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"𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧"

"That's the last of it!" Nicolo yelled, rubbing his hands down the sides of his jeans.

"Thanks for helping me guys," I smiled, looking between my four friends.

Blondie ruffled my hair and loosely hung his arm around my shoulder. "No problem,"

"Yeah, you owe me, Bells," Nico pointed a lazy finger at me, giving me a sarcastic stern look. "Nicolo you owe me many things, this was only the first of the few," I rolled my eyes.

He ignored me and walked back inside the home. "When's Roey boy coming?"

"Roey what?" I exclaimed, looking at Kara strangely. She shrugged and ran her acrylic nails through her endless, curly hair.

"It was the first nickname that came to my head..."

I scoffed and turned to look at the two vans stacked with all my belongings in them. "You guys can head off now, thank you!" I said to the drivers Roman had sent.

They both nodded and proceeded to their cars. "He should be coming in thirty, he had a meeting to go to," I replied to Kara's previous question, shifting my head around to face her.

She nodded and sat down on the stairs, and I came beside her.

"Are you excited?" She ran her long nails down my back and I sighed, dramatically tilting my head back at the feeling. "Mhm," I replied, oblivious in my state.

She laughed and continued to relax me. "This is a big step for you Bella,"

I opened my eyes and looked at her from the corner. "I know."

"And you're sure you are ready?"

Without even thinking about it, I nodded.

When Roman asked me to move in with him only a few weeks ago, I was shocked. Thankful that it wasn't a breakup but rather the opposite—I was still completely surprised.

Yet, I didn't hesitate to answer with a yes.

We practically lived together anyways, I'd sleepover at his house or he'd stay with me—either way, we were always together, simply never getting enough.

He seemed a little surprised by my quick answer, he looked at me in a daze—which I found adorable—and then he simply got up and kissed me, quite passionately.

My love for him will never end, neither will my love for his cosy hugs and ruthless fuc—

Enough.

Anyways, today was the day I would be officially moving in with him. Mum and dad were away for the next few weeks, so I had to break it to them over the phone. Which took some time.

Eventually, they got around to it and shrugged it off.

"I'm happy for you," Kara hugged me, I smiled under her touch and hugged her back.

"You both are perfect for each other. Just the right amount of fire and fire,"

I laughed at her words. "Since when are you inspirational," She shrugged and smiled at me.

"I've been reading a lot lately," We pulled away and I brushed off some of my lipgloss that had rubbed on her shoulder.

Before anything else was said, the roaring sound of a car entered my estate—causing both eyes to transition to the rounded driveway.

Roman's sleek black sports car pulled up, stopping out the front of the mansion. I quickly got up, scattering myself down the stairs—nearly tripping over myself in the process, racing my way to Roman who just then stood out of the car.

I jumped onto him, flinging my arms around his neck and he caught my body—wrapping his big arms around me.

"Hi!" I shrieked happily, gripping his neck tightly as I buried my face in his neck. "Hi baby," He murmured, taking his hand to the back of my neck to pull my face away from him.

His eyes were down at my lips as he leaned forward and pecked them. I smiled and pecked his cheek before scooting back down to the floor.

"I'm excited if you couldn't tell," I grinned, placing both my hands on my hips as I looked up at him. He chuckled, leaning against the side of his car.

"Packed?" He asked, nodding his head to the two vans full of my endless shit. I nodded and held both my thumbs up. "All done,"

Nodding once, he leant off the car and came in front of me. "Ready?"

"Soon, let me say goodbye," I said, looking towards the others. He nodded again, kissing my forehead before making his way over to Blondie.

Just on time, Nicolo reappeared at the threshold, along with Aydan and Kara who was still outside—watching our whole exchange with a grin.

Walking over to them, Nicolo turned to me and smiled sadly while he glanced over at Roman behind me.

"Come here little brother," I motioned my arms out for a hug and he shook his head, walking over without a complaint about the words I used.

