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"Unexpectedly, your mother became pregnant once again. We were extremely happy about it, but once the doctor said that it is a girl, I was euphoric. I rushed to tell the news to the Russo and the alliance was confirmed on the same day. Yo...
Makeup is simple, natural, but pretty. I brushed my light blonde hair and left it in natural waves, doing the tiniest touch-ups here and there. Then I took my perfume, spraying it on my neck and wrists.
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As I glanced at my hands, I held back from grimacing: I need manicure as soon as possible. Also, pedicure doesn't sound bad. I took my phone and dialled my personal master to make myself appointment for today.
"Buongiorno, Becky. Come stai?"- I spoke politely, putting a few necessities in my bag. (Good morning, Becky. How are you?)
"Buongiorno, signora Russo. Sto molto bene, grazie. Come stai?"- she replied friendly as i reached for hand cream to put it in my bag. (Good morning, Mrs Russo. I am very well, thank you. How are you?)
"Sto andando alla grande, grazie. Mi chiedevo se sei libero oggi? Ho bisogno di manicure e pedicure."- I responded, smiling as muscular arm wrapped around my waist, gently pressing me closer to robust body. (I am doing great, thank you. I was wondering whether you are free today? I am in need of manicure and pedicure.)
Leo tenderly moved my hair over my shoulder with his other hand and kissed my neck lovingly, hugging me from behind with both arms now. His handsome face nuzzled in my neck, making my smile brighten.
He is exceedingly cute and cuddle with me. I treasure this so much.
"Io sono. Quando vuole venire, signora Russo?"- she answered merrily and I glanced in bottomless, spellbinding, dreamy, hazel eyes, silente asking when he could drop me off. (I am. When would you like to come, Mrs Russo?)
I confessed to him that I do not want to drive separately from him, not now at least, and he utterly understood me, never questioning my request. I am very grateful for his care and support, especially right now when I am slightly shaken up.
"Any time is fine, baby."- he whispered to me, kissing my neck affectionately up and down.
"Sarei in grado di ottenere un appuntamento per le 9?"- I asked her, lightly leaning on Leo, relishing in his soothing, cosy, protective embrace. (Would I be able to get an appointment for 9 o'clock?)
"Assolutamente, onorevole Russo."- chirped Becky and I thanked her before we exchanged see you soons. (Absolutely, Mrs Russo.)
"Grazie, amore."- I told him sincerely, regarding driving me to where I need.
"There is nothing to thank me for, la mia bellezza."- he replied honestly, gently turning me around.
Our faces are mere inches apart. His hot, very minty breath tickles my skin. My small body is pressed against his 6'7, powerful, majestic, rugged physic.
He will always give me the craziest, the most wholesome, the most sublime butterflies.
Hazel eyes lovingly trailed along my face, as if he was memorising something, and God, it made my heart beat faster. His large, warm, soft, inked, veiny hand tenderly cupped my cheek, partly laying on the back of my head as it got lightly tangled in my hair.
