The charm of Mr. De Luca

Come With Me

Mia's pretty face looks so clear, even though it looks pale with nude lipstick on. Her gray brown eyes stared meaningfully at Matteo who was not blinking at the girl who had always slipped into his heart and mind for the past three years.

“Have I told you that you look more beautiful?” mishik Matteo lirih.

Mia's lips clenched. His muscles seemed stiff to face the figure of a man who was so close to him at this moment. Especially when Matteo's fingers touched Mia's cheeks and lips gently, making the girl seem frozen. I don't know where his strength and courage were.

“Didn't there be a little longing for me, Mia?” Matteo leaned his face even more. A little more, he will melt those ripe and charming lips. However, unfortunately before Matteo's wish was fulfilled, the loud ringing of the phone forced him to retreat.

“I'm sorry, Mia. I have to answer the phone,” Matteo immediately reached into the phone from behind his coat pocket. “What's Damiano?”

Mia observed Matteo's face suddenly turning tense. He seemed to be talking seriously with someone, to the point of not paying attention to Mia who was inching, stepping slowly without making a sound towards the door of her apartment. Slowly, Mia opened the door, then turned the key. As much as possible does not cause a sound that will make Matteo turn around.

The door was already slightly open, a little more his body would be outside the apartment. However, one thing that was forgotten, he left his handbag on the living room sofa.

“You forgot your little bag, Bella,” suddenly Matteo was standing next to Mia while reaching out. His favorite handbag is in Matteo's grasp. Mia's chest was pounding fast seeing her action caught.

“I'm sorry, mia way. I can't let you out,” Matteo closed the apartment door and locked it. Unexcusefully, he hugged Mia tightly and kissed her lips. Not only that, Matteo also carried Mia's body without removing the link of their lips. For a moment, Matteo stopped his action and asked Mia, “May I have you this time? Here?”

As if hypnotized, Mia nodded softly as she wrapped her hands tighter, as Matteo led her into the room.

The roar of soft breath, adorning the room with that white feel. On the bed layered sheets of matching color, Mia easily resigned in the charm of a Matteo de Luca. The man is indeed like a magnet that can attract the attention of girls, including Mia who initially balked at the presence of Matteo.

However, after a long time they can finally repeat the good memories of the night where Matteo went without saying goodbye to Palermo. Mia must admit, if the events of that night had changed her life very drastically. He seemed obsessed with the man, so his logic became flawed when he faced directly with the temptation given by Matteo.

Long ago, Mia tried to escape the shadow of the prowess of a Matteo de Luca. While Matteo was having trouble to throw away the memories of how gentle a Mia was.

Yeah, everything feels so different. Clearly very different. Everything Matteo feels when he makes love to the aggressive and passionate Camilla. Matteo seemed to be able to express all his anger there.

However, another case with when he made love with Mia. All the anger and emotions that he had difficulty controlling, instantly disappeared and decayed in the tenderness of the young woman. Matteo became so calm. He tries to follow the smooth rhythm that flows from every touch he feels. It was as if he was hypnotized by a melodious song that led him to sleep soundly.

 

From behind, Matteo moved slowly. All of his clumsiness was invisible at the time. It turned very soft and made Mia even more washed away. I don't know how many times, the beautiful man took him to the highest peak. However, it seemed that Matteo did not want to stop. “Are you satisfied, Mia?” whiskey Matteo. The man kissed Mia's back shoulder which was overgrown with fine feathers and became a special attraction for Matteo.

Mia did not answer. He just nodded slowly with his breath still cringing. The sound of his village sounded so soft. It was inconceivable that a girl like Mia, was able to bring out a painful scorn for a Matteo. However, luckily Matteo was able to understand that. He was very understanding of the attitude Mia showed. After all, everything had been treated with every droplet of sweat that had soaked the bodies of the two back then.

Matteo hugged Mia's body tighter and tighter. Moments later, the man ended the game on the morning of the afternoon.

For a moment, Mia was silent. While Matteo still hugged him from behind with a warm heavy sigh behind the neck which was also decorated with fine feathers. Matteo could see that clearly, as he flicked Mia's long hair to the side.

“I'm so tired, Mia,” whispered Matteo. “I want to rest near you, and keep hugging you like this,” he continued while burying his face behind Mia's neck. While Mia was silent. He was thinking of something, but I don't know what it was. Only he knows.

“Sleep, Theo,” said Mia quietly without changing position. He grabbed his cell phone and contacted an employee at the restaurant. "Mary. It's me Florecita" said Mia when her call was connected. "Tell your friends, today the restaurant is closed. I'll call again, if my business is done," without further ado, Mia ended her phone call and put the phone back on the table.

A few moments later, Mia looked behind her. Matteo was already asleep while continuing to hug him tightly. The man seemed to be very exhausted. Mia was silent for a moment. The young lady pensively pensively without changing her position. Until a few moments later. Mia started moving. Slowly, he released himself from the man's embrace. Mia then went to the bathroom and went back to clean herself, from the remnants of sweat and Matteo's body scent that stuck to her body.

He should have been at the restaurant by now, instead of being busy wrestling with the man he hated so much. Mia felt that she was so dirty. Why is he so weak when faced with the charm of Matteo which is very difficult for him to deny. That feeling was indeed too strong despite having tried to fight him.

There was a speck of regret, for he easily returned to Matteo's arms. The taste is raging in the chest. Immediately turned off the shower flowing profusely over her head, Mia then grabbed a towel and wrapped the towel to cover her body as much as her chest and thighs.

With his hair still wet, he stepped out of the bathroom and looked at the man who was sleeping under his bed blanket. Mia then stepped forward and got closer to the bed. However, his gaze was now fixed on the gun lying just like that on the table next to the bed. Matteo carries a gun wherever he goes. Usually, the firearm is always hidden behind his coat.

Without a second thought, Mia grabbed the gun. He then climbed on Matteo's body and sat right on the belly of the man who was still asleep in his sleep. As if not thinking about what the consequences would be, Mia pointed the gun she was holding towards Matteo, making the gray-eyed man immediately open his eyes. Sharp, the man's pair of gray eyes stared at Mia.

"Mia?"

"I want you to die in my hands, Matteo de Luca!" mia growled with fingers that were ready to pull the trigger.