As the plane taxied down the runway, my heart was filled with anticipation and excitement. I had spent the past week frantically preparing for this journey. I researched the culinary scene in Italy, read up on the traditional Italian recipes, and even brushed up on my language skills. I wanted to make sure that I was ready to embrace the new culture and cuisine with open arms.
My eyes were out of the window, staring at the fluffy clouds while I reminisced my stay back at Luxembourg. I felt myself smiling like a kid on Christmas morning as all our memories played in my head, thanksgiving night being the most....
It was Thanksgiving night and the aroma of roasted turkey filled the air. The dining table was adorned with an array of delicious food; mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, green beans, and of course pumpkin pie for dessert.
As we sat down at the Thanksgiving table eating our meal, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the moment of solitude.
While we savored our meal, I couldn't help but admire how handsome he looked in his crisp white shirt that clung to every inch of his tantalizing built and defined frame. His dark hair was perfectly styled and his piercing brown eyes sparkled in the dimly lit room.
"I have to say, tesoro, this dinner is amazing. You outdid yourself," he said, breaking the silence. My cheeks heated up at the compliment and I felt butterflies rumble in my belly.
"Well, it's our first Thanksgiving, I had to make it special". I replied with a smile.
After finishing our dinner, he stood up and reached out his hand to me, "let's head to the living room for some wine?"
I took his hand and followed him to the living room, where we settled onto the couch with a bottle of red wine. We sipped our wine and engaged in light conversation, but our eyes kept wandering to each other's lips, longing for a taste.
He couldn't resist any longer and leaned in to kiss me. I melted into his arms, our lips moving in perfect sync. The kiss intensified, and we were soon lost in each other, our hands exploring each other's body.
My fingers tugged at his shirt and he got the message. He let me unbutton them, and he let it fall to the floor before pulling me closer. Our tongues danced together, and our hands frantically removed each other's clothes, leaving a trail of clothing leading to the bedroom.
He took off my dress and I laid underneath him, wearing nothing but my lacy black lingerie. He traced his fingers along my curves, causing me to shiver in anticipation.
His lips found their way to my neck, kissing and nipping at my sensitive skin, causing me to let out a soft moan.
He flipped me over, and I giggled as he teased me with kisses down my body before finally reaching my core. His tongue swirled around me, making me lose my mind with pleasure. I tangled my fingers in his hair, guiding him to where I wanted him.
My moans and whispers of his name filled the room as I gave in to pure passion. His tongue skillfully swirled around my clit, having my legs shake and my eyes to see the stars.
Lost in my thoughts, I barely registered the voice of the hostess as she interrupted my erotic memories.
"Ma'am, would you like a drink?" she asked, bringing me from my erotic memories, and back to reality. I gave her a small smile and thanked her, my mind still wandering back to the passionate night we spent together. I could feel my body responding to the memories, and I couldn't wait to feel his touch again.
I felt like I was about to pee, but in reality, it was just my arousal fluid that had soaked through my panties. I desperately longed to relieve the tension that had built up inside me.
As I looked around the luxurious interior of the jet, I realized that he wasn't there. My heart sank a little as I furrowed my brows, wondering where he could be. I had been looking forward to spending the entire flight with him, snuggled up in his arms.
"Where's he?" I finally asked the hostess, trying to hide the disappointment in my voice.
The hostess gave me a polite smile before answering,
"I'm sorry ma'am, he is in the bedroom finishing some work, he said he'll join you in a bit."
I let out a small sigh, and nodded in understanding.
Just when I thought I would have to endure the long flight by myself, I heard the door of the bedroom creak open and he appeared. A wide smile spread across my face as I saw him walking towards me. My heart raced with excitement as he took the seat next to me.
"I see you are done staring at the clouds" he said with a smug smile and I felt my cheeks heat up in embarrassment.
"Carina is in Italy" he broke the short silence that befell before us.
"I know, she told me last night when we spoke" I whispered.
"That's a good thing" he commented and my brows furrowed in confusion as I searched for any reason why that's a good thing for him, for me, yes, but why him?
"Why's that a good thing?"
"At least I know while I'm away, you have someone to be with and I don't have to worry so much about your safety. Janelle and Serena wouldn't be in Italy until tomorrow"
Worry clouded my mind and I felt uneasy about the fact that he wasn't going to be with me...
"Russo.... "Luna relax, I'm not going forever, I'll be back in a week alright?" The sudden information evoked sadness and it made my eyes water. I didn't know what all these feelings were but one thing is sure, Russo holds a certain power over me.
"Come here" he whispered and pulled me into his chest and I clung unto his shirt tightly, afraid that if I let him go, he'd disappear.
As we touched down in Italy, I couldn't contain my excitement. The anticipation of exploring this beautiful country had been building up inside of me for years now. As we made our way through the airport, I could feel the cold Mediterranean air greeting us.
