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As I quietly close Lou’s door, I nearly jump out of my skin. Angelo is standing in the hallway, a soft expression on his face.
“Sorry,” he says quietly. “I was just heading up to my room and overheard.”
I feel a blush creeping up my cheeks. “How much did you hear?”
“Enough,” he says, stepping closer. "And I meant what I said before. I won't let Jonah or Gino get to you or Lou. You're both… important to me."
The sincerity in his voice makes my heart flutter. “Thank you, Angelo. For everything.”
He reaches out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “You don’t have to thank me. I care about you both.”
I lean into his touch, suddenly overwhelmed by the events of the day. “It’s going to be hard, going back to sleeping on the pull-out couch.”
Angelo’s eyes soften. “You and Lou could stay here until we buy the building and renovate it. Give you both a comfortable place to live, not just a cramped one-bedroom. You can stay as long as you want.”
I feel my breath catch in my throat, overwhelmed by his generosity. My whole life, the only man who’s ever truly cared for me has been Zip. I never knew my father, and the other men in my life… well, they’ve been less than stellar.
But Angelo… he’s offering us a home, safety, comfort. It’s more than I ever dared to hope for.
“Angelo, I…” I start, but words fail me. How can I possibly express what this means to me?
Instead of speaking, I act on impulse. I throw myself into his arms, my hands cupping his face as I press my lips to his. The kiss is fierce, desperate, filled with all the emotions I can’t put into words.
Angelo responds immediately, his arms wrapping around me, pulling me closer. I can feel the strength in his embrace, the promise of protection and so much more.
When we finally break apart, both breathing heavily, I rest my forehead against his. “Thank you,” I whisper, my voice thick with emotion. “You have no idea what this means to me… to us.”
Angelo’s hand comes up to caress my cheek, his touch gentle. “You and Lou, you’re family now. And family takes care of each other.”
As I look into his eyes, I see a future I never thought possible. A future where Lou and I are safe, loved, part of something bigger than ourselves.
It’s terrifying and exhilarating all at once.
Without another word, Angelo leans in and kisses me again, but this time, it’s different—full of passion and promise. His lips move over mine with a hunger that makes my knees weak. I respond eagerly, my hands tangling in his hair as his kiss deepens, claiming me with every movement.
His hands grip my waist, pulling me closer until there’s no space left between us. I can feel the heat radiating from his body, and it sends a shiver of anticipation down my spine. When he finally pulls back, his breath warm against my ear, he growls, “We should take this into my room.”
“Okay,” I breathe out, barely able to form the word.
He guides me to his bedroom, and I take a moment to admire it. The room is masculine, with dark wood furniture and rich, deep colors that exude warmth and comfort. A large bed dominates the space, the softest-looking sheets I've ever seen. Everything is neat, yet lived-in, a reflection of the man himself.
Before I can take it all in, Angelo is closing the door behind us, and his mouth is on mine again. This kiss is even more intense, more urgent, as if he’s pouring all the emotions he can’t express into it. My heart pounds in my chest as I melt into him, completely lost in the moment.
As Angelo’s lips move over mine, a rush of emotions floods me. I’m overwhelmed with gratitude that he walked into Perfezione that day, turning my world upside down in the best way possible.
This has all happened so fast, but I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. Angelo makes my heart sing. He makes me feel alive and, for the first time in a long time,loved.
The kiss deepens, growing more heated as our desire takes over. My hands roam up his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt, and I can’t resist tugging at the fabric, desperate to feel his skin against mine. Angelo pulls back just enough to grab the hem of his shirt and yank it over his head, tossing it aside without a second thought. His body is all strength and power, and I can’t help but run my hands over his broad shoulders, savoring the warmth and firmness of his skin.
Angelo’s hands are on me now, undoing the buttons of my blouse with a skillful ease that sends shivers down my spine. He pulls the fabric away, revealing the lace of my bra, and his gaze darkens with desire. His hands slide to my waist, fingers hooking into the waistband of my skirt. With a quick tug, he has it sliding down my legs, leaving me in just my underwear.
I can hardly think as I reach for his belt, my fingers trembling with urgency. Angelo watches me, his breath heavy as I work the buckle free and pull the belt from his pants.
With a swift movement, he kicks off his shoes and helps me remove his pants, leaving him in nothing but boxer briefs. The sight of him, strong and ready, makes my pulse race.
Without breaking eye contact, Angelo reaches behind me and unclasps my bra, letting it fall to the floor. He takes a moment to admire me, his eyes filled with something more than just lust—something that makes my chest tighten.
Angelo lowers himself between my legs, his lips trailing hot kisses along the inside of my thigh. Every brush of his mouth sends shivers up my spine, my body aching for more. When he finally reaches my core, I gasp loudly, unable to contain the sound. His mouth is on me, his tongue flicking and teasing in ways that drive me wild.
