*Alberto’s POV*
As soon as we made it to the car, I opened the door for Isa before turning to Edgardo.
“Dove sono loro?” (Italian for “Where are they?”) I asked him as he placed the keys in my hands. “Thank you.” I replied, climbing in after Isa.
“Padrino.” She whispered with a pout as I closed the door.
“Che cos'è?” (Italian for “What is it?”) I asked her, caressing her cheek.
She didn’t reply. She just laid on my lap, face down. I pulled her hair to the side as she turned her face to look at me.
“What are you doing, Angel?” I asked her as she played with the button of my trousers, awakening my beast.
“It’s sore.” She said, making me chuckle.
“Of course, it is.” I said as I played with her hair. She was so beautiful and perfect that I could get lost in her, which I did. I didn’
