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I quietly watch as she washes the dishes, humming a melody stuck in her head as her hips sway.

My eyes drop to her pyjamas shorts, my mind running wild in an instant.

I need more self control.

No one can compare to her beauty and no one will have my attention the way she has it.

She places the plate on the dish rack and slowly turns around. I quickly lift my eyes from her perfect ass and try to act like I wasn't just staring at it like some creep.

"Are you ok?" She asks as she steps closer to me. I swallow and slowly nod. "Your face is a bit red," she states as she cups my cheeks between her small hands.

"It's cute that you worry," I murmur while tilting my head in her soft hands. "I'm fine," I add and she squints a bit.

"Are you sure you aren't getting sick or something?" She worries, her beautiful eyes dimming with worry and concern.

"I'm ok amore," I assure her while wrapping my hands around her wrists. I slowly pull her hands away from my face and close the space between our bodies.

She takes in a deep breath and I smile down at her. "I want to ask you something important," I nervously chuckle and she only stares up at me with those enchanting eyes of hers.

They are unique and alluring. I've never met anyone with an eye colour like this. They are amazing and I'm glad I'm the man who gets to stare into them in this moment.

"Be my woman," I say instead of asking and her left eyebrow quirks up. I clear my throat and lower our hands between our bodies. "Can you be my woman?" I ask this time and her eyebrow lowers.

"You just m-"

"I know, but just be my woman. I promise to make you happy amore," I say, hoping that I can actually keep this promise.

The last thing I'd ever want to do is make an empty promise and break her heart.

She tilts her head to the side, her brows furrowing in confusion. Her expressions switch from one to the other, making it hard to tell how she's feeling.

She wiggles her hands out my hold and places her hands in my palms. I close my hands around her smaller hands and she looks up at me with a shy smile.

"Fine," she answers. I let out a breath of relief and smile down at her. "But, there are rules," she adds in a stern tone.

"Whatever you want amore." If she wants me to tear down this entire city then I will do it for her in a heart beat. "Whatever rules you have, I'll follow," I say, also worried that she might tell me not touch her, intimately.

"No sex."

Fuck me.

"I wasn't planning to until you were ready amore," I say half truthfully.

I'd be lying if I said that I don't want bend her over right now and hear my name coming out of her mouth as I pound into her from behind.

"No guns and fighting around me."

"Speak English around me."

"Ease me into the whole touchy stuff, please," she says a bit more shyly and I smirk.

I bring my hand down to her thigh, squeezing a bit, and her eyes widen. "I love that look," I whisper as I continue to squeeze and rub her thigh.

Her breathing becomes heavy and it's obvious she's having a hard time focusin. "I... Vincenzo..." She drags out and I smile before pulling away.

"You will treat Angelo and Nicola with respect, I like them."

"Done," I mutter, trying to rush to something I've been wanting to do for a while now. "Anything else?" I ask in a low tone.

"And no other... women," she whispers while looking away from me.

I may be a killer, but I'm definitely not a cheater.

"Amore, I'll never do something like that to you. You are my woman now, and I belong to you only," I state as I wrap my arm around her waist.

I tilt her head up with my other hand and smile down at her, my eyes darting down to her full lips.

Without further hesitation, I capture her sweet lips between mine, gently kissing her. She slowly kisses me back, her lips following my movements perfectly.

I pull her closer to my body, trying as hard as I can to get her closer to me. I want to feel every inch of her body against me without crossing her boundaries.

My hand around her waist moves lower and she doesn't stop kissing me so I keep moving it further down her back.

My thumb dips into the back of her pyjama bottoms. I run my thumb along the material of her underwear before pulling it out from her shorts.

I bring my hand back up to the small of her back and push her against my body.

The kiss grows sloppy and rushed as we get hungrier for each other's lips. Our lips part every second with a slight smack sound as we keep at the sloppy kissing.

My hand moves to her ass, squeezing it just hard enough to make her moan into my mouth. Her body leans forward into mine as she also attempts to get as close as possible to me.

She moans into the kiss again as she tries to keep up with my aggressive kissing, but falls behind.

I dominate her lips and she just follows my movements like a good submissive.

Her breathing becomes heavy and I feel her chest press against mine each time she exhales.

Her hands slowly come up to my hair and I lick her bottom lip. She tugs at my hair and I groan, a long forgotten feeling of pleasure washing over me.

I move both my hands to her waist and lift her off the floor. I place her light body on the kitchen counter all while still kissing her.

She tugs at my hair again, a groan rumbling from the back of my throat. Her cold hands move to me cheeks as she cups them.

She slightly tilts my face up, getting a whole different angle, a deeper angle, from this kiss, which causes her to lightly moan against my lips.

I pull her hands away from my face before I move one of my hands up to her neck. I press down on her with my thumb neck, getting a low moan from her.

My other hand sits between her inner thighs, not daring to move any further up. I rub my fingers over her inner thighs and her body immediately relaxes.

She leans closer to my face, wanting nothing but more from this kiss.

I gently take her bottom lip between my teeth and she softly moans as she arches into me.

Breathing becomes hard for the both of us, but we both keep at it.

I release her bottom lip and she leans even closer. I groan as I feel my pants grow tighter and my mind fills with ideas of what to do about my aching hard on.

She wraps her legs around my hips and drags me closer to her body, her lips parting against mine for a quick second before kissing me fully again.

My tongue slips past her lips and explores her mouth, soft moans vibrating from the back of her throat.

Her small fingers tangle into my hair, pulling at the roots as hard as she can.I grumble, that forgotten feeling of pleasure returning once more.

My hand shifts up from her thighs to her waist, trying my luck as I push her shirt up. I rest my hand on her ribcage, not wanting to cross her boundaries, but still wanting to hold her breasts in my hands.

We both begin to breathe through our noses as we force to prolong this kiss.

Her left hand slips away from my hair and finds its way down to my pants. My senses heighten at her sudden move and I wait to feel what she's going to do next.

Her fingers wrap around the buckle of my belt and she tugs on it hard which causes me to stop kissing her.

She immediately let's go of my belt buckle once my lips stop moving against hers as she pulls away from the kiss.

"That..." she struggles to breathe. "That was fucking amazing," she breathes out with a small smile. "You just took my first kiss," she admits shyly.

"I can't wait to take your first in other areas," I say while pecking her lips.

She smiles against my lips and I do the same. I lean back to get a good look at my amore.

Her breathing is heavy causing her chest to rise and fall drastically. Her nipples are erect and hard as they poke through the thin material of her tiny pyjama top.

I run my thumb over her swollen lip before looking up into her bright eyes. "You are my woman, ok?" She slowly nods with a smile. "And we'll always be together no matter what amore," I state, the look on her face unsure of my words.

However long it takes for her to believe that I'm here to stay, I'll wait. I want her to know that I'm not leaving her for anything or anyone else.

She's my woman and she's going to be my woman till the end of time.

She kisses my cheek before pulling away and smiling. She says nothing else and we stay in this position for a few minutes.

My hands move to her small waist as her long legs stay wrapped around my hips.

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Her first kiss stolen by the King of the Underworld.

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