HER DEEPEST DARKEST DESIRES

CHAPTER THREE

STEFAN

I wanted a moment of solitary. A moment of peace of mind where I could be on my own without the clatter of plates and spoons and chatter between whose alliance is stronger than the one. I had always loved a me time where I could be in my own little world for little time. But I had always asked for too much.

Since I lost my dad to his enemies because of his recklessness and trustworthy nature, I have vowed never to have anything tied to trust with anyone except myself. So to say I have trust and commitment issues. I'm always edgy around people and everything regardless of who is involved including my close relatives, cousins alike. My father was killed through betrayal.

I became the youngest don in the Metropolitan city of Milan at the age of 25 and it has been so till date because I closed off every emotion except anger. I'm been called a monster no one wants to give their daughter out for marriage for fear of being killed but they all want to form alliances or need a favor from me. Motherfuckers....

Well.... I've been an orphan for the longest of time. I classify myself an orphan because who is freaking proud of showing off his alcoholic and crack bathed mom.I had to send her off to the rehab for sometime now while I deal with my own s**t.

My cousin was to form an alliance with Don Russo in exchange for his daughter's hand in marriage. Like I said earlier, I don't concern myself with these matters. Marriage itself is an institution I would rather not go through. My cousin dragged me here...literally it be a backup Incase the Russo's decide to go against plan.

I walked up the stairs with a glass of red wine I was offered by the servers. I decided to take a look around the house while staying in my own little world. I love solitude. While walking, I bumped into a solid wall,the whole place was dimly lit, I don't know why and don't care. But the glass I was sipping from, fell from my hand and shattered. That was when I felt someone's presence other than mine. I have always been very sensitive when it came to my safety and also observant.

Then I saw her. The rumors about her didn't do her justice. She was ethereal.... She was crouched down examined the shattered glass which escaped. She must not have noticed my presence because she stood too quickly and bumped into me.She was a very sexy, stunning woman. I question any man who doesn’t have the balls to ask her outright to bed.

She had the most beautiful eyes ever like the color of a hazelnut tree. Greenish brown color. They were so beautiful I could keep looking at them forever. This is was the most talked about daughter of Don Russo Adelaide Russo. She had ass like those a porn star and face like that of a porcelain doll. She wore black fish tail dinner dress that suited her curves perfectly and made her stand out. I doubt she was that tall because she had on a six inch heels .... Red bottoms. Don't seem shocked because I have a lot of women's attention thrown my way so I happen to come across all these. Like I said they didn't matter until her.....

She was breathtaking with luscious lips painted bright red the color of blood...

Blood .... Ohhh how I wanted those lips around my c**k while smearing her lipstick. I really cannot be thinking her moth around my c**k when she is getting married to my cousin but I just can't help it.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when she stumbled backwards and almost fell.. how clumsy.. I held her and pulled her to me and she was pressed against me her breast brushed my chest which sent blood rushing to my groins..

After a moment, she seemed to break out of her reverie because she was staring straight into my eyes. She had lots of questions and is that misery I see.. She had dark and painful glint which was hooded in her eyes .. My eyes found her lips again and I once again imagined her lips around my c**k with her eyes watering from taking my c**k deep into her throat.

Before my mind made me do something stupid, I turned and walked out without a backward glance.