Mia’s pov It was obvious that Lorenzo was in a good mood tonight. Perhaps it was the alcohol he had before we exited the house for the wedding, because I know damn well that it wasn’t because of anything he was served at the wedding because I know he’d never est or drink anything served to him in public. As we danced, I felt like I was trapped in a completely different world with Lorenzo whereby we were completely alone there. It was easy to lose one’s self to Lorenzo’s eyes because they were so beautiful yet so intense.When I had spotted a few of my father’s men, I had instantly felt nervous to my bones. I had thought my father was also around somewhere, but it turned out to be that I had been paranoid for nothing. At first I had thought my father finslly wanted to fight back against Lorenzo in order to rescue me, and my stomach had tightened with nervousness so fast that I grew dizzy.To me, that wasn’t gonna seem like I was being rescued. It was gonna seem like I was being t

Mia’s pov “You gonna be good for me tonight?” He asked and I hastily nodded my head while panting hard as I blinked up at him. It was hard to think of anything else except him and only him right now. He looked insanely hot right now, and the way he took charge at every turn was just so hot that it kept altering my brain each time. I let out a small whine when his thumb grazed my nipple once again. He had been doing this for a while now and I wanted to scream from frustration. Something was building inside of me, something foreign that was white hot and searingly intense, wanting to be let out at all cost, but I didn’t even know what it was, much less how to let it out.“That’s a good girl.” He murmured, voice husky and I felt my inside clench up once again. His hand coupled my ass and kneaded it and another stuttered breath got punched out of my inside.After Lorenzo had settled on this couch with me atop him, he had asked me to sit still and each time he did something that made

Mia’s pov A smile was on my face as soon as I opened my eyes, and I tightened my hold around Lorenzo’s warm form. I had expected him to have pulled away before I woke up, and got a pleasant surprise to realize that he was still here, fast asleep. His face was still buried in my chest and I felt my heart flutter a little as I took in how relaxed his face looked.I began to wonder about what his nightmare could have been about and if this was a regular thing for him. It made my heart ache because no one deserves to leave with scents horrifying enough to trigger nightmares.The sun was already shining through the tiny cracks in the curtains which indicated that the day had already broken. I knew the best thing to do is to shake him awake, since I’ve known him, he was always awake early, and if I leave him to sleep in, he might wake up pissed.But he had a nightmare and deserved to sleep in this morning. Who knows? The reason why it seems like he barely gets enough sleep might be be

Mia’s pov I loosed myself into the sound of the music pouring from the keys I was playing on the piano with my eyes closed and my body swaying from side to side. This particular tune was one which I learned since when I was a child, barely a teenager at that period.As descendants of a very prestigious Mafia family, we were required to know a lot, like a lot of languages for example, which made me fluent in more than 4 languages. The reason why Maeve and I had to learn something related to music was so that when we’d get married, we’d be able to entertain our husbands’ guests by playing the piano and the violin. That had rubbed me off the wrong way when I had still been young, but I barely put a lot of things into that train of thought back then because I still used to think that I had a lot of time left before I got ripe enough for marriage. In all honesty, I was still yet to fully dwell on it, not until father sprang the news on us so unexpectedly that it had completely caught

Lorenzo’s pov ‘Enraged’ was an understatement compared to how I’m currently feeling.I’ve never been that bothered about any of my enemies going to my house when I wasn’t around, and that was because I’ve never had anyone important waiting for me back at home before. I’ve never had anyone ever waiting for me back at home to begin with. Whenever I fuck some women, I either do it in one of my clubs or I take them to one of my other houses, but never the main one that I reside in.It made me extremely furious that a bunch of unfortunate people had killed my guards and broken into my house just to leave a clear warning. As I drove home, I kept imagining slaughtering those unfortunate people head one after the other, no matter how plentiful they were.As I drove, I kept thinking of how scared Mia would have definitely been when those bastards broke in. Perhaps that was the exact moment that she called me, and I had ignored it because I had been torturing that useless excuse of a