♥ Chapter 25♥

Isabella Conti.

I took a deep breath, trying to take my mind off the bathroom. I went to the closet, and as I opened it, my eyes widened at the immensity of the space. It felt like I had entered another room.

'' My God. '' I went in and was shocked to realize that on the left were his clothes, while on the right were mine.

Jesus, beloved, how many clothes? I even saw sandals, high heels, and shoes.

How did he get all this? And when did he buy them? I was even more surprised to see, to the right, a huge room full of the best curly hair creams. I put my hand to my mouth, perplexed. Does he really expect me to use these things?

And the most interesting thing is that the clothes aren't those elegant, luxurious pieces. They're simple, but I can see that the fabric is of the highest quality. Did he really do all this for me? There are more clothes in here than I have at home. It's impressive how he's taken care to offer options that suit me, even if they're simple, showing that he cares about my comfort and style. It makes me wonder how much he's really willing to invest in me and our relationship.

I let out another sigh and opened a drawer where the underwear was, noticing that they were also made of the finest fabrics. I chose black pants and a bra in the same color, both with an impeccable finish.

Looking through the hanging clothes, I chose a wine-red dress that caught my eye. As I tried it on, I saw that it fitted my body perfectly, highlighting my curves. Although simple, the dress was elegant and charming, with an above-the-knee length that made it even more attractive.

I'm worried about using the creams. Are they really for me? Maybe I should just put my hair up and do it at home.

'' You look perfect, my precious. '' I was startled by his presence in the closet.

I looked at him, who was wearing only a towel around his waist, and took a closer look at his scars. I never thought that a man with so many scars could be so attractive and sexy. Furthermore, I'd better stop thinking about it; I don't want to get these pants dirty.

''Thank you. '' I replied, looking away from his impressive body.

He moved closer, standing right in front of me. I had to lift my face up, as he was much taller than me.

'' I like knowing that I have that effect on you. I can see that just by looking at me, I awaken the desire and excitement in your body. '' He slid his hand around my waist. ''You don't have to hide your feelings, precious. I'll do anything to satisfy you.

I looked away, feeling my face heat up with shame.

"I-I feel very embarrassed...You make me sound like a pervert. "He laughed softly.

''That's normal, precious. You're discovering something new. But I can't wait for you to get used to it, because you'll be crazy looking for me to satisfy you.

He kissed my cheek, surprising me.

''Now, I've noticed that you're afraid of something. What is it? '' How does he know that? '' I can see you're surprised, but I'm a mafioso, darling. I understand body language very well.

I bit my lips.

'' The creams... Can I really use them? "I asked rather fearfully.

''Of course, it's all yours. Only you can use them. '' I looked at him.

''When did you buy these things? ''He walked past me and into his room, picking up a pair of underpants.

''Just yesterday, I sent my maid to buy all these clothes for you and all these creams. I want my wife to have the best clothes and the best creams. You can use them.

I watch him remove the towel and realize that even though he's flaccid, his cock is huge. I wonder how it's going to fit me when we meet for the first time.

'' Darling, don't look at me like that. Because I might as well throw my self-control in the garbage can and take you back to the bedroom, making you officially mine. '' He dictated seriously, and I noticed that his gaze became even more intense, making me look away.

'' Right. '' I walk over to the creams and notice that there's even a bench for me to sit on.

I started to comb my hair, feeling a mixture of nervousness and curiosity as I used the cream. Every movement of the brush was meticulous, and I could feel his attentive gaze on me, following every gesture.

The cream glided smoothly through my hair, leaving it soft and fragrant. I was surprised by the quality of the products and the care he had taken in choosing them for me.

As I finished my hair, I noticed that his eyes were still fixed on me, as if he were hypnotized by the process. It was a strange feeling, but exciting at the same time, to have his attention so intensely focused on me.

Finally, I finished fixing my hair and looked up at him, finding his gaze still fixed on me and a smile on his lips, as if he were satisfied with what he saw.

'' I could spend hours watching you, precious. You look beautiful-an impeccable jewel. '' I realized that he hadn't even gotten ready because he was so focused on me.

'' Aren't you going to get ready? '' He ran his tongue over his lips, a gesture that made my body shiver, remembering what that tongue did to me earlier today.

'' Right. '' I'd better not even look.