"I'm going to miss having you around the house," He mumbled in my neck, hugging me tightly to him. I patted his back lightly and rubbed it. "It's okay Nico, I'll be here every other day."

"It won't be the same," He mumbled again, though pulled back and placed a hand on the top of my head. "Though I'm happy for you," I grinned and kissed his cheek.

"Love you," I flicked his bicep with my finger and he patted my hair—surely to have ruined it. "Love you more,"

After saying my last goodbyes to the others, I refrained from saying that I would simply just see them later—literally.

Roman opened the car door for me as usual—I slid in. Once he was in the car too, he started it up and I waved one last time to my brother and the others, then he sped off.

Leaning back in my seat, I watched as we flew right through the black gates and landed on the streets. "Ready Roman," I sang, grinning and holding my fist up in the middle.

Glancing at me, he smirked and bumped my fist with his.

"Ready, Ella."

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My mouth gaped open at the room before me.

The white interior room held glass windows that shone all around, allowing the sun rays to blind through.

Wooden easel's and lined, blank canvases were placed in one part of the area, while another part held a small lounge area and a television mounted to the wall.

Along one part of the wall held a lined sink that was wide and had at least four faucets along with it. The other area's in the room was stationary and storage consisted of paints, brushes, and all the rest of it.

Finally breaching my eyes away from the room, they fall onto Roman who was casually staring at me with his frame against the threshold.

"For me?" I murmured, stunned—placing my hand to my chest. He glanced behind me with an emotionless look and nodded once.

Quickly, my pulse sped up at the specific room he had built for me in particular. I was more than stunned, I was taken aback but so utterly had fallen impossibly more in love with him.

My arms flung from my sides, landing above his torso as I hugged myself to his chest. "Thank you," I mumbled amid his abs, making him chuckle lightly.

"Granito." He husked out.

Translation: "Welcome."

He rubbed his hand up and down the back of my ass, sending immediate butterflies into my stomach. I lifted my chin, now looking up at him directly.

His cold amber eyes stared down at me with light, having me wonder what was going through his mind at this moment.

Just as I was going to ask what was wondering through his head, he slowly began to lean down—cutting off any sort of word that was to spew from my mouth.

Our lips met by a touch, his curving and mine doing the same back. We kissed lightly, his hands feeling me up and mine feeling his chest.

But then that gentle kiss soon turned to be persistent and strong. My hands now tangled in his hair, his hands gripping my ass tightly—yet rousingly.

He pinned me against the wall, our lips mingling apart as his connected to my jaw—moving down my neck at a sweet speed.

I moaned lightly as he hit a specific spot, then he continued to suck there. My hands messed up his hair, reflectively the black mess turned messier.

"Fuck Ella," He growled, coldly hovering his lips over mine and smashing them together.

Soon enough, our bodies had ended up in our bedroom. He threw me to the mattress, I smiled and bit my bottom lip as I watched him come down on me.

Pulling his hands under my shirt, he tugged it off—revealing my bouncing breasts and nipples that hardened from his body yet the cold atmosphere.

I watched him attractively take off his own shirt, revealing the bulging muscles and tattoos that scattered across his flesh.

His lips connected with my neck again, slowly trailing down my chest and down to the pit of my breasts.

Leaving an opened-mouth kiss on my nipple, I shuddered under him and squirmed as I felt my core leak incredibly more.

One hand reached from my breast, claiming it as his own while squeezing it to a pleasurably amount of hold.

While his lips moved down, he continued to kiss my body with such delicacy. He stopped for a moment, lifting himself and hovering over me.

"Close your eyes, Ella."

His words struck me hard. I obeyed his command, closing them breathing in a breath of air. Suddenly a cool, silk fabric was placed over my eyes—now leaving them to utter darkness.

But then when my hands were bound behind my head and to the headboard, I fucking lost it.

The teasing then started.

