CUOIAIO:

A person who tans leather and/or sells leather stuff.

The music changed, it became more sensual and my body became hypnotised by the way it sounded. Valerius's hands roamed along my body, making my head tilt back on his shoulder and my eyes closed. My hips swayed to the rhythm.

One of my hands reached behind and hooked around Valerius's neck, pulling him close to my throbbing pulse. The other hand clasped around Valerius's hand that was rubbing along my sides antagonisingly slow.

Valerius's other hand travelled lower and reached my slit. Yes, there were people close by, but at that moment I just craved his touch. His hand traced circles on my inner thigh. I wanted to clench my thighs together but I felt frozen.

His delicate touch managed to leaves sparks on my skin. The hard feeling of his member seemed to rub against me and small grunts and groans from him encouraged me to continue moving. "Someone's wet." He teased, his finger waltzing around my bundle of nerves.

Turning around, I bit my lip to see him smirk. My hands travelled from his hard member to his chest, "Someone's hard." I winked. Groaning, he pulled me tighter, against his chest. "If you came here to tease me, then congratulations, you're doing a great job at it, but don't tell me that I didn't warn you to behave." He groaned.

"Oh Papi, I know, I'm just having my fun." I giggled. From the corner of my eyes, I saw a man walk towards us. "Ah Valerius, long time no see." The unknown man spoke, causing me and Valerius to pull apart.

They both greeted and hugged. "Cugino, how have you been?" Valerius questioned, smiling. 'Cousin' I thought, no wonder why they looked similar. "Good, good..." The man's eyes began to travel up my length, I stood there awkwardly.

"Who's this beautiful girl? Another one of your cagnas?" He smirked. Anger flashed over me as he continued undressing me with his eyes. "Ha un bel corpo, la scoperei tutti i giorni" He licked his lip.

(Translation: She has a beautiful body, I would fuck her everyday)

Before I could even show him how much of a bitch I could be, Valerius hurled his fist across the man's face. He stumbled and held his jaw, cursing as the pain struck him. "Non parlarle in quel modo, stronzo malato ! Lei è mia! Inteso?O hai bisogno di una pallottola in mezzo agli occhi per capire, Luigi?" Valerius growled.

(Translation: Don't talk to her like that, you sick fuck! She's mine! Understood? Or do you need a bullet between your eyes to understand, Luigi?)

Luigi looked at Valerius with fear yet with rage. I didn't know how to react. Numb. I think that was how I was feeling. "Adesso vattene da qui, cazzo!"

(Translation: Now get the fuck out of here!)

"Remember, Valerius, you hit your cousin for this woman, but if she turns out to be like Chantelle, don't come acting like a mad man." He said between us, Luigi's lip became swollen and they cut on his lip was crisp with blood.

Valerius's fist was still clenched, I walked over to him and held his fist and rubbed the pad of my thumb along his smooth skin.

"Hey, look at me," My hand went straight to his face, looking for them eyes of his. The shameful look in his eyes, looked away from me. The crowd that was silenced, now continued doing what they were doing before.

"I'm sorry Shira, I apologise for his inappropriate manner, please forgive me." He begged. His hand gently grabbed mine and closed around it, he brought my hand to his lip and kissed my knuckles. "Amour, it's fine, it's not your fault." I hugged him close.

"Let's go home, come on." I interlocked my fingers with him pulling him away from the crowd. Valerius kissed the side of my forehead and wrapped his arm around my waist.

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Before we left, I said my goodbyes to Abella, Dante and Alejandro. Looking outside the car window, the racing raindrops had distracted me as silence bored the two of us.

When we reached, Valerius didn't speak a word to me. Even though he couldn't face me, his act of chivalry didn't falter.

"It's fine if you don't want to sleep next to me tonight." His eyes low, his voice laced with pain that only his words could hold. "Nope, not going anywhere." I said shutting the door to my room and walking into his as I barged passed him.

Valerius hummed and went straight to the bathroom without a word. I knew he was ashamed of himself for something he hasn't done.

My mind lingered to when his arms securely wrapped around mine. I craved for it now, more than ever. I wanted him. I needed him.

I stripped from my dress and stayed in the strapless black laced lingerie. Sliding in the bed, I waited till Valerius had finished.

When the door opened, I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. "You know, I can tell you're not sleeping." He said, a small defeated smile plastered my face.

"Ugh, I tried," I said getting up. The silk sheets had fallen from the top half of my body and the edge of my lingerie was dangerously close to my aerola.

Valerius's eyes widen with lust and desire.

I began to walk on my knees to the front edge of the bed, where he stood. His eyes fixated on the revealing lingerie in front of him.

"See something you like, amour?" I teased, biting my lip. My hand roamed around my body, Valerius eyed carefully at each movement, from the top of my breast to my wet slit.

"Shira, I-" He began but I quickly placed a finger on his plumped lips, silencing him. "Amour, you talk too much," I whispered sultry, kissing his collarbone and up his neck.

"I want you Valerius. Take me, please." I whispered in his ear. I needed him, I was beyond more than ready. The overwhelming feeling of desire made me beg for Valerius which brought pleasure to his ears.

Hey, my loves, hope you liked this chapter.

If you did, let me know your thought. Anyways, have a wonderful day or a good night's sleep.

What colour is your hair?

Mine is a very dark brown and in the sunlight it goes a bit red.