Alessia Mancini
Giovanni's strong hands gripped my waist, effortlessly lifting me onto his lap. The silk of my dress whispered against his tailored suit as he positioned me sideways, my legs draped over his thighs. His breath was hot on my neck as he buried his face there, lips trailing a sensuous path along my sensitive skin.
A shiver ran through me, only partially feigned. "Are they still watching, mia leonessa?" he murmured, the low rumble of his voice vibrating against me.
I tangled my fingers in his thick dark hair, nails scraping lightly against his scalp as I leaned in closer. The spicy notes of his cologne enveloped me, familiar yet still intoxicating. "Oh yes," I breathed, my lips brushing the shell of his ear.
My gaze flicked up, meeting Alessandro's watchful eyes across the
