"She was a girl with good intentions."

— Selena Gomez

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A mild teasing steamy scene ahead. It's the only one I've written in which they speak Italian in bed. If you want to see more of that, I can change the scenes in the other chapters I've written.

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I am immediately by his side cradling his now slightly bleeding face.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Diego? Why the fuck would you do that?!"

"You are asking me?! He just wants to get in your pants. He will leave you after that." Diego yells back.

What the fuck?

This is not an excuse. How could he assume that? What he said is so lame.

"How do you know he hasn't already?!" I am full of rage.

I'm forgetting we are standing in a hospital.

But my statement immediately shuts him up. He knows he is wrong.

"That's what I thought!" I spit back.

I take Christian's hand and lead him through the hospital to my new office that once belonged to my dad.

I make him sit on my big rolling chair and I straddle his lap carefully examining his nose.

"Fuck, it's dislocated."

I wipe off the blood with an alcohol pad.

"This is going to hurt." I give him an apologetic look.

He nods.

"On the count of 3 I am going to snap it back into place okay?" He nods again.

"One, two--" I snap it back.

"OW!" Christian yells and dig his hands in my sides. "You didn't say three."

I just shrug cleaning his nose and ignoring the tears in my eyes.

And of course, he notices them too.

"What's wrong?"

"I just, I just feel like it's my fault." I open up. "You're hurt because that asshole thought was the best for me but.."

"Hey it's not your fault and if he wasn't your cousin, I would beat your cousin Douche into a bloody pulp."

I chuckle. He isn't my cousin though. And Uncle Sam isn't really my Uncle.

"Can we go back to the house? It's been a very long day and we both need rest." I say while he rubs my thigh.

"Yeah sure. I want you to change that shirt as soon as possible."

"Why? What's Wrong with it?"

"It has that assholes name on it." He glares at the shirt. "Let's go."

He pulls me with him.

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"Finally." Christian sighs. "Finally I have you in my arms."

I hug him even tighter as he puts his face on my chest hugging my stomach.

I massage his head with my one hand until my phone rings.

"Ignore it."

I ignore Christian picking it up.

"Hello?"

"Hello Ms. Forbes, it's Edward. When are you going to visit the company?"

"Oh shit, I forgot." I groan. "Probably soon Edward. I'm quite busy these days."

"It's okay ma'am." He replies back. "Sorry to call this late, hope to see you soon."

"Goodnight Edward." I hang up.

"Who is Edward?" Christian asks with a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"Some dude at the office. Chill baby." I coo.

"Baby?" He smiles.

"Yeah baby, babe." I wink playfully.

He just chuckles and pulls me on top of him and I lay there.

"Christian you are in the business field right?" I ask drawing imaginary circles on his chest.

"Yeah."

"Can you do me a favor?" I ask kissing his jaw gently.

"What is it?" He rubs my back.

"My mother's company. I want you to go with me there tomorrow and check the accounts and stuff. Math was never my subject." I pout.

"Yes baby, I'll go with you." He hugs, "You don't need to worry."

I push my body up so that I am straddling his torso.

"Are you really going Christian?" I say regarding his stay in the USA. It seriously needs to be discussed.

He sighs and closes his eyes. "About that. I would understand if you said no but I really want you to with me to Italy to meet my mom."

My eyes get so wide.

"M-me meeting your mom?"

"Yeah."

"Isn't it a little too early. I mean aren't we rushing things?"

He suddenly flips us over so that I'm under him and he is hovering over me. My legs still around his waist.

"First question. Do you trust me? Do you think I would ever hurt you Victoria?"

Do I trust him?

"I trust you Christian and I believe you would never think of such a thing."

"Good. So remember when you said that you know nothing about my family. Why don't you come with me and meet them? I could meet yours while I am here." He explains. "And besides I'd be the world's biggest fool to let a gem like you slip out of my hands."

"That would be okay." I nod and blush, "But I will talk to your mom first. Ya know, stranger danger."

He smiles and leans in to kiss me. His lips meet mine in a rough way. His lips move fast against mine.

His hands fisting the sheets beside me. His one hand slipping under his shirt I am wearing. While my hands explore his bareback, chest and abs.

He starts kissing my jaw and goes to my neck making me moan out loud. Real loud.

Did I mention I am a screamer?

I think not.

He bites, sucks and grazes the soft skin of my neck leaving a mark.

He comes to kiss my lips again when he breaks it he looks me in the eye.

"You are so beautiful. You are my goddess and I have no idea where you were my whole life."

Without saying a word I flip us over and kiss him hard and start grinding against him and I could feel him through the light material of his boxers and my lace panties.

His hands dig in my sides increasing my pace. I intertwine his hands with mine and start kissing his jaw neck and going down and down.

His chest and going down to lick his abs making him groan and moan at the same time.

"Mia Dea... Mhmm"

I lift up my eyes to look at him innocently while taking my face further down. I pull the tiny hair present under his navel with my teeth making him moan, in anticipation.

I hold his hands even tighter not letting him touch me. I take in the waistband of his boxers between my teeth making Christian released a shaky breath.

"Fuck, Victoria."

I release one of his hands and rub him over his boxers. He gets harder with each stroke. His groans go straight to my groin. I stop.

I place a soft kiss just above it for a few seconds and climb on top of him again meeting his lips for a soft kiss and going towards his ear.

I whisper huskily. "Sweet dreams baby."

I slip next to him ready to sleep.

"Mia dea, you are killing me." He groans. "You can't just leave me like this."

He points to the rather... huge bulge in his boxers.

"Oops." I pout.

"Don't start what you can't finish, baby." He climbs on top of me. "You are going to be punished, mia dea."

Without waiting any further he kisses me trailing his hand down, rubbing me from above the material of my underwear.

"Christian..." I moan into his mouth making him smile.

He puts his hand under my already soaking panties. He rubs it painfully slow and slides a finger into me making me scream out his name because it feels so good.

The movement of his finger is too slow. Painfully slow, making me protest.

"Fuck Christian. Faster.." I beg. "Più veloce, per favore."

"Patience mia dea." He replies. And slips yet another finger.

I hold onto his hair pulling it. "Più veloce, Christian."

"So wet. così bagnato per me." He whispers in my ear.

I feel the pressure building inside me. I move my lower body to speed him up but fail as he stops moving making groan in protest.

"Fammi venire. Sto per arrivare." I arch my back.

"Shh! Baby." He whispers. He speeds up and I start building up and seconds after I explode on his hands screaming his name.

He retreats his fingers and makes no other move, "Why are you stopping?"

He has left me a panting sweaty mess, "All in good time baby, sweet dreams."

Fuck.

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I used, google translate. Sorry if I got some things wrong.

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