As we stepped outside, a car was waiting for us, its engine purring as it beckoned us inside. The driver greeted us with a warm smile and quickly loaded our luggage into the trunk.
As we drove through the bustling streets, I couldn't help but be mesmerized by the scenery. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the charming buildings that lined the streets. The aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the air, making my stomach rumble with hunger.
I could feel the Christmas spirit all around, with colorful lights and decorations adorning every corner. As we passed a lively outdoor market, the sound of carolers singing filled the air, adding to the festive atmosphere.
After a scenic drive along the coast, we finally arrived at our destination. The car pulled up to a small villa, nestled on a hillside overlooking the sparkling waters of the Mediterranean Sea.
The exterior of the bungalow was painted in warm earthy tones, blending harmoniously with the natural surroundings. Christmas lights twinkled from the windows, and a wreath hung on the front door. The driver helped us with our bags as we made our way to the front door.
Before I even had a chance to knock, the door flung open and Carina burst out. Exhaustion was evident in her eyes, but still, she had cheerfulness and vibrancy radiating from her smile. "You're here!" she exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug.
I laughed and hugged her back, feeling the familiar comfort of being in her embrace. "I missed you so much," I murmured, holding onto her for a few more seconds before we pulled apart.
She glanced at Russo, "Hi" she murmured and he replied with nod. I looked between the both of them because something seemed odd about their energies.
"It's good to have you over, come on in" she gestured me to get in.
"I'll take my leave now Tesoro" I froze at his announcement and turned to look at him. He stood with his hands in his pocket and no defined emotion on his face.
"A..already? Aren't you going spend at least a day with us" he released a sigh and stepped closer. He cupped my cheeks and stared into my eyes.
"No! In as much as i want to be with you, this is very important Luna. I'll always call you to check up on you and see how you're doing. Remember, don't hesitate to call me if anything goes wrong or you need my attention" he instructed in a hush tone.
"H..how long will you be away? Would you be at the party Ms Gisella and your sisters are hosting?"
"Definitely! I wouldn't miss that for anything, plus you'd be the caterer and event plan, I have to be there" he smiled at me. I didn't want to let him go but I knew I had to, a sad sigh left my lips.
"Come here" he pulled me into his chest and I succumbed into his scented chest and heart calming embrace.
"I'll wait inside for the both of you" Carina's voice interrupted our moment. 'Darn!' I totally forgot about her presence. He pulled away and placed a kiss on my forehead.
"I'll see you soon amorè," he said with a slight smile as he turned to leave. But I couldn't just let him go without showing him how I truly felt at that moment.
I grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.
"Please be careful," I pleaded, my voice trembling with emotion. Tears were threatening to spill from my eyes, but I held them back, not wanting to show my weakness.
He turned to face me, his eyes filled with understanding and an emotion that wasn't clear to me. "I will," he assured me, his hand reaching up to gently caress my cheek. "I promise."
He gave me one last kiss before walking away towards his car. I watched as he got in and gave me a slight smile through the window. My heart was still heavy with worry, but I had to trust that he knew what he was doing and that he would come back to me.
As the car disappeared from my view, I felt a sense of emptiness wash over me. I knew I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about him until he was safely back by my side. But I also knew that my feelings for him gave me strength to wait.
I took in a deep breath to calm myself and suck in my emotions before going into the house. As I stepped inside, I was greeted with a warm, homey feeling. The interior of the bungalow was decorated with twinkling lights, a beautifully decorated Christmas tree, and a crackling fire in the fireplace.
"What was that I just witnessed out there?" she asked, her tone accusatory. I feigned ignorance, trying to play it cool.
"What are you talking about?" I asked innocently.
"Don't play dumb with me, sis. Are you two together?" Carina asked, her eyes boring into mine.
I rolled my eyes and turned away from her gaze, trying to compose myself. My sister had always been like a mother to me, ever since our parents passed away when we were young. But there was always something about her, an overbearing nature that rubbed me the wrong way.
"I know you're older than me, Carina" I said firmly. "But I don't think I owe you an answer. My love life is my business."
Her expression softened, and she let out a sigh.
"You're right, I'm sorry. It's just... I'm worried about you. Russo, he seems dangerous." She murmured the last part underneath her breath but it was a good thing that I heard her. And it only made me more suspicious and curious about what may have happened between them.
Yes, I couldn't deny that part. There was something about him that screamed trouble. But I couldn't help being drawn to him, despite the warning signs.
"He's not dangerous Carina," I reassured her. "He's just... different."
Carina shook her head, clearly not convinced.
"Promise me you'll be careful, okay? I don't want to see you get hurt."
I nodded, grateful for her concern. "I will." I promised, knowing that I probably wouldn't keep it. I couldn't resist the pull towards him.
"So why'd you choose here?" I asked as we began our way to the kitchen.
"I wasn't the one who picked it, Raphael did. He assured once our new place is ready, we'd move to the city. Plus I really love this place" I nodded as I looked around.