~Viviana~
Xavier couldn’t contain his excitement and adoration for his wife. He kept stealing kisses on Zia throughout the rest of our evening, paying no mind if everyone could see this soft side of him. He doesn’t mind that he’s the most powerful man in the world of crime, leading both the American and Italian mafia, and shamelessly shows how much he loves Zia.
I had my expectations when Lu told me he wanted me to meet the man he was working for. The one my dad worked for before he died. The man who kept his promise of keeping me safe, abiding by my father’s request. I expected him to be brutal, cruel, and, well, arrogant. The last part might be fifty-fifty. He’s self-assured, but just like Roman, Xavier also wears his heart on his sleeves. He isn’t afraid to show that he cares for the people important to him, especially wit
~Roman~Before I summoned the courage to knock on her door, a war occurred inside my head. Zia returned twice to her room, handing her a bottle of aspirin first, and then they talked inside for the second time. That was how long I’d been hiding in this dark corner. Eyeing her door—a target I’ve been surveying, like a hawk in pursuit of its prey.All I could see from my hiding spot was the hallway, and I had to see her face to make sure she was alright. She used to get headaches because of the weather change in Spain, and I suppose some things never change.The moment she opened the door, I instantly regretted coming to check up on her. Now I’m the one with a huge problem. Seeing her in nothing but a skimpy white towel is a sight I never expected to see. Her auburn hair was a disarrayed crown;
~Roman~Saturday morning, seated inside the pickup truck Lu loaned me, I waited for the clock to hit six am.Viviana sent me her address and told me to be there by six or even a little later if I had other things to do. It’s more like she’s simply telling me not to bother to help her out, but I did want to help her and spend the day with her, as friends, of course.It felt like a lifetime had gone by since yesterday’s breakfast, and I crave her presence like a druggie needing a fix.The house I’m looking at was her home for the last three years. It doesn’t have the white picket fence, but it’s definitely a place where you’d want your children to live. Xavier owned this parcel of land, a gift he gave her in memory of her father. S
~Viviana~For a moment, I saw the vision of our past, only it was him who was leaving me. I felt it on Thursday night, the pain of being left behind. I’m not sure if he wanted me to feel what he felt that night, but knowing Roman, he probably didn’t know how this affected me. He would never hurt me, at least not deliberately, and from the way his shoulder fell as he pivoted to leave, my heart took control of my mind.I reached for his hand before he could descend the stairs.We were frozen at the moment. His broad shoulder stiffened, holding his breath while I forced my brain for the right words to say.I’m not sure what I would get out of this gesture. Our future is still bleak, but my hold on his hand was enough to let him know what I wanted. And that
~Viviana~ In sheer darkness, the sliver of moonlight that passed through the balcony’s glass door was our only light. Dressed in our birthday suit, Roman still had me on his lap as he kissed me like it’d be the last kiss he’ll ever have. Eventually, we had to come up for air, soaking in ecstasy. He cupped my face tenderly, thumbs drawing circles on my cheeks, our foreheads pressed together. “Are you sure about this?” Questioned Roman. Between the two of us, it was he who always did the right thing. I tried my best to do the same, but will it kill us if we let go for one night? “Very.” I cling onto him, gripping his shoulder, grounding my hips back and forth on his ramrod erection.
~Viviana~A silence so thick poised between Roman and me weighed down on our heaving chest.Like I remember it, sex with him was still out of this world; ‘amazing’ doesn’t even cover it. It was the most wonderful orgasm I have ever had in years. None of my boyfriends ever made me come thrice in a row. Only Roman had the power to command my body that way.Laying side by side, hidden in the dark, the after-effect of what we just did terrified the shit out of me.It’s like I’m about to tread in murky water. I had no way of knowing what he was thinking, and I didn’t know where we were going from here. If he’d ask me what I want, I have no answer for him because this is not something I ever thought possible.
~Roman~Deep in her slumber, Viviana snuggled in my arms. Being this close to her felt right to the bones. I felt recharged, contended. Tomorrow, there will be another bloody battle because I must leave her, but I’m a tad stronger; at least, I’d like to believe I have the strength to do what I must.I told her everything she wanted to know. Will it change what we have? I’m one hundred percent sure it won’t. Will it give her the closure she needs? I hope it does. She has to move on. Find a man who would give her the life she deserves. Someone that could live with her here in her dream home. A family, children that would take their mother’s beauty, wits, and kindness. I’ll make sure he treats her well. I’ll make sure she finds her happy ending.A moan of protest sounded from V
~Roman~ Like breadcrumbs of evidence, there was a trail of clothes towards the living room from the kitchen. Viviana’s legs fenced my hips on the couch, my hands redrew the map of her body I had imprinted in my head, creating a new memento that I will carry with me once I step out through that door again. I took my time kissing her, teasing her. Our lips were in no hurry, unlike last night. It’s like we both wanted to savor this moment. By the way she gripped my hair, grind her bare wet pussy back and forth over my ramrod cock, I can tell she liked my long hair. It reached past my shoulder, and she kept tugging it backward, running her lips down my throat. I enjoy it, love it even. She had always been enthusiastic in bed. It’s undoubtedly one of the things that never changed.
~Roman~We finally ate a proper breakfast after taking a shower together. We spent the entire morning treading over safe topics. Made out, cooked lunch together, and made out some more.“I like your hair,” said Viviana. We were on the patio on the back lawn of her home. The summer heat was nothing new to me, but the warmth inside my chest gave me chills that this was too good to be true.“Figured,” I chuckled, circling my thumb on the sole of her foot. She had her back against the other end of the outdoor rattan chair while I was on the other end. We were both indecently dressed. Me, with nothing apart from my boxer shorts, while Viviana had nothing on apart from a fitted white tank top - which was utterly distracting since her nipples were straining through the cotton material - and boy shor