Belle has lost everything to the Mafia. The culprits are lurking to pick her off as well. While life is losing its luster for Belle, Marcello is thriving.
Marcello runs several legitimate companies, earning him millions. On top of that, he is consi...
"I have to find a bathing suit," I told Mel as she showed me the two piece she bought to go with her belly.
I hopped up to our room and searched our suitcases. Marcello packed everything so both of our clothes mixed together.
I rummaged around the half unpacked things and grabbed a plain black bikini. It was a little strapped for my taste.
Something caught my eye in his suit case. I narrowed my eyes as I grabbed the baby pink, lace singlet. It was a halter and severely see through. Goosebumps spread across my body as my thoughts wandered.
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I clenched my thighs together as my thoughts ran rampant. I really wanted Marcello to fuck me.
I debated what to do before groaning and putting the lingerie in our closet. I changed into the bathing suit.
I grabbed a t-shirt I had and slipped it on. While opening the door I yelped as Corrine barged in.
"The boys can't swim because there was a stupid last minute meeting!"
I raised a brow at her anger before placing my hands on her shoulders, "it's fine Cori. We'll just hang out in the hot tub. We've got a couple weeks to get them all in there anyway."
Corrine pouted and nodded, before leading me to where Mel was relaxing in the hot tub.
"So," I started as I sank into the bubbling water.
"I have a plan to get Marcello to fuck me."
"Honey you don't need a plan. All you have to do is ask nicely babe. He does it in his mind every damn day."
I flushed red and huffed, "well I still kinda have a plan." ~ I was wrapped in a towel as I peaked around for Marcello. I saw him in a makeshift office with a large file in his hand as he and Leo spoke fast.
I nodded and knew I had some time. I raced upstairs to wash off chlorine. I had shaved yesterday coincidently and mentally high-fived myself. I scrubbed myself clean and washed my hair.
When I stepped out and tightened the towel around myself. I grabbed lotion while I toweled at my hair.
I attempted to keep the curls intact as they hung in my face. I puffed them out of the way and my heart jumped out of my chest as the door opened.
I stepped out of the bathroom and immediately his eyes went to my less than decent attire. Which would've been sexier if he gave me more time.
I pouted and crossed my arms, "you ruined the surprise."
Marcello furrowed his brows in confusion as he grew closer, "what surprise?"
He grasped my hips as I played with his shirt and avoided eye contact.
