Roberto kept squeezing her b•tts, and she began to grind on his loins. Martina felt his bulging fullness against the apex of her leg, and she broke the kiss. She sat up and threw her head backwards. She held her head and brushed her hair backward with her hair. While she was doing this, Roberto reached for her aroused peaks and grabbed them, giving them a firm squeeze. She looked at him and giggled lustfully. The way he stared at her body possessively made her ache. She wanted more of him. He punctured the upper part of her dress with his finger and ripped it open. Martina gasped as she saw his countenance grow wild. He turned her over and made her lay on the bed. He held unto her dress and tore it more. She was fully naked in front of me.He stared at her perfectly curved body with lecherous gaze. He wanted to bring his fantasies to reality with her. His eyes trailed down her body, starting from her beautifully formed twin orbs, down to her flat belly and beautifully carved bell

Vincenzo woke up and opened his eyes to see Martina lying next to him. He furrowed his brows at first, but later smiled after staring at her sleepy face. She looked so calm and beautiful. He ran his finger on her smooth fair face, and tucked the strands of her hair at the back of her ear. Martina felt a touch on her face, and she opened her eyes. She opened her eyes and saw Vincenzo staring at her, with a huge smile on his face. “Hey,” He uttered with an hearty smile. “Hey…” Martina covered her face with his pillow shyly, and he laughed at her cuteness. “Why are you covering your face?” “You are staring at me with those alluring eyes of yours. I can’t but get shy.“ Vincenzo burst into laughter after hearing her statement. “Alluring eyes? I don’t have alluring eyes.” She moved the pillow off her face and looked at me. “Don’t ever say that again. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? You are so handsome.”Vincenzo giggled shyly and covered his face with the other

Vincenzo and Martina smiled as they walked out of the villa, stealing glances at each other. Roberto stared outside the car window, his jaw knotted in rage and hatred as he watched them. “I told her to stay away from him.” He said.Martina smirked as she stared at the car she assumed Roberto was in. "Which of the cars are you going with?" she inquired of Vincenzo. "That," Vincenzo said, looking at the cars. He indicated the one next to Roberto's. "I'd love to ride in your car with you." I am trying to avoid Roberto as much as I can.” Vincenzo shook his head as he stared at the automobile Roberto was driving. "I believe you should enter his." You couldn't come with me because he wouldn't let you." Martina was about to respond, when they saw Roberto wind down the window. "You two are wasting my time." "Martina, come here right now." Martina sighed and turned to face Vincenzo. "Talk about the devil," he murmured with a faint smile. She walked over to Roberto's car, shaking her

IN MEXICORoberto’s cars pulled up in Mr. Santiago Rossi, his friend’s elegant villa. The house was fully decorated with beautiful bulbs and balloons, making the house so luminous in the dark of the evening. There were many people around the villa, dressed elegantly for the event. There were also lots of people from the media present. They were taking pictures of those that walked on the red carpet in front of the house. Bruno parked the car at the back of the numerous cars in the compound, and he rushed to Roberto’s door and opened it with his head bowed. Roberto climbed down his car with great elegance. His tuxedo glittered under the lightning, and his shoes were the center of attraction. Martina, on the other side of the car, was about to reach for the door when someone opened the door from outside. She looked outside and saw Vincenzo at the door. He offered her a hand, and she smiled widely. She gave him her hand and climbed out of the car. “I wasn't expecting you to help me

Roberto finished signing a contract with the English men, and they shook hands. “Thank you,” Roberto uttered, and they responded with a slight bow. Roberto sat on the chair again and adjusted his Tuxedo. They all watched the English men walk out of the room. After they were gone, Elio looked at Roberto with a large grin. “Congratulations, Mr. Galante.” Roberto looked at him and gave him a nod. “I should thank you instead.” He responded and stood up from the chair. “I’ll love to go now, Mr. Elio. I have unfinished business out there.” He added as he remembered Martina. He wanted to know what she was doing and who she was with at that time. “Sure. You have completed the primary reason why you are here. Enjoy the party,” Elio responded. Roberto gave a slight bow and turned to look at Vincenzo, who stood some meters behind him. “Let’s go.” He said to him. Vincenzo led the way and proceeded to the door. He opened the door for Roberto and stepped aside. Roberto stepped out, and Vincenzo