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rhythmically and watched her.
    “What’s going to be changing?” She was intoxicated by his very nearness. Everything he was doing right now was going to her very core, her center. It was making her wet and eager for his hands to slide farther up her body.
    “Everything, Bella Mia.” She noticed he let his hand slide to the back of her knee and then down to her ankles again.
    “That’s very broad. Can you bring it down any?” Oh god was that her voice that came out all breathy and husky? Holy balls, it had been her talking. Good grief the way this man affected her was incredible.
    She watched as Gregorio smiled and had to chew her lower lip to keep from reaching out to touch him as well.
    When he moved a hand from her legs to brush at the sides of her lips she was surprised. “Don’t chew your lips, Bella. The last thing you want is to have them hurting as well. I can’t stand the thought of you hurting, even if it is self-inflicted so please, for me?”
    Wow, she couldn’t have been more surprised if he had suddenly sprouted wings and a horn. “Why?” She tilted her head slightly so his hand cupped her cheek.
    “Oh, Bella Mia, that is not the question to ask me right now. I’m trying very hard to be good.” Gregorio had shifted and moved so he was sitting at her hip instead of at her feet.
    She placed her hand on his knee, the expensive silk slacks soft under her hand. “Why?” She repeated her earlier question, because she truly wanted the answer to that question. She was desperate for it actually.
    His hand moved down her cheek and to her neck. She was shocked to her very core when with an almost pain filled growl, he pulled her close and kissed her. No, it was more than a kiss, it was a possession.
    Alessandra shifted so she could move closer to him. Her hands moved to wrap around his shoulders, and she molded her body as close to him as she could get. His kiss was so much more than a kiss. It was a possession, pure and simple. When he laid her back on her pillows and rose to his elbows above her, she wasn’t certain who was fighting for control more, him or the passionate desire she saw burning in his eyes.
    “The things you do to me.” He spoke very quietly, his lips brushing over hers once more.
    “The things you do to me.” She parroted his words back to him because she meant them. He made her whole body ache for more. He made her realize she was a twenty-one-year-old virgin, and he was a very viral and sexy man of thirty-three.
    He ran his thumb over her lower lip that was now kiss swollen and then once again brushed his lips to hers in the lightest of touches. “I came in to ensure you were okay, not to molest you.”
    “If I asked you to do more than make sure I’m okay?” She had one hand on his shoulder and the other over his heart.
    “If only I could right now, Bella.” He did however lean down and kissed her again. This kiss was different. The other had been passionate and consuming, but this one was more. This kiss was like he was branding her as his. This kiss was rough and almost angry. It was him ensuring she knew just who was in charge at the moment, and it certainly wasn’t her. “I will be back. Two days, Alessandra. You have two days to heal. When I come back for you I won’t accept no for an answer.”
    “I don’t think I could tell you no if I wanted to,” Alessandra confessed with her eyes locked with his.
    “Good.” He leaned down, nibbling along her jaw to her ear. “I have business to deal with; I have your father to deal with. Stay here for me. Stay safe for me.”
    “Okay.” She rubbed her cheek to his. She breathed in the scent that was all Gregorio and then pulled back. “I will wait for you.”
    The smile he gave her promised of a great many things. “I’m not an easy man, Alessandra. I’ve done things. I’m not a good man. You deserve better, but I would kill anyone that dared try to take you from me.”
    “And if I want you?” He said she