Chapter 25

HAZEL'S POV~





"Right here, right now."





I could hear my heart beating loudly within my chest as he pulled me even closer. It sounded like a reminder of all I've been missing. For the first time in a long time, I felt human. Like I am a person deserving of love and these feelings I had.



He pulled back looking into my eyes, I stared back mesmerized by how handsome he was. He radiates pure, raw male masculinity.



"I feel like I can do this forever and not get bored," he whispered with s slight smirk. I too felt the same way. He lay flush against me careful not to put his weight on me. I felt every service of his muscles through the suit he wore. I wanted as he trailed tiny open-mouthed kisses on my neck until he reached a spot that sent heat waves down my core. I moaned as he groaned sucking on that spot. I could barely think.



Fuck it!



I didn't want to think at all. All I want is to enjoy every bit of this moment right here right now. He connected our lips once more, I moaned against his mouth as he deepened the kiss, biting my bottom lip and shoving his tongue into my mouth. I felt my toes tingle at the taste of him.





Oh my! I could barely breathe.



I felt something hard press onto my tights and without thinking I moved to grind on it. I felt him grow harder against me. He moved a hand to my hips holding me down to pause my movement, I tilted my face even more to meet his.



"Fiore, we need to stop," he groaned out leaving kisses on my jaw.



"Yes, we do," I managed to say before directing his head back to my lips. We were absorbed into another series of passionate kisses. At this point, we were dry-humping each other.



"Matteo," I moaned out his name caressing his back. "We need to stop now."



"Uhmm..."



"Matteo," I repeated holding him closer to me. My body was doing another thing while I said a different thing. He finally pulled back, getting off me. I breathed out in the silence of the room. Turning to him on the bed, I watched as he caught his breath while resting an arm on his forehead. He noticed my stare giving me a smile and a small kiss on the forehead before getting off the bed.



I watched him pull off his clothes one after the other while he watched me intently. He still had that look on, I was expecting him to call this a mistake and disappear like he usually would instead he was standing in front of me naked in all his glory. Wait? Did I just say naked? Oh my! He is naked like all clothes off naked.



My eyes trailed down his muscled pecs, I've always known he had a nice build but gosh all those suits didn't do any justice to his real form, and not to talk about the tattoos. Different inked designs and drawing littered across his skin. I stared until my eyes finally reached that down area.



Holy crap, he was big!





"Like what you see?" He asked with a smirk on his face. I groaned laying back down on the bed. Heat flushed on my face at the fact he caught me staring. "There's nothing to be shy about. I know I'm gifted and I won't mind if you wanted to take a picture so it lasts longer" he added arrogantly.



Deciding to bruise his ego I scoffed. "Oh yeah? Sorry buddy but I've seen better," he faced immediately squeezed into a scowl and he began walking to the bed still naked. I jumped off Immediately putting my two arms out in front of me.



"At least put on fucking some pants or something," I screamed blushing with wide eyes. He burst into a kind of laughter that exposed his white dents making his eyes shine brightly. I watched in wonder because this was the first I ever saw him laugh, the sounds of it were something I could never get used to.



"Is something on my face?" He asked wiping his face. "Why are you staring at me like that?"



"Nothing. It's just," I paused. "I've never seen you like that," he cocked his head.



" Like how?" He asked.



"Like this. Happy, smiling even to the point of laughing," and like that, it was gone like it never happened. His face turned tore as he grumbled some words under his breath before turning and walking through another door of what I guess was a bathroom. Giving me a view of another thing he was hiding.



"Nice ass" I called out before he slammed the door shut behind him.

Alone, I finally looked around the room observing the place. I was guessing this was his room because it had a similar theme to the one back home. I saw a picture on the bed stand, I walked over picking it up to see a younger-looking version of Mikhail and Matteo smiling at the camera. They both looked young and innocent but there was still that cold hurt looks in their eyes. It was more evident in Matteo's, even though he smiled he had this dark look like a part of him was missing.



Mikhail looked playful with a goofy smile on his lips but his eyes held hurt, I'm guessing it was from the hard years of his childhood. Even with all that, one would tell that those two were definitely Heartbreakers in their teen years because of all that handsomeness.





I placed it back before walking around the room, his desk and chair were in the corner by the window which had a view of a lake surrounded by trees. I breathed in as I rested on the railing enjoying the cool breeze and view. I made a mental note to tell one of the guys to take me there sometime, I have always been drawn to nature, especially this kind. The lake seemed very familiar to me and I can't recall why but it was almost like I'd been down there before.



"I see you are enjoying the view," Matteo said snapping me out of my thoughts as he rested on the wall. I smiled at him secretly admiring his now clean features. He wore grey joggers with a black colored wife beater. This was the first time I have ever seen him in anything but a suit. He looked good.



"Some clothes have been laid out on the bed for you. You can go wash off now," he added still watching me with an unusual look.



"What?" I asked smiling.



"You... you," he started but stopped waving me off, and entering back I followed him quickly.



"Hey don't leave me hanging like that. Say what you want to say," he stopped walking making me bump into him.



" Nope," he replied popping the p.



"Please," I groaned grabbing onto his arm.



"Hazel just go wash off first," he gestured to the clothes on the bed. A white shirt layered with some shorts and socks.



"Okay," I picked them off. "Show me to my room," he stared silently at me for some time. " What?"



"Which room?" He asked raising an eyebrow.



"My room duh or is there some other name you Italians call it here," I responded trying to sound cheeky.



"I'll pretend like that statement wasn't racist and for your information, there's no other room for you except this one," he pointed down to emphasize what he meant.



"What do you mean by there's no other room? I can't stay in the same room with you."



"And why's that?"



"I don't know if you've noticed but we can't be in the same space without wanting to kill ourselves," I replied stating the obvious besides I'm not sure of how much self-control I can muster especially with him looking like that.



" You say that now but we were doing the exact opposite of that some minutes ago or didn't you notice?" I blushed at that statement. I don't know if he was trying to be sound but if that's what he was doing someone helps me tell him he's joking.



"Matteo we can't..."



"Oh yes we can" he cut me off, " we could because we are engaged remember? And if we don't want every single person in this house to question our relationship you better get your stubborn ass into that bathroom and wash off," he demanded pointing to the bathroom door. Just when I start tolerating him he comes again with his usual annoying accented voice forcing his opinions on me. I knew he was making a good point but that rebellious part of me couldn't just let him win like that.



"Then bear it in mind that I wouldn't be sleeping anywhere next to you." I pointed at a small couch in the corner without thinking.



"That spot is mine," I regretted saying that almost immediately. Even a newborn baby will feel uncomfortable there not to talk more of a grown-ass adult like me. But my stubbornness took the better of me.



"Okay, no problem," Matteo replied shrugging. He smirked at me as if sensing my distaste but didn't say anything.



"Okay," I nodded before walI king to the bathroom and slamming the doors behind me.