His Mafia Bride

“Let’s sit over on the bed gattina yes?” Dante requested from Alina on getting into the jet.

It was more of a command than a request as he led her to the bed that was on the jet without even waiting for her reply.

Alina rolled her eyes with a laugh at his dominating attitude. It was just a part of him.

She laid on the mini soft bed, Dante beside her and he crossed an arm over her shoulder.

Alina fed her eyes on the interior of his jet. This was a different jet from the one that flew them to Italy.

Its interior was breathtaking, beautiful than the other.

It looked like a huge expensive living room.

Dim burundi lights illuminated it coupled with the fact that it had huge spaces in between the seats.

The walls were coated with coffee brown paintings patterned with white lines.

Her eyes then trailed to the left part of the jet that had about eight black seats, each with setbelts.

Opposite it was a scarlet red lenthy couch with fluffy pillows to match it.

The jet also had a mini bar.

A huge flat screen tv was placed at the centre. At the end of the jet stood a door, which probably led to the toilet and probably a shower—-he could have it on the jet.

“Some other time we will come to Italy baby. We will visit my hometown, Bergamo” Dante said to her, snapping Alina out of her thoughts.

“Italy is beautiful and amazing. I must definitely come back again”she squealed.

“What do you expect? It’s as beautiful as I am” Dante replied with a disparaging smile on his lips.

Dante was so confident of himself.

“Dante you have such a huge ego!” Alina exclaimed, stunned.

He dismissed her stunned expression with a laugh.

“Welcome Mr Dante” a feminine voice accompanied by the soft clicking of her heels came through.

They both veered their eyes towards the direction of the voice.

A woman approached them, her pointed heels making soft clicks as she swayed her hips .

She had a tight black skirt that was above her knee and matching black blouse.

The outfit really brought out her seductive body features.

Her red hair was left to fall and her face wore a thick layer of makeup.

“Nice to see you once again Mr Dante ” She spoke sultrily, fluttering her fully coated eyelashes at him and bitting the bottom of her glossy lips.

Alina felt slightly insecure noticing how beautiful she was and the fact that she was passing glances at Dante whilst literally ignoring her presence like she never existed.

“She must be the air hostess” Alina thought to herself with a faint frown morphing on her face.

The hostess paid no attention to Alina and entirely focused on Dante.

Who wouldn’t? Dante was so handsome and his body was to die for.

He was like a Greek god.

What shall I offer you both?” She asked, this time throwing Alina a pretence smle.

Alina could see the distasteful look she had for her in her eyes but she always switched to a friendly smile once she turned her face to Dante.

She was drooling for Dante like a bitch… Alina smirked.

“Henessey and give her a strawberry drink with ice”Dante replied, shutting her off immedately.

She masked her disappointment and put up her sultry look.

“Sure. Nice to see you once again”she was relentlessly trying to flirt with Dante but he didn’t seem the least interested in her.

Dange gave her a nod rather than reply and Alina watched her walkway in disappointment, her lips pouting childishly.

A conceited smile appeared on Alina’s face, watching her leave and she at once erupted into fits of laughter.

“You know she was trying to flirt with you?” Alina chortled.

Dante nodded. “Yeah I did. I don’t know if she was so blind that she couldn’t notice the pretty ring on my finger” Dante replied placing short kisses on Alina’s cheeks.

“It serves her right though” Alina smiled.

“It seems like you both have a history together… she was really happy to see you again” Alina nudged Dante at his shoulder with a cunning smile.

“She is one of the many women I do take out”Dante smirked.

“You took her out? To a party?” Alina asked quizzically. “You both dated?”

Dante gave a sly grin. “L’ho scopata”

“I have no clue what you just said. What does it mean?” Alina replied unfazed.

“I fucked her”Dante replied grinning.

“I fucked her right in this jet. I can show you if you want me to” he added huskily, whispering it into her ears.

Alina felt her face turning red and she let out a short gasp.

