Alessia Mancini
As the heavy oak door clicked shut behind us, the sudden silence of Giovanni's opulent villa enveloped us. The air felt charged, crackling with unspoken tension and desire. I turned to face him, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure he could hear it.
Without hesitation, I rose onto my tiptoes, my fingers grasping his collar. The crisp fabric of his expertly tailored suit felt cool against my skin as I tugged him down towards me. Our lips met in a searing kiss, and I felt a jolt of electricity course through my body.
Giovanni's strong arms encircled my waist, pulling me flush against him. The solid warmth of his chest pressed against mine, and I could feel the rapid beat of his heart matching my own frantic rhythm.
As we broke apart for air, I gazed up at him, my breath