My thighs clenched as he moved his plump lips towards the curve of my breast, slowly flicking his tongue as he moved it right onto my erect nipple.

Placing the bud into his mouth, my lips released a throaty moan. His warm tongue moved around the bud, sucking and tugging at it.

While he did that, one of his hands had reached behind the fabric of my panties, his fingers lightly grazing my soaking core and then roughly tugging it up—now wedged between my walls and hitting my throbbing clit.

I moaned again, my chest heaving up as my thighs rubbed together for more. His hand tugged at the fabric as he moved his lips away from my nipple, the cool air brushing it and making me moan again.

My lip came between my teeth, holding in my moans. Suddenly his cool lips fell onto my own, tugging out my bottom lip.

"What have I said about that," He scolded huskily and quietly.

He slammed his lips to my own, demanding his tongue down my throat and kissing me with fire.

As the kiss went deeper, his hand tugged the fabric out of my entrance, moving it aside. His lips moved away from my own, contemplating my anxiousness to grow.

Both of his hands then spread both of my legs apart, my soaking heat was now colliding with the cool air. One long finger slid between my walls, making me moan again, loudly.

His hand massaged one of my breasts, his lips hovered over my own. I was desperate to see the lustful gaze in his eyes, though my eyes were restricted from doing so.

I gasped loudly as his thumb went over clit. Rubbing his thumb in slow circles, sliding over the hood and then brushing over the nub. My thighs trembled as my tied hands plunged to be let go.

The excruciating pleasure I was receiving had my mind in the most muddled of dazes. His thumb continued brushing and my thighs clenched shut, but then both of his hands removed from their pleasure spots and then forcefully opened them again.

Without warning, two long fingers slid inside of me and I moaned breathlessly into his mouth. While his fingers pumped me at an enormously fast pace, his thumb on my clit moved along with his movements.

My thighs shook with pleasure, my back arching with each strike to my core, and the kisses being placed on my neck had me utterly bruised with pleasure.

"God, Roman, I'm—

My breathless words were cut off when I felt his fingers be removed, but then instantly it was replaced with the tip of his cock.

I gulped as I felt himself brush against my throbbing core, the wet entrance now lubricating the tip of his cock and I felt nearly faint from the pleasure.

The fabric of my panties was pushed further aside, enough for him to have his cock enter inside me. And that was what he did.

Slowly, he pushed into me and I took a sharp breath. His hands were placed on my hips, digging into my skin as he pushed into me and moved my body with his movements.

Moaning, I throw my head back against the soft pillow and wrap my legs around his torso. He removed them, holding them down as he then viciously began to slam into me.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head, my bound hands tugging to break free. My moans only got louder and needier, every thrust and pulse of his thick cock was like a never-ending bliss of pleasure.

As the knot in my stomach was building, Roman brought a hand to the fabric that covered my eyes, releasing it and my vision was now obscured by him.

Continuing to pulsate into me, he stared deeply into my eyes—the look of lust and love swirled in the green and caramel pools.

"Watch," He demanded, lifting himself again and slamming into me. My eyes went towards my bottom half, my legs throbbing and my pleasure rising to its peak as I viewed his cock slipping in and out of me.

Every movement of our flesh colliding was another wave of bliss, something along with ecstasy filling my veins until that reached its point.

"Roman," I whispered, my thighs shaking uncontrollably and he slammed into me again—utterly breaking my undoing.

I came, releasing all of my build onto him. He groaned himself, the sound so deep and attractive I wouldn't have been surprised if I came a second time.

"I love you, Ella," He smashed his lips to mine, circling his hand to my breast as he released himself inside me. He untied my hands, and they instantly flew to his neck—circling him with them.

Pulling away, I had my eyes closed—still trying to process my high and my unmoving body.

"I love you, Roman," I smiled lightly, feeling his lips press against my jaw before he moved off the bed—going to the bathroom and turning the shower on, like always.