meal, she helped me get ready for a day filled with adventure. Anthony, ever the gentleman, escorted me through the timeless streets of Italy, where history and beauty coalesced in every corner.
Our first stop was the majestic Colosseum in Rome. As we stood before the ancient amphitheater, I marveled at its grandeur and spoke excitedly about its history. Anthony listened intently, his presence grounding and reassuring. Next, we explored the Uffizi Gallery in Florence, where I was captivated by the exquisite art that adorned the walls. We strolled through the lush landscapes and scenic canals of Venice, hand in hand, as the city’s charm enveloped us.
In the midst of our adventures, I suddenly realized that I had forgotten my phone. When we returned to our suite, I found numerous missed calls from Eddy – a pang of guilt washed over me. I hesitated for a moment, but the desire to stay in this enchanting moment with Anthony outweighed my lingering worries; I turned off my phone decisively.
Shopping sprees soon became our delightful routine, with Anthony indulging me at every turn. We visited luxurious designer boutiques, exclusive jewelry stores, and artisanal shops, where handcrafted treasures beckoned. He encouraged me to try on exquisite gowns, stylish shoes, and elegant accessories, making me feel like royalty with each new outfit I wore.
Every evening was marked by culinary magic as we dined at Michelin-starred restaurants, savoring the rich flavors of Italy’s culinary heritage. We shared laughter over wine tastings, were mesmerized by breathtaking opera performances, and delighted in moonlit serenades that Anthony orchestrated, his gestures sweeping me off my feet.
As days turned into weeks, my connection with Anthony deepened into something extraordinary. His enigmatic past remained shrouded in mystery, a silent undercurrent that intrigued me, but I found refuge in the undeniable bond that blossomed between us.
“I wish to stay with you,” I whispered one evening, the vulnerability in my voice mirrored in the intensity of his gaze. His eyes burned with desire, reflecting the passion that ignited every moment we shared.
In this beautiful land, I never wanted to leave. Italy’s charm and Anthony’s love had captivated my heart in ways I had never dreamed possible. Forever wouldn’t be long enough for us to explore the depths of what we shared.
Anthony, my enigmatic lover. My Big Daddy. My everything and I will always remain his baby doll.
*
I woke up to warm sunlight streaming through the villa’s windows, stretching my arms and feeling a gentle emptiness within. Where was Anthony? I craved his touch, his smile. “Maria,” I called out to the maid, busy arranging fresh flowers.
“Yes, signorina?”
“Where’s Anthony?” I asked, my voice laced with longing.
Maria’s expression turned hesitant, “He’s… with someone, signorina.”
My heart skipped a beat. Who could it be? Just then, the door swung open and Anthony walked in. Our eyes locked, and I rushed to him, lips parted for a kiss.
But Anthony’s hands grasped my shoulders, holding me back. His eyes, once full of love, now seemed distant.
“Tessy, your happy stay in Italy ends today.”
“I’m lost here, what do you mean? I hope you are not planning to end things with me because I won’t agree, it’s only over when I say it’s over.”
“I mean it this time around, you’re leaving,” he said, his voice cold.
“What? Why?” I asked, confusion etched on my face.
“Your fiance, Eddy, is here. He knows about our affair,” Anthony stated, his jaw clenched.
My world crashed. “What???” I exclaimed, shock and despair mingling in my voice.
TBC..