“You ran someone over?!” Antonio’s voice rose,
“I think so.”
“Then fix it! Get out of the car and tell the bodyguards to fix this problem. Settle with whoever that is and get back in here.” Antonio’s voice roared while the chauffeur scurried out of the car.
Antonio relaxed and loosened his tie and turned to look at Amora. She was asleep, her hair spilling over her face and shoulders.
She looked tired, pitiful and sensuous. He could feel his body reacting to Amora’s seductive sight.
He drifted closer peering closer into her face, he placed his large palm on her lap and caressed her softly, she stirred a bit which sent shocking waves down his system. Amora’s body responds so well to his touch.
He lifted his hand and brought it to her half-exposed cleavage, he started to breathe he
