Amora was taken aback, “The house belongs to me?” She pointed to herself and the large house in front of her.
Antonio’s lips curled into a smirk as he spoke, his eyes fixed intently on her. “Are you surprised?” he asked, his voice low and confident. “I told you that I would do anything for you if you were to become my mistress.” He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin. “And I meant it,” he added, a hint of promise in his tone.
Amora leapt towards Antonio, hugging him tightly, “Oh my God!!” She exclaimed.
He kissed her on her face with his arms around her waist, “You’re my Bambino, I’m supposed to do anything to make you happy.”
With a slight smile on her face, she asked him confidently, “Do I make you happy?” He responded with a nod, affirming her question.
“You’re a good
