Page 20 of Obsessed Alphas: Volume Two

“Well, thank you, amore. Are you ready to go?”

“Sure. Where are you taking me?”

“I’d take you to a site currently under excavation around Herculaneum, but I don’t want to see another tear in those gorgeous eyes, so we’re going not too far from where we met.”

“I honestly can’t promise not to cry if you did, but I still might anyway.”

“Very well. There is much more to see in Napoli, amore.” I brought her hand to my lips and kissed the back of it. Cosimo drove us to the piazza outside the Duomo. I wanted her to see the beauty of the city before we went into the Duomo di Napoli. “Oh my goodness. It’s beautiful,” she cheered, smiling up at me. Forever. That was how long I’d spend giving reasons for her to look up at me like that.

Cupping her chin, caressing her jaw, I confess, “I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.” The blush that stained her face was too tempting. I dropped my head down and pressed my lips to hers briefly, pulling back and watching her eyes slowly open with fear and desire in them. “Nothing more beautiful.”

I took her around to explore the artworks from the 14th century to the 19th century. I had the entire evening planned including her wrapped up in my arms, making our first baby. As I shared my town’s past with her, I wanted to make my future with her. Isabella was mine and I wasn’t leaving anything to chance. After a quick bathroom break, I checked my messages and double checked my dinner arrangements. Everything was ready to go.

She came out of the bathroom just as her phone rang. “Hello.”

“This is Pietro, your tour guide. We lost you, and we have been looking for you all over.”

“And you called now? I stayed in the same exhibit for thirty minutes waiting and no one came for me. Then I searched the museum. My hotel was robbed, but I’m fine no thanks to you. Bye.”

I grabbed her phone before she could tuck it away. Then used my phone to send the number to Cosimo to find out more. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing. Here you go.” She frowned and snatched the phone from my hand. “Isabella, let’s not let this ruin our nice date.”

“You’re really having a good time with me?” She bit down on her lower lip. I plucked it from under her teeth and then slammed my mouth down on hers, kissing her properly.

Pulling back out of respect for where we were, I grunted out, “I believe I’d have fun doing whatever brought a smile to your face. Are you ready for dinner?”

“Yes, please.” I led her out of the cathedral, wishing it were for another reason. I had no family, but I found the woman who would start ours.

CHAPTER FOUR

ISABELLA

What started off as a terrible beginning to my vacation morphed into a magical fairytale. Alessandro made my heart slam into my chest when I found his eyes on me, which seemed to be every second we were together.

He seemed too good to be true, but I needed whatever he wanted to give me. Even if it were a fling with a handsome, well-off Italian man who would forget me tomorrow. His voice sinfully sent my body craving things that I’d only read about. I never felt so turned on, in a church no less. I couldn’t wait to get out of it and go somewhere Alessandro could fulfill my needs.

When he kissed me, I nearly moaned loud enough for everyone to hear. The vaulted ceilings created a strong echo.

As we stepped out onto the steps, a black SUV pulled up. Alessandro nodded to the vehicle. A man riding shotgun stepped out and opened the door. Alessandro helped me in and scooted in beside me. He spoke Italian to the driver, which sounded perfect. Even if he were threatening to push me into the water, it still sounded like he was professing his eternal love. It was just that sexy. This was my culture, and I hardly knew a thing about it.

“So, where are you taking me?” I questioned, hoping that it was to bed where he could do more than just stare. Life was too short to hold back. I craved Alessandro more than I could imagine possible, and if he wanted to have my pussy for dessert, I’d lay it open for him.

“It’s a surprise.”

“You’re not taking me somewhere to off me, are you?” Although I didn’t get that vibe from him, an attractive man could be a serial killer just as easily as an ugly one.

“The only offing happening tonight is when I’m balls deep into your pussy getting us both off.” Shit, I should be terrified by his intentions, but instead, I let out a moan. He leaned in so they couldn’t hear us and whispered in my ear, “You want that, don’t you, Isabella? You want to come for me before I fill you up with my seed.”

“I’m not on birth control,” I let slip without thinking.

He nipped at my neck before sliding his hand between my legs and cupping my pussy. He gave it a squeeze before letting go. His eyes darkened as he stared at me. A look of triumph, with a hint of smugness, crossed his face. “Good. So by the time we wake up in the morning, my baby will be growing inside you,” he grunted, kissing my lips gently before sitting back to adjust his massive cock that was straining to come out of his pants.

The guys in the front, who I’d completely forgotten about, said something to Alessandro.

“We’re here,” he said. They opened the door, and he stepped out first. Just as he reached for me. The vehicle sped off, taking me with it.

“Isabella,” he shouted as he ran to me, but the vehicle picked up speed.