Chapter 3

POV - GABRIELLA SANGRIENTO 

"Gabriella." I declare as I draw a hand for Giovanni to shake. He gives me an unusual look then gently clasps on my hand and heaves it closer to his lips. He places a soft kiss on my right hand then lets go.

Gentleman. I thought to myself.

"Alessandro." He utters while gazing into my eyes.

I fought back a smile.

He doesn't realize that I know who he truly is but he knows who I am.

Interesting.

"So, what are you doing here at this massive club, all alone?" I question him as I take a sip of my cocktail.

He slightly chuckles, then nibbles his bottom lip and thus responds. "I'm not alone, Bellissima."

I raised a brow. "Friends, girlfriend-"

"Boyfriend...?" I added. He chuckled. "Friends." 

I nodded my head and watched him as he gulped a mouthful of his drink.

"What are you doing here alone, Gabriella?"

My pulse leapt into my throat the way my name slipped out of his tongue sounded inappropriate yet so right.

I noticed tattoos climbing all the way up to his chest I assume.

A skin tight shirt warped around his torso, revealing the toned body beneath.

I was itching to rip his shirt open and kiss him like there's no tomorrow.

His golden brown eyes weren't full of life and they didn't seem dead either, instead they told so many stories at once and hid so many secrets.

There was something about him that made me curious.

I wanted to know more about this man yet put a bullet through his head.

Two days ago I came up with a plan that was reasonable but complicated. Step one, I effortlessly give up our access for him to recognize that we hacked his system. So he'll plan an event in one of his clubs to invite all his interveners, business partners, and most interested buyers. And most distinguished entrepreneurs in the business world including me. So This means that he will be expecting me to show up since everyone will be here.

Step two, I've done my research on Giovanni Carson and it turns out he has two siblings. Giovanni is the oldest then next in line is his brother Antonio then his half-sister Annah. 

Antonio runs his own gang and Annah is an arms dealer.

Giovanni and Antonio aren't so friendly towards each other so it will be easy to manipulate Antonio into betraying his brother.

Step three, I have to seduce him but not only that I have to play his game, while he thinks he's winning, I'm slowly gaining information on him. His weakness, his strength and information about his family.

When he finally lets his guard down that's when I strike.

Always be one step ahead with your enemies.

"I'm here just like everybody else is. Business." I imply biting my bottom lip.

"I see."  He grinned.

I was fighting the urge to not kill him. I can't do it yet, it's a careless move.

He took a sip of his drink and I noticed he has a rose tattoo on his left hand, his black jet hair is slicked back with jell, and small strands of hair rested on his forehead.

Light scruff covered his jaw, he had beautiful honey tint eyes but they didn't have life nor did they look dead. It showed that he had a lot of secrets and was heartbroken. He's scared to open up again, scared to trust someone with his fragile heart.

I was curious about him.

We both silently gaze at each other like we're hungry lions revolting for the last meal. You could sense the tension that's slowly building up between us. Lust and rage.

I lick my lips and slowly brush my hair off my shoulder. Giovanni clenches his jaw as he mumbles something under his breath. I try to fight a smirk. knowing that he wants me.

I pull myself off the barstool making my way to Giovanni. I place my small right hand on his thigh as I don't break eye contact.

"Balla con me" I whisper in his ear, clasping his arm and dragging him to the dance floor. [ translation: Dance with me. ]

I start swaying my hips along with the beat. Giovanni watches me while I freely dance and an idea pops up in my head as the next song starts to play.

I slowly move towards Giovanni then press our bodies together, I face my back against him then wrap my hand around his neck. I start to move against his body slowly but seductively, teasing him as I go down and up. feeling his erection harden against my ass I smirk when I hear a slight yet husky groan escaping his mouth.

"Sarebbe meglio se fossimo nudi" I whisper as I lean into his ear and gently bite his earlobe. [ translation: It would be better if we were naked. ]

Before I know it I'm dragged out of the dance floor passing through sweaty crowds of people.

That was so easy. Thought it would be a challenge to seduce Giovanni.

Giovanni brings us to an empty hallway. Without warning he crashes his lips onto mine.

Since he's tall I sediment myself by wrapping my arms around his neck and standing on my tiptoes. He deepened the kiss by slipping his tongue in my mouth turning the kiss into a sloppy hot one.

He then lowers his hands and halts under my red dress. Lucky for him I'm wearing a short one.

"My place." I moan between the kiss

He doesn't reply but picks me up without warning and continues to walk down the hall. He stops in front of an elevator and presses the button. While we wait. I break the kiss and question him. "Where are we going?"

