His Mafia Bride

ALINA

I greedily took in all the surroundings, eyes scanning and roving the scenery all around as our car spend on the highway.

Italy looked so beautiful. The sun was shining so elegantly on the fast moving cars.

There were variety of building styles. I hungrily fed my eyes on some sky scrappers whose summit looked like it could reach the sky.

We passed different shops, restaurant and malls all with fascinating special light affects. I could only imagine how beautiful they would look at night.

As cars moved fast so also did the people swarm around, enjoying the sunny weather and ravishing atmosphere.

Once Dante killed the traitors, he spoke briefly about some things with Homero. I couldn’t make out what they discussed because it was all in Italian. Once done, he took me by hand towards a waiting limousine.

I slowly closed my eyes in a bid to sleep. I hadn’t had enough sleep ever since our attack in Mexico.

I hadn’t close my eyes for more than ten minutes when I slowly fluttered them back open. I felt something wet on my neck.

Yes something, no, someone was nibbling hungrily on my neck.

I let out a soft whimper, realising it was Dante’s tongue working magic around my neck.

He was biting on it softly and sucking it, giving me love bites. He enclosed his arm around my waist.

“I want to fuck you badly dear wife”he breathed against my ear.

Dante instantly pressed his lips on mine. They were searing hot as he kissed me deeper, our lips moving in rhythm.

His drove his tongue inside me setting me to moan louder. Overwhelmed by lust, I grabbed a fistful of his hair, yanked him and pulled him closer as he plundered me with his tongue, our kiss becoming intense with lust and craving.

His hands instinctively pushed under my gown, trailing towards my innermost area as the kiss became more errotic.

Once he reached my panties, he began pleasuring my clit through the lace underwear that covered it. Rubbing his hands ever so sensually on my clit got me shattering with moans that sounded like music to his ears.

He started pulling down my panties desperately like a starved man till it had gotten to my knee.

He wanted me now.

Unfortunately, the honking sound of cars as we drove made me realise we were in a car and we weren’t alone. I also didn’t think I was ready for what he was about to do.

The driver was seated at the far end of the car and he must have probably heard my shameful moans.

Oh my Goodness. Dante would be the end of me.

I broke out of our intense make out and quickly wore my panties back up leaving Dante stunned.

“Why would you stop me my dear wife?”He sniggered.

“We are in a car. And we have a driver here with us plus I dont want to have sex now” I replied as I became beetroot red reminding myself of the fact that the driver could have heard my moans.

Dante instead leaned in closer and ran his tongue upwards in one long lick of my neck. God this man was arousing me to dangerous heights.

“Ok gattina. But the longer it takes me to get in between your sweet thighs, the rougher I’m going to pound in you when I finally get in there”

I stared at him tongue-tied at his sensual wordings. He licked his lips and I shuddered, but not in fear, in mixed feelings of what was to come.

I gulped and slowly rested my head on Dante’s shoulder, closing my eyes and wanting to be awoken when we had reached our destination.

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“Alina… Alina wakeup” I heard a husky masculine voice resonate in my ears and it was sounding like it was coming from a faraway place accompanied by mild tappings on my shoulder.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“We are here bella” the calm rich voice drew me out of my dark abyss and stirred me out of my slumber.

My eyes fluttered open and fell upon the emerald orbs of Dante with a charming smile registered on his face.

“Are we here already?” I yawned, stretching my arms.

Dante nodded, combing his hands through my hair.

Did I really sleep thought out the entire ride.

Suddenly, I became feeling self conscious under Dante’s hot and piercing gaze.

Oh fuck. I hope I didn’t drool or snore in my sleep. Or worse still, sleep talked. I wanted to look atleast presentable in my sleep and I didn’t want Dante to see me as weird.

Suddenly a part of me realised I was caring too much about my appearance before Dante.

This wasn’t me.

Pathetic. When did I start becoming overly concerned about my appearance when I was with Dante?

Fuck. This man was doing things to me. Things I feared and I didn’t want to think off.

I drifted my eyes from his and faced it at the tinted glasses of the limousine, trying to get a peak of where we were.

Immediately my gaze landed on the jaw dropping scenery in front of us, my breathing froze and I became doe eyed.

This place was fucking huge.

Where are we?

“Beautiful right?” Dante’s voice interrupted my thoughts.

“Dante where are we?” I gazed back at him and caught a disparaging smile on his lips.

“We are in one of my many private hotels. So do you want to keep admiring it from the inside or you want to go outside and see it for yourself?” Dante gave me a boyish grin.

“I’ll love to go see out myself” I bubbled with excitement.

Stepping out of the car with Dante, he at once interlocked our hands as we walked towards the spinning glass doors of the hotel.

I was literally speechless the moment I and Dante stepped down to behold the beguiling, imperial building that stood tall.

I turned my attention from the glass doors to meet Dante staring at me.

“What?”I asked.

“You seem so intoxicated by the scenery”He cockily replied to my gawking self.

Ofcourse I was. It was my first time in Italy.

I shrugged my shoulders.

“Yeah I am. First time in Italy” I bodly replied.

“Don’t worry. You will see more of Italy by day and I shall be your guide. You have me all to yourself” he gave a wink causing me to almost choke on the air. I didn’t say a word, my mind was racing on how this trip will turn out for the both of us.