Her cheeks got drained of its colours at Dante sensual statement.

“You really had sex with her?” Alina asked again.

Dante nodded. He was just so blunt.

“Well did you enjoy it?” Alina huffed, her eyes darting to the window, watching the clouds soar with them.

Dante gave a hearty laugh.

“Are you jealous?” He teased.

“Never” Alina lied, but her irritation was glued onto her features like a skin.

“Well I so much enjoyed it” Dante pushed her buttons more.

“Dante!” Alina whined, facing him and earning her one of his grins.

“I thought you were not jealous” Dante gave her a puckered brow.

“You know what, I think I should go fuck another man then come tell you proudly” Alina hissed.

Suddenly Dante encircled his arm aroumd her throat, causing her breathing to be hitched.

His eyes darkened and it seemed to bore into her startled hazel orbs.

“You are mine Alina. I’m the only man meant to touch your sweet body. Your ass is mine, your boobs are mine, your lips are mine, hell your vagina is mine. And I hate sharing what’s mine” Dante savagely told her.

His words were so dangerous and yet so sensual. She felt frightened and aroused.

“Mhmm” Alina hummed, her heart becoming erratic and her body tingling with desires.

Dante’s head descended downwards and he pressed a soft, slow kiss on to her lips.

She kissed him back, their lips moving in sync.

Slowly the kiss became fervent and lustful, their breath mixing.

Alina held on to the collars of his shirt, yanking him closer as they kissed each other passionately.

“I can’t get enough of you honestly” Dante pulled out, letting go of her throat.

“Well I made you wait too long for it” Alina flashed Dante amorous eyes.

“I want to brand you as mine”he sensually said with a devilish glint in his eyes.

Dante didn’t waste no time.

In an instant, his wet lips were on Alina’s neck, hungrily sucking on it.

A soft moan escaped Alina’s lips as his expert tongue swept across her neck so softly.

His lips skimmed the edges of her collar bone, greedily placing soft bites all the way to her throat.

“oh fuck” Alina breathed out. Slowly they both laid back on the bed, his lips not leaving her neck for a second.

In a fluid motion, Dante got ontop her and sucked on her neck. Alina had her mind lost in a labyrinth of hooded desires.

Feeling him ontop her whilst his tongue and lips sucked, stroked and bit all sides of her neck caused her to have shattering moans that sounded like music to his ears.

Alina’s hands fisted into his dark raven locks, gripping on to it while Dante’s hands walked their way to her engorged breasts, softly moulding and kneading it through her off-shoulder top.

This man would be the end of her.

Never had she loved a man’s touch so much.

His lips left her neck and sensually trailed to her chest, planting kisses on the bare parts of her breasts that were already exposed.

Dante sucked on them, his one hand pulling her off shoulder more downwards.

He probably cared less if it slacked.

Dante completely littered her neck, throat and chest with his burning lips.

Alina moaned more, not caring if the air hostess would hear them.

His lips then moved upwards again, locking with hers.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and parted her lips, giving him the full access he wanted to taste her.

Dante hungrily kissed her so lustfully and hungrily, hands groping and fondling on to Alina’s breasts.

She shuddered underneath him, releasing her soft cries of pleasure into the kiss.

His touch got her toes curling in delight–his dangerous touch.

It ignited a desire within her which spread like wild fire.

“God you taste so sweet, fuck. I want to have you every single day. I can never get tired” Dante whispered, his voice caressing her lips.

He slowly pulled back, making a cry of protest leave Alina’s lips at the absence of his body on hers.

A satisfied smile was placed on his handsome face as his eyes hungrily scanned her.

Alina followed the trail of his eyes to her neck and part of her breasts that were visible to his lustful stare.

Her skin was littered with love bites and hickeys.

“How do you like this?”he asked with a cocked brow.

Alina nodded with her face reddened. “I love it”

“Good you like it. Because you will be getting more of it from now”he huskily said before crashing his lips on to hers again.