Lorenzo POV
I'm supposed to be this big bad mafia boss, but hearing this woman call me her future husband has me practically giddy inside. I know she doesn't love me yet, but just her words let me know she is open to the possibility of falling for me. I fill both our plates and pour her cup of coffee. She takes a bite of the pastry and moans. F**k, I never thought eating could be s*xy, but she has definitely proved me wrong. After two bites, she looks at me expectantly, but my mind is still thinking about her tongue licking the cream from her lip.
"Lorenzo, are you going to tell me about yourself or just stare at me while I eat?" Her question brings me out of my trance and I chuckle. "I'm twenty-six years old. I'm the oldest son of Lisette and Carmen Rossi. I have a younger brother, Luc
