♥ Chapter 22♥

08:30: '' Alessio's house. '' Portevecchio.

Alessio Vecchio.

Her innocent look, yet full of desire, bewitched me from the first moment I saw her. I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by an overwhelming obsession with this girl, who seemed so far removed from the world I knew. She awakened something in me that I didn't know existed: a burning need to have her, to possess her completely.

When I saw her in that dress, my self-control was put to the test. Her gaze, full of desire, was like an invitation to lose myself in her seductive curves. And when I finally gave in to temptation and kissed her, I felt consumed by an overwhelming passion, as if nothing else mattered but the warmth of her body against mine.

Taking her into my bedroom was an act of pure instinct, a primal need to have her all to myself. Her breasts, her soft skin, her perfect pussy... every part of her was an invitation to the wildest lust. And when I saw her surrendering to my kisses, her surrender awakened in me an uncontrollable desire to possess her in every possible way.

Her hair, which was so different from the standards I knew, only served to increase my arousal. At that moment, nothing else mattered apart from the pleasure she gave me. I became a slave to her desires, eager to explore every inch of her body and take her to the heights of pleasure. She became my obsession and my doom, and I was willing to do anything to have her all to myself.

I felt impelled to explore every corner of her body, to guide her steps through unknown territories of pleasure and ecstasy. Every moan that escaped her lips was a symphony of delight that fed my own arousal, pushing me beyond the limits of what I knew.

And when I heard my name coming out of her mouth, amidst the sighs of pleasure, it was as if the whole world disappeared around us, leaving just the two of us wrapped in a frenzied dance of lust and desire. The mere sound of his voice, pronouncing my name with such devotion, was enough to ignite the passion burning inside me even more.

Her eyes, filled with desire and fascination, were like an irresistible invitation to dive into an ocean of shared pleasure. She didn't seem to care about my scars; she just found in them more reasons to give herself to me, body and soul, and this only served to increase my obsession with her.

I promised myself that I would guide her through a world of unknown pleasures, and that I would make her discover every nuance of the ecstasy I could provide.

The obsession I feel for this girl, despite the age difference, is something I can't deny. Not only did she accept me, she gave herself completely to me without reservation or hesitation. And that's why I'm willing to do anything to protect her-to keep her by my side.

No one would dare try to take her away from me, because anyone who dared to challenge this connection, this bond between us, would find only death in response. There is no room for interference or meddling in our relationship. She is mine, and I am hers, and nothing and no one can change that.

Her soft touch as she moves next to me brings me out of my thoughts. The soft light of dawn illuminates the room, revealing our naked bodies entwined. After a night of pleasure, she fell asleep in my arms, her calm, serene breathing filling the space around us. I watched her for a moment, contemplating her beauty as she slept peacefully.

Carefully, I wiped her body clean of sweat and our shared pleasure, even though she was still asleep, oblivious to the world around her. I couldn't help but admire every curve and every detail of her perfect body, feeling a mixture of desire and protection.

For hours on end, I stayed there, lost in contemplation, until I finally succumbed to sleep, letting myself be enveloped by the warmth of her body and the comfort of her arms.

The soft morning light illuminated the room as I watched her slowly open her beautiful eyes.

''Good morning, my precious.'' I whispered, pulling her closer to me. She seemed a little embarrassed, perhaps remembering what had happened the night before.

"There's no need to be embarrassed, precious. "I tried to reassure her, but she just buried her face in my neck, which made me let out a soft laugh at her innocence.

A mischievous smile formed on my lips as I grabbed her around the waist and brought her on top of me, eliciting a small cry of surprise from her.

''Alessio!'' she exclaimed when she saw me beneath her.

''What a wonderful sight. ''I commented, not allowing her to get off me. ''No running away; it's not allowed.

'' I'm embarrassed. '' Her voice trembled a little as she tried to cover her breasts.

'' You don't have to be ashamed of me, precious. I saw it all yesterday, just as you saw me. '' I slid my hands around her waist, admiring her beauty. ''So beautiful, so perfect. And so are mine. '' I whispered, keeping my gaze fixed on hers, increasing her shyness.

''S-Stop. ''She covered her face, embarrassed. ''Don't look at me like that... It's too embarrassing.

I couldn't resist and turned her on the bed again, now on top of her. I watched her with intensity, capturing every detail of her beauty as she lay beneath me, vulnerable and surrendered. My gaze overflowed with admiration and desire, reflecting all the passion I felt for her at that moment. Without hesitation, I leaned in to kiss her, putting aside any trivial concerns and surrendering to the heat of the moment.

Her sigh became a soft moan as we kissed, and every touch of our lips was charged with an overwhelming intensity. Her hands ran along my back, scratching lightly, while I held her tightly, wanting to merge our bodies into one. Every movement was filled with passion, as if we were losing ourselves in a hurricane of emotions. The heat of the moment consumed us, and I gave myself completely to this torrent of desire, knowing that she was mine, and I was hers.