"Your place." He simply replies.

"Margana Tower. Pantheon." I exclaim giving him the address.

He nods. Then just continued to kiss me as we entered the elevator.

"I hope you're ready, Fiore."

You have no idea.

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The apartment I temporarily rented was ten minutes away but since Giovanni was 'a bit excited' we reached there in five minutes.

Giovanni roughly kicks the apartment door open as he trails hot kisses on my neck. He closes the door with his foot and leads us to the bedroom.

When we entered the bedroom, he threw me onto the soft bed, my body lightly bounced back up then down. He quickly removes his shirt and tosses it aside. He's now in his pants that's unbuttoned and reveals half of his white Calvin Klein underwear strap.

I bite my lip as I notice his muscular upper body. I was right before about his tattoo begins from his wrist and ends at his right chest. "Spogliarsi." Giovanni strictly demands. [ translation: Undress ]

I don't take orders from people. I give orders.

"Undress me." I babble back.

Just by saying that. I could tell I triggered something. He hovers over me. Then a devilish smirk is plastered across his handsome face. "Testarda?" [ translation: Stubborn ]

I lightly chuckle then smash my lips onto him without wasting any time.

I grab a first full of his hair then wrap my legs around Giovanni's abdomen, without me realizing Giovanni lifts me up a bit, then unzips my red silky dress and yanks it off me. Tossing it across the room.

I'm now left in my white lacy thong. I didn't wear a bra, the dress I was wearing didn't need one.

"Fucking flawless." Giovanni groans, glancing at my half-naked body.

He grips onto my lace thong and rips it in half.

Materiale di Papi.

While he's kissing me, I feel his fingers on my clit and he starts rubbing it in a circular "Ah, fuc-." I gasp. He breaks our kiss and sets both his hands onto my thigh parting them. He kisses my flat stomach and makes his way down.

He kisses the tip of my sex and starts sucking it, his tongue flicking up and down. "Alessandro I-." I try my best to moan out his fake name.

I'm cut off by him dipping two fingers inside of me. I grip the sheets arching my back a bit higher, curling up my toes from the glorious sensation. He places his hand on my stomach making sure I'm in place.

He slides his fingers all the way in and back out a few times in long, full strokes before bringing them up and rubbing my clit.

I bite my bottom lip, stopping myself from moaning his actual name. Before I could cum. He moves away from me then blows onto my wet vulva. I whimper from annoyance and place my finger onto my throbbing clit  then I start rubbing. A moment later I released.

"Oh my." I moan from pleasure. Giovanni presses his swollen soft lips onto my neck then shifts to my earlobe gently nibbling it "You know I didn't want you to touch yourself yet. Gabriella." He says in a husky voice.

"But, you looked so fucking hot pleasuring yourself." He asserts. I sigh then close my eyes.

I bite my bottom lip and gaze into his eyes with lust and desire. "Fuck me." I blurt out.

He kisses me again then questions me. "Are you on birth control?"

"Yes."

He accordingly lifts me up from the bed and turns me over. Shortly I feel him enter me. "Hmm." I moan positioning my lower body on the bed

"Ah, fuck you feel so good." Giovanni grunts.

He stays inside of me for a while then starts thrusting in and out. I dig my nails into the sheets. "Oh, fuck." I moan, he grabs a fist full of my hair and the other hand is placed on my lower back. I tilt my head up and gasp from the pain and satisfaction. I tug the sheets as he pumps in and out continuously. He groans "Ti senti fottutamente bene. Fiore." [ translation: You feel fucking good. Flower. ]

"Faster." I wail. He obeys then starts to thrust in and out but with more speed.

We bite, groan, moan, kiss, garb and within seconds we both reach our highs.

"Oh, fuck Gabriella." Giovanni grunts rolling his eyes at the back of his head. biting his lip. Oh fuck me, he looks so hot.

"Sei bravo." I moan as my mouth is perfectly shaped like an 'O'. [ translation: You're good ]

"Just good?" Giovanni breathes, collapsing beside me. "Yeah." I say staring straight up at the ceiling.

Giovanni places himself next to me as he gently strokes my cheek with his thumb. "Bellissima." He whispers

I was lying, he wasn't good, he was remarkable. I don't want to stop. I don't want it to end here and now.

I just need him. The pleasurable desire. What I felt as he was fucking me was just-

Not even words can describe it.

Maybe, toying with him for a while wouldn't be so bad.

Right?