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Seconds later, Mia pulled me into her, her hair cascading around us like a silken waterfall. I thrust up into her as a shattering, thigh-shaking bliss took over her.

It was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, and every time I was with her, I discovered more of myself, heart, and soul.

As our bodies intertwined, I couldn’t help but think of the future ahead. The world we lived in was ruthless, unforgiving, and ever-changing. But for now, I had Mia.

We spent the night wrapped up in each other’s arms. As I drifted to sleep with her, I knew I’d found my lullaby, my sweetest buona notte, my true forever.

Chapter 22

MIA

With the core Abrazzio threat out of the way, we relaxed.

However, it took two more days before Lorenzo let me return to my apartment.

Two days spent in bliss, in each others’ arms.

In between the rush of finalising my term paper and his busy schedule, we found solace in each other’s arms.

Our love-making was a dance of passion, driving us to the brink of sensual insanity, and we did our best to prolong these moments, avoiding the inevitable sleep.

We stole every moment possible to escape into bed, a sanctuary where all that mattered was the heated warmth of his body next to mine, his scorching length inside me.

On the second night, he led me to the pool, a secluded spot under the twinkling stars, setting the perfect stage for our romantic evening.

It was a warm, balmy evening.

He’d brought a picnic basket and produced a feast he’d prepared while I was studying, spreading it on the lawn beside the water.

The spread was delectable, including cheeses, olives, bread dipped in oil, a delicious pasta dish he’d made from scratch, and wine.

As we sat there, eating and drinking, our hands touching, a profound sense of peace and tranquillity enveloped us, calming our souls.

We discussed our future, our dreams, and the life we could build together.

We devoured each other as much as the food, our lips brushing, nipping, suckling.

When I couldn’t take his searing touches any more, I escaped to the coolness of the pool, diving in naked.

He dove in after me, and we entangled limbs in the heated water, our laughter echoing off the tiled walls. We paddled and played, our desire burning hot and heavy.

I laughed as he splashed me with a playful smirk, his eyes filled with amusement and love.

We resurfaced, our foreheads touching, our eyes holding each other’s gaze.

He pulled me close, the stars twinkling above us, and whispered, ‘Bella, I am yours, in entirety, heart, mind, soul, body. I offer them all to you without any conditions. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, and I now live in devotion to you.’

His hands moved to stroke my cheek with such gentleness that tears came to my eyes. He traced the lines of my face, his thumbs brushing away the moisture, following it with a press of his lips.

While the moon rose, he pulled me out of the water. He dried me off with a fluffy towel and led me to our secluded spot under the stars, where the soft grass served as our bed and the night sky cast an ethereal glow on our bodies as we fucked in the moonlight.

Our passion was fierce, skin to skin, moaning, arching, crying out his name as he took me, claiming me and marking me as his.

We were one in that instant, our hearts and souls merged.

Packing up my clothes the following morning, I had to admit I was loathe to leave.

Recalling our wild lovemaking with a smile, I zipped up my suitcase and headed downstairs.

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