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Hidden Away [Mafioso Book#2] By Serena B. Light Characters: 15274

Updated: 2018-10-27 13:37

"Just this one exception, huh, " Serafina moaned into his mouth breathlessly, groaning when he tugged at her hair.

"You're the one who called me, " Alessio grunted in effort, sweat beading their foreheads as he gently nibbled on the skin of her shoulder. .

"A girl..." She gasped at the sensation, throwing her head back with a groan. "Has needs, "

"Or you just like me fucking you, "

"Ha ha, "

"Fuck, I'm close, " Alessio groaned into her neck, Serafina feeling her own release drawing near with the knot tightening in her stomach.

Picking up his pace, he braced himself against the headboard, both of them struggling to get enough air as they grunted and moaned in their haze of pleasure. Alessio released with a growl as Serafina clutched onto him, her release drawing near as she came undone with the cry of a name.

"Paolo, " She moaned, clutching at his back as she came undone beneath him, writhing and panting.

Alessio collapsed on top of her, worn from their actions as his heart dropped in his stomach and he could taste bile rising in his throat. Not even having regained his breathing, he got off her, disposing the condom before hastily pulling on his clothes.

"Where are you going?" She laughed breathlessly seeing him struggling with the shirt. "If you're going to treat this like a one night stand at least allow me the chance to fall asleep before you run off into the dark." She teased, pulling the sheets to her chest, being greeted by silence.

"Geez, I feel like a booty call."

"Oh no, " He laughed humourlessly finally, buttoning his jeans into place. "I'm the booty call here, Ms. Regnante."

"Ms. Regnante?" Serafina chuckled in confusion, pulling on her discarded sleeping shirt and stepping out of bed. "What's with that?"

"Just the facts, madam, "

"Alessio?" She spoke in confusion, making her way towards him as he was searching for his shoes. "What's wrong?"

Serafina placed a hand against his shoulder, taken aback when he shrugged her off, struggling to put his shoes on.

"Nothing other than the fact that my name isn't Paolo, " Alessio stood from his hunched position, walking over to her side table and grabbing his things, making his way towards the door.


"-Have a good night, ma'am." He spoke monotonously and closed the door behind him.

Walking down the stairs, he slipped out the kitchen door, jumping over the backyard fence and into the neighbor's yard before walking towards the gate, arriving at the yard of the house parallel. Sneaking across the darkness, he stepped onto the side walk, unlocking his BMW before settling behind the wheel, not even giving it a moment's thought before driving away.

It wasn't until he arrived at his bachelor pad did he crumble. With his hands against his hips, he had trouble catching his breath, feeling like he wasn't getting enough air, his lungs straining as he rubbed at his chest, trying to ease the pain. Shaking his head at himself, he poured himself a glass of scotch and downing it in one go. Pouring himself another, he made his way towards his sofa, collapsing against the cushions before turning on some rock music, the sound reverberating throughout his home as he downed the glass once more, pouring another glass and downing that just as fast.

"She was never yours, to begin with, Romano, " He spoke to the empty room, raising his refilled glass. "She never will be, " Alessio grumbled in distaste and downed the contents once more, groaning at the burning before putting the glass away, already feeling light headed and tipsy.

Struggling to his feet, he stumbled across the floor, turning off the music and making his way into his bedroom. Not even bothering to turn on the lights, he stripped out of his clothes before collapsing on his bed, falling asleep even before his head hit the pillow.

He was awoken by the sound of his phone. Groaning, he pulled himself up, picking up the phone and calling into it.

"Hello?" His voice was husky and groggy, a clear indication of him having just woken up.

"Rough night?" The voice on the other end asked as Alessio groaned in response. "I'll take it as a yes, "

"What do you want, Filippo?"

"Well, my shift ended about an hour ago, and I'm waiting for you to get here, so-"

"-Fuck!" Alessio exclaimed, jumping out of bed and towards his washroom. "I'll be there in 15 minutes."

"We're at the estate."

"Make that 25."

"Alright, " Filippo chuckled before hanging up.

Taking a quick shower, Alessio hastily put on his suit, struggling with the t

t of a princess. Everyone knows that the servant and princess can never be."

Serafina looked at him in silence, never having even thought of what he would have felt, it never occurred to her that her bodyguard was in love with her long before she initiated anything with him. It suddenly occurred to her the pain he must have gone through when she was walking down the aisle to someone else and he never once spoke against her late fiancé, much less gave even a hint of his true feelings for her.

"I'm sorry, " He heaved out, rubbing his eyes with his thumb and index finger. "Please just...leave..."

"Alessio, " Serafina called out to him gently, walking towards him as he shook his head.

"Please, ma'am...just..."

"Hey, it's Serafina, " She informed him gently, cupping his chin into her fingers and turning his face to be looking at her. "My name is Serafina."

"You shouldn't be here..." He trailed, shaking his head. "You should never have come here..."

"You're not feeling like yourself, " Serafina murmured gently, placing a kiss against one of his bloodshot eyes before moving to the other. "You're sick and I'm going to take care of you."

"No, you need to leave." Alessio pulled out of her hold. "The guards will tell your brother and he will know. Please just go, Serafina."

"I don't want to; I want to stay here with you-"

"-I don't want you here." He interjected, moving away as a pang of hurt shot through her. "Please, don't make this any harder than it already is, just go home, I can take care of myself."


"Fuck, Serafina!" He threw his head back in frustration, whirling around at her again. "Just go-!"

He didn't even get to complete his sentence before she had cupped his face into her hands, kissing him with a feverish need. Alessio kissed back just as desperately, but then tried to push her way, trying to struggle with her as gently as possible because he wanted to kiss her – God, he wanted to kiss her – but he knew he couldn't, that he shouldn't.

"Serafina, " He groaned, pulling back just to relent and kiss her again, before pushing her away again. "We can't do this, Salvatore will-"

"I'll handle Salvatore, " Serafina murmured against his lips, pushing his bathrobe off him. "But for now, it's just you and me, okay? Don't think about anything else other than the fact that I am right here for you."


"-Shut up and kiss me, Romano."

And he did, he kissed her like there was no tomorrow because there might not be for him. He couldn't bring himself to get enough of her. Craving her, needing her, his body yearning for her. Stumbling across the floor of his bachelor pad the two stumbled against tables and furniture, their need too acute to pull away from each other. Both of them leaving a trail of clothes in their wake as they collapsed onto his bed, Serafina clutching at his wet tresses before turning them over, straddling his waist as she pinned him down, the look in her blue eyes telling him that she had had control over him tonight.

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