HIS HIRED BRIDE

CHAPTER - 29

"There are moments in relationship when you don't speak, because you didn't have to; but your eyes talk a lot."

AVA WILSON P.O.V

His tongue teased at the seam of my lips, coaxing for the entrance and gaining it with barely any resistance from me. My hand found its way to the nape of his neck, my finger taking through his hair as our lips finally met and making us moan in satisfaction.

"Some guy who's making you forget everything." He said as we pulled away for each other for a fraction of second to drag in more air. "Some guy who's going to make you senseless with needs and crazy from desire." His breathing came out like a gasp as he lips touched mine.

I shivered as his demanding mouth reclaimed mine again, his hand slowly sliding down from my neck to chest and stopping at my breast as he gently squeezed it making me groan in pleasure, his thumb kneading intently on the hardened tip of my breast.

Tormented by a sudden ache that tightened my every nerve ending, I gasped out his name and let my head roll back, as his lip moved away from my lips, attacking my neck. I arched my back more as he leaned closer to me, anchoring his mouth perfectly to the neck till my cleavage.

"Well, I guess that really confirmed what we wanted to know, isn't it Stef?"

The amused statement cut through the thick fog of my list and snapped me back to reality with the effectiveness of an ice cold bath.

My eyes widened as it focused on the open door of the car that revealed us to an awaiting audience. A man who is an exact replica of Marcello with an older version, a woman who is showing perfection and elegance as the way she smirks looking at us, I can bet she is the mother and one man the same age as Marcello or younger than him staring at us with a frown.

"Close your eyes Gio." The woman's shrill voice came breaking through my shock and horror as I watched her wrap a hand around that man's eyes covering his view from us.

"I'm not a baby, Ele." The guy whose name was Gio moved the hand of Marcello's mother while glaring at her.

Marcello who was still straddled under me, his hand resting on my hips glanced up at me with a smiling bright blue eyes with a humor dancing in them and a swollen kiss lips that curved into a lazy smile. I look at him with utter speechlessness, as I remember our position and scramble into a corner going behind him as if he will protect me from being embarrassed.

"Of course, we know you are man enough to hit from behind." Marcello taunted as he straightened up and grabbed me by the wrist. "Meet Ava, your future sister-in-law. There's no better day than this to get to know her more."

"We already know her very well." Gio replied with a hint of disdain and a smirk in his tone making me frown at him.

Marcello didn't seem surprised as he slid out of the car and held the door open for me. "Yes, but I doubt we have much more yet to know."

"If only you both get to know each other our problem will be solved." Marcello's father muttered under his breath as he stepped forward and extended a hand to me, smiling broadly. "Hello, I'm Stefano Trocelli, the father of the man whom you were kissing like a never ending show, a minute ago."

I choked up on my saliva as Marcello came forward patting my back. I looked at Stefano and his old blue eyes were sparkling with amusement.

Suddenly guilt flooded through me as I looked at his parents' happy face. My heart reminds me of the deception Marcello and I were pulling in front of them but the happy faces on both their faces made my mouth shut to confess the truth. They are looking much younger if I can count their age. They didn't even seem to mind that they opened the door to find me mauling their son in the back seat of the car.

"Hi, Mr. Trocelli. Pleasure to meet you." I said shyly as I took his hand and fully eased out of the car, trying as subtly as I could to straighten my dress as Marcello reached his hand to brush my hair down as they were all disheveled due to his molesting. His intimate gesture alarmed me that I swatted his hand before I could think of something else and he retaliated with a grin and bent down to pull my dress making it perfect.

"Hey, call me Stefano and I'm blessed to meet my daughter." He joked with glaring eyes.

His mother, seeing the exchange, laughed out loud and pulled me for a hug, making me shocked. "I'm Eleanor, you can call me mom, mother, Ele whatever suits you more. I'm thrilled to see my son finally having someone with that rock in your hand."

My heart plummeted into my chest as Marcello smoothly wrapped an arm behind my waist and pulled me to his side, the gesture oddly reassuring hearing his mother's words but it was simply another act. "I would like it, if she calls you mom, after all she is going to be my better half."

He gave me a meaningful but teasing look and I flushed. "Hmmm...I....Okay." I utter softly.

Stefano beamed at us. "Then finally my dream of having a daughter is fulfilled. I'm glad you chose this worthless piece. I welcome you to my family like my own, Ava. Let me give you a proper introduction." He pointed his finger at the man who was silently staring at me. "That's Giovanni, my late brother's son and Marcello cousin who is now also your cousin."

The guy nodded at me and I also nodded back with a soft smile. "I hope in future we can meet without watching you hop on my brother's face." He blurted out, suddenly making Eleanor hit him on the shoulder.

I nervously chewed my bottom lips and Marcello chuckled, "That we cannot guarantee."

"Pleasure to meet you Giovi...Giovany" I frowned as I couldn't pronounce his name properly.

Surprise registered on his face before he broke into a smile "Pleasure all mine. You can call me Gio or G. Simple Enough?" He amusedly replied.

"Of course," I said with a nod.

Marcello's hand on my waist gave a slight squeeze and I glanced up at him and found him frowning at me. He never mentioned his cousin brother to me but I could tell just by watching these two that they don't like each other much.

Gio nodded at Marcello who in return glared at him which can burn a hole through his heart.

"Alright kids, now that we've all greeted you enough, let's head inside and start eating. I'm already drooling thinking about all the tasty dishes, àmore prepared." Stefano announced as he pushed his wife inside who pinch him in his stomach making him yell.

I looked at them with greedy eyes as they were looking at each other with love blooming in their eyes. Marcello's clasp his hand on my waist, as we lagged behind the rest of them.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Marcello murmured to me. "They are ecstatic to meet you."

I only nodded and slowly uttered "What about Gio?"

He became silent for a moment. "He'll come around." He said nonchalantly.

"What if they find out about our truth?" I spoke with a small groan as we walked up the large, fully air conditioned hall. "They won't buy the whole crap, I already told you they know me better than I know myself. But they don't know you, so they won't understand why you are marrying me."

He glanced down at me with a smirk, his eyes darken with meaning. "And I think after seeing us earlier in the backseat like that, they can figure out one or two reasons why we're with each other."

"It was a cheap trick, you pulled them." I hissed at him under my breath, elbowing him on the side as my face flamed in embarrassment at the reminder of our steamy make-out session in the back of his car.

I struggled not to remember the feel and the taste of his mouth, his hand all over my breast, the fire that replaced the blood in my veins. And I failed utterly when he laughed softly and leaned more into me brushing his lips on my ear " But you like it."

I ground out, hoping that he was getting my full impact of my glare. "I didn't like it."

Thoroughly amused, he suddenly hooked his arms around my waist and lifted me up against his chest which was vibrating with laughter as I let out a shriek before I could think better of.

"Everything okay?" Stefano's statement sounded puzzling but amused.

Marcello swung me from one arm to another as he grinned to his father who halted in a long staircase and gave us a look "Yeah, yeah. I'm just showing her our family rituals. We carry our bride in our arms when we enter the house for the first time."

"But you are not married yet." Eleanor raised her brows but a smile broke out on her face.

"We are just practicing, Mom." He smiles and I hiss in embarrassment. "Put me down, you bastard." I murmured as I hid my face against his neck in mortification.

"I'll put you down, if you admit that you liked it. You're not a very good liar, Ava." His face turned to me an inch apart as he slowly whispered in my ear making me shiver.

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