Chapter 9
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Isabella tried to shrug at the prospect of this offer but she just couldn’t think of any way to turn it down.
“I have a condition Mr Moretti.” Smirking at him.
“Do you now? Enlighten me tesoro.”
She crossed her legs tightly, the way he said her name in that tone made her feel so wanton. Her thighs clenched at the sound of her name.
“You have to approve and release a statement yourself.”
Isabella heard him growl and it made her wonder how that would feel with her hands on his chest while he growled like that.
“Dinner first then statement then Monaco. Agreed?”
He glanced at her, waiting for her. Isabella got up from the couch and held out her hand.
“Agreed.”
Santo got up and held her hand in his. He heard her gasp, she must have felt that connection as well.
“I’ll pick you up at seven.”
“I’ll be ready, sir.” She smirked at him, the little tease.
Santo pulled her close to him, hooking a finger under her chin, growling at her.
“You sure you want to tease me il mia piccolo?”
He moved one hand around her waist and the other hand held the nape of her neck, forcing Isabella to meet his eyes. He saw her eyes beaming with lust and excitement. Santo buried his mouth on her neck, Isabella felt his breath on her skin and it thrilled her.
“Oh my oooh.” She moaned.
He moved his mouth slowly towards her ear and had the delight of hearing her curse.
“Behave il mia piccolo or else.” He commanded as the hand that was near her waist moved to her derriere. He gave her a light smack and heard her yelp.
“What if I don’t behave sir?” She asked in a sultry voice.
She felt him growl again, making her whimper. Santo sensually brushed his fingers against her soft skin until his fingers found her core, stroking her torturously slow. Thank f**k she chose to wear a dress today.
“Uh Santo.”
“Cazzo tesoro, you are so wet, is that for me?”
He didn’t wait for an answer as he thrusted his fingers into her, Isabella’s eyes closed and her head rolled back. Her lips parted and her cheeks were flushed. He increased the pressure of his fingers and saw her eyelashes flutter. Her body moved against him, making his fingers sink deeper into her p***y.
“Tesoro, you’re so tight.”
She grabbed onto his shoulders and latched onto it. Santo’s mouth devoured hers, hungrily. He felt this urgent need to consume her. Raw hunger exploded inside of Isabella and she rocked harder and faster against his fingers.
“Please Santo, let me come.”
“No. You were teasing me and now I am punishing you.”
“Santo please.” She cried out in a hoarse voice.
He kissed her neck, withdrew his fingers and let her go gently.
He saw how utterly ravished she looked like, he took a deep breath and regained control.
“Go write up your proposal for the speech and I’ll do the same. We’ll compare notes at dinner, remember to pack a bag. We will leave straight after.”
He watched as her cute button nose nostrils flare at him, her eyes glaring at him.
“I hate you.”
“No il mia piccolo, you don’t. You just hate that I won’t let you come.”
Isabella smirked at him, “I have toy panties, so maybe I’ll use one of them.”
Santo growled at her, “Isabella do not test me.”
Isabella back away from him, slowly making her way to the door. She opened it and looked back at him.
“I have one in my office drawer, I may use it.” She giggled then slammed his door and ran to the elevator.
Santo pulled out his phone and called the security.
“Yes, have the elevator stopped immediately. Now!”
He went out to check if she was still on his floor but she wasn’t. He went back into his office and picked up her glasses and jacket that she left there and took off after her. He used his private elevator to get to her office then he phoned security to let the elevator run again.
When Isabella opened the door to her office Santo was there waiting.
“You cheated.”
He smiled at her, “All is fair in love and war il mia piccolo.”
He watched her wrinkle her nose and huff. “What do you want?”
He handed over her spectacles and jacket. “Give me the remote to your toy panties.”
“Santo no.”
“Tesoro, you are not allowed to come. Give it.”
“No.” She protested weakly.
“I will ask one more time Isabella and remember I will punish you for this, now hand it over.”
She rolled her eyes, annoyed at him then moved to the fourth drawer to retrieve the remote and slammed it in his hands.
“Thank you baby.”
He grabbed her face and kissed her so passionately she felt giddy. She held onto him and begged for more. He pulled away from her.
“I will see you at dinner and do not wear another body-con dress tesoro. That is for me only.”
“Just leave.”
He chuckled as he left her office.
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