THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

“I’m so bored,” I complained to Mateo as he walked past the living room.

He was getting better, though Sin refused to let him do anything heavy that could open his stitches, and that was after I grilled him not to let Mateo do anything. So right now, Mateo is stuck in the house with me. Samantha followed Luca and Sin out for business, while Zoey, as always, was AWOL, which brings me to now. I had nothing to do and wasn’t in the mood to watch or read anything.

“Sin said you could use the pool.” Mateo replied. Oh yeah, the pool. I totally forgot that there was a pool in the house, but I guess it wasn’t a bad idea. I could swim around and relax.

“That’s not a bad idea.” I ran upstairs to put on my bikini and a loose dress and apply sunscreen to my body. I also grabbed a towel before running back downstairs. I stepped outside to the outdoor pool,

I walked towards the water, throwing my towel on the seat. I took off my dress, revealing my bikini, and jumped into the water, diving down.

The warm but cooling water made me squeal. I went deeper into the water before swimming back up. I swam around for a bit, enjoying the feel of the water against my skin. I laid back and let my skin absorb the sun, already feeling my body getting its required tan.

“Baby girl.” I turned to see Sin standing at the entrance to the pool; he was dressed in casual wear.

“You have to come into the water; it’s so cool.” I splashed around in my own little bubble of joy. He made no attempt to move, and I got out of the water. His eyes shifted to my body. I decided to taunt him a little and slightly swing my hips as I walked to where he stood, hands crossed to his chest. His muscles were practically going to rip out of his tight shirt that was rolled up, showing off the beautiful tattoo on his arms.

” I believe my eyes are up here,” I said, waving my hand in front of his face, breaking him out of whatever spell he was in. “You don’t need to eye-fuck when you know you can easily have me,” I teased.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh, really?” he playfully asked.

“Yeah.” I answered, walking closer to him. A smirk formed on his face. We looked into each other’s eyes for a few moments, and I got lost in his beautiful dark orbs. Our faces were already inches apart, but I wanted to get closer. Not being able to withstand the buildup anymore, I leaned forward, pressing my lips against his.

He kissed me back, moving down to my neck and collarbone. Sucking and biting, leaving hickeys. I moaned, tilting my head to the side, giving him more space, but it only lasted for a few seconds because his phone had to ring, disrupting the moment between us.

He pulled away, clearly angry at being disturbed. Casting his gaze down to his phone, he accepted the call and brought it to his ear.

“Questo è meglio che sia buono.” I could hear a male voice from the other side, but I had no clue what he was saying.

“Sar li tra trenta minuti. Prepara tutto,” he ended the call.

“Devo andare piccola tentatrice. I promise to make it up to you,” he says before placing a kiss on my lips and walking out.

I went back into the pool, trying to cool down the desire in me. I stayed for up to an hour, swimming around the pool. I got out and dried myself before laying on the bench to get more tan on my skin. I picked up my phone from the table beside me, turned to my camera, and began taking pictures. I did a little bit of editing before posting them on my Instagram page, and immediately I started getting likes.

My phone vibrated on my hand, alerting me to an incoming call from Stephanie. I swiped up, answering the call.

“You look so sexy in that black bikini!” she gushed out immediately.

“Thank you. How are you? Shouldn’t you be in class?”

“I am; I was going through my Instagram when I saw your post. I couldn’t pass up the chance,” she laughed. “Where exactly are you?”

“Italy.

“Lucky you.” It went silent for a while; it sounded like she was talking to someone else. “I’ve got to go; class is about to start. Talk to you later.” She hung up without waiting for a reply.

After the call, I didn’t feel like tanning, and I didn’t want to get back into the water, so I put the dress back on and headed upstairs to the bathroom to shower.

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Translation.

Per favore non piangere, mi si spezza il cuore vedere le lacrime in queste tue bellissimi occhi; please don’t cry; it breaks my heart to see tears in those beautiful eyes of yours.

Sar li tra trenta minuti. Prepara tutto. – I will be there in thirty minutes. Get everything ready.

Devo andare piccola tentatrice; you’ve got to go little temptress.

questo è meglio che sia buono. This better be good.