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A V E L I N A Lorenzo didn't even give me the chance to properly admire the high class restaurant as he dragged me with him, towards the receptionist section. The poor receptionist's eyes was wide with fear and her body shook as Lorenzo growled, "Go get me your manager." He said in an authoritative tone. The people in the restaurant looked at us and whispered to each other, some even discreetly taking a picture of us with their phones. The receptionist stood to her feet and said, "Y-yes, sir." And immediately scurried off to get the manager. I felt bad for her. "You could have been a little nicer." I scolded him, and his brows furrowed. "I'm always nice. To the people who deserve it. She didn't deserve my kindness. If she had done her job properly, then the paparazzi wouldn't have gotten inside the gates." "She didn't do anything wrong, Lorenzo. How would she have known?" "Exactly. She didn't know, and because of her, the press are out there. We were lucky to get inside safel
A V E L I N A As soon as we finished, Lorenzo ordered us dessert. "What's the dessert?" I asked curiously. "Tiramisu. The best in the country. One of the best, if not the best, I have ever had." "Oh. It looks good. Let's try it." I said. "I'm glad you like it. I wanted us to have dinner here, because this is my favorite place. And it's one of the rare few places that aren't too crowded. It's private. And quiet. No one's going to bother us." "It is lovely. Very private." "I'm glad. We'd have more privacy inside, but we can enjoy the view from here. But, I can see how much you're enjoying the view." He teased, and I rolled my eyes. "Oh, shut up. You know how hot you are. Don't pretend that you don't." "You think I'm hot, huh?" "Oh, stop. I'm sure you're used to girls calling you hot and all that. Don't be cocky." "But, it's a good kind of cocky. Especially when you're the one calling me hot." "Ugh. You're so arrogant. Stop flirting. We both know you're just doing this to ann
A V E L I N AIt had been four days since Lorenzo had gone on his business trip.I had spent the entire time thinking of him and counting down the minutes until he'd come back. I felt like a teenager who was desperately waiting for her crush to notice herExcept, I wasn't a teenager.And I was definitely not waiting for my crush to notice me.I was married to Lorenzo.But, it still felt strange, being away from him, especially since the time we had spent together had been so intense.He had told me before leaving, that he'd be gone for three days, and he'd call me when he could.But, he had not contacted me. Not even once.I didn't want to seem like a clingy wife, so I had not called him either.The day he was supposed to come back, I woke up early and made him his favorite breakfast.When the food was almost ready, I quickly put on a sexy, revealing, short black nightgown, and left my hair down, in the way he liked it.As I was setting the plates on the table, I heard the front door
A V E L I N A"Lorenzo, I'm sorry. I thought he was telling the truth–""Are you really that naive or are you pretending to be? How many times have I told you to never trust him? How many times have I warned you that he would turn on you the moment he'd get the chance?""But-""Shut up." He said, and left the dining room."Lorenzo, please, where are you going?" I shouted."Leave me the fuck alone. You've done enough!" He yelled. I followed him and saw him going towards his office. I stopped him by placing my hand on his chest. He roughly removed my hand and pushed me aside. I didn't move."Move." He commanded."Not until you talk to me.""You want me to talk? Fine. You want to know why I'm upset? Do you want to know why I'm pissed off, huh?""Lorenzo, I already apologized. What more do you want?""Do you remember the promise you made? The one where you promised to be a good wife? The one where you promised to make my life easier? Where is it? Why am I still getting problems?""Lorenz
A V E L I N A I felt his tongue enter my mouth, and I couldn't stop the moan that left my lips. He bit down on my bottom lip, and the sweet pain sent a tingling sensation straight to my core. I was wet in an instant. "Lorenzo..." My voice was weak, and the desire was clear. "This," he started, and moved his hand under my panties, stroking the folds of my wet pussy. "This is mine." He said, and I nodded in agreement. "All mine." I moaned. "Yours, all yours." He smiled against my lips, and continued. "I will not let anyone touch you." "Lorenzo," I pleaded, but I had no idea what for. He moved his fingers faster and harder. The sounds of his fingers moving against my wetness was loud, and the pleasure was unbearable. "Who do you belong to, Avelina?" "You. You. Only you." "Good girl. Now, stay." He turned to leave, and I watched him go. He didn't turn back, not once. "Stay," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Please stay." I collapsed on the ground, the tears leaving my eyes
L O R E N Z OI was going through some files in my office when I heard the sound of my door being barged open as Nicholas walked inside.His expression was worried and I knew whatever knew he brought wasn't going to be good.I dropped my pen on the table and finally gave him my full attention. "What's got you all worked up? And where's Santino?" Nicholas and Santino we're twins, they never went out without each other which made me convinced that something was definitely wrong."Mom called." He started."Mom?"Nicholas nodded his head. "Yes. Mom. Our mother.""And what did she have to say?" I asked, my expression neutral."She's flying to New York tomorrow."It took a moment for his words to sink in, and when they finally did, I felt my body tense. "What for?""You, Lorenzo.""Me?""She said she's here for her sons. She said she misses us and wants to officially meet your wife. Said something about being annoyed that you got married without her knowledge. She said it's been so long sin
L O R E N Z OAfter Nicholas left, I went back to doing some paperwork.It wasn't until hours later that Avelina's sweet voice interrupted my thoughts. "Are you busy?" I looked up and my eyes found hers.She was leaning against the doorway, looking absolutely breathtaking. She was dressed in a short, white dress, and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail.She always managed to take my breath away, even when she wasn't trying. I immediately composed myself and cleared my throat."What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised to see her at the company. She batted her eyelashes and said, "Is it a crime to come see my own husband at work? I brought you lunch." She held up a plastic bag.I was hungry, but the fact that she showed up was enough to satisfy me. "Come," I said, and motioned for her to come inside. "Lock the door."She raised an eyebrow at me. "What are you planning, sir?"I grinned and stood up from my chair. I walked towards her, and stopped when I was right in front of her.
L O R E N Z OAvelina's expression moved from shock to horror in a split second. She shook her head and started walking towards the door."I can't believe you," she muttered under her breath."Avelina.""What the hell? Why are you just telling me this now? Don't I deserve a heads-up?""I'm sorry, but it's not something I can control.""You didn't even warn me, Lorenzo.""And, what would that have changed?" I asked, genuinely curious.She stared at me and then shook her head. "Whatever. I don't have time for this. I need to prepare.""You don't have to worry about anything. The only thing you need to do is act. You're going to act like the perfect wife and we'll make her believe all of this is real. Never give her the impression.""Of course. Why wouldn't I be able to? It's not like this is a big deal." She sarcastically said."Just behave. She won't stay long." I assured her."Whatever," she mumbled. "I need to go." She grabbed her purse and rushed to go out.Before she could go out t