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### Chapter 1: 1 - Early mornings
Imagine... It was early morning, and the crisp golden sunlight was slowly dancing through the curtains that you had forgotten to close last night, when you finally crawled under the quilt, eyes burning for sleep, after a long day of socialising at a very important gala with your boyfriend, and signing some very important alliances. You roll over, stretching your arms up and above your head, brushing your hair out of your face as you admire the three day beard on the man next to you, your eyes scanning his strong facial structure, his long lashes resting on his cheeks as he slept. His muscular scent grew stronger as you inhaled, resting your face on the pillow next to his. A soft groan escaped his lips as the golden morning sun touched his sleeping eyes, burying his face in the white (overly expensive) pillow. "Turn off the fucken sun," He grumbles, tugging you impossibly closer to him, as you let out a giggle, your noses touching, as his arm curves around your waist, still cursing Mother Nature for her inconvenience to his sleep schedule. "Well... good morning to you to, y/bf/n!" You chirp happily, a sleepy smile gracing your lips as you gently brush the thick dark curls off his forehead, but he stubbornly, moves to hide his face in your neck, not wanting to start his day yet. It was easy to tell which of you was the night owl, and had done much more of the talking(arguing) yesterday, as your fingers find their way to his scalp, slowly massaging through the chocolate curls. "Buongiorno amore" His voice an octave deeper than normal, and laced with sleep, gently whispers into your neck, before he begins peppering kisses all over, until he gets to the spot he knows you love, and gently sucking, a moan falling from your lips, as your fingers stop tracing they gentle yet firm pattern into his hair, too caught up by the pleasure his lips, tongue and teeth were bringing you(the holy trio, you'd refer to them to your friends). "Did I say to stop, Amore?" He softly whispers against the fresh mark on your neck, as he licks over it, a wave of pleasurable shivers wafting down your spine, as you start your fingers up again. "Terribly sorry, Your Royal Highness!" You tease, yelping when he nips the soft spot of where your neck joins your shoulder in retaliation. "Y/BF/N!" "Amore~" He replies, kissing the mark before diving in to keep on marking all over your neck, to show everyone who didn't seem to get the memo last night, that you were his. You tug one of his many curls a little too hard as as rises up, shifting his body weight into his arms which trap you underneath him. "Amore..." his tone is gentle, yet warning, silently daring you to do it again, as you gently cradle his face in your hands, bringing his lips closer to yours, brushing a feather light kiss over them, before moving them to nibble and kiss his ear lobe, softly whispering in his ear... "I'm hungry... can you make me breakfast?" ------- Written: 08/October/2021 Edited: 07/January/2022 First chapter!! What do we think? - Outcastkido
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### Chapter 2: 2 - Getting Ready
Imagine... You stared in the mirror, admiring your body in the black dress which fitted your form perfectly, as you bite your deep red painted lip, before grabbing the thin silver chain with his name on it, sweeping your hair behind your neck, as your raise your arms to attempt try and clasp the chair behind your neck... with no success. "Let me help, my beautiful doll..." His hot breath sends shivers down your spine as his rough hands, which have done more heinous crimes than you care to think about, gently take the clasp from you, as you lower your hands down to your sides, fiddling with the matching sliver bands which encase your wrists,as you look at him through the mirror. His entirely black suit clung to his muscular arms- showing just how much time he put into the gym, when he wasn't running the mafia or spoiling you beyond rotten. "You look beautiful, my Y/n," He whispers, kissing the locked clasp on your necklace as you shiver under his touch as he slides his arms around your waist, as your eyes meet in the mirror. "I'm almost tempted to keep you here all to myself," He leaves a trail of kisses down your neck but you refuse to be lulled into his unholy plans, as you spin on your heel. "Nuh uh, mister. We have places to be," You smile as you grab your silver clutch and smile at him, as his brown eyes watch your every move, a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips as he tilts your chin up, his thumb brushing across your lip. "Even if I begged?" "We're meeting your mother!" "She won't mind..." "Oh, but your brother will never let us live it down," You reason, as he pouts childishly, as you coo, walking closer to the man, resting a hand on his chest, your thumb gently stroking the exposed tan skin of his chest, as you smile, slowly leaning closer until you were only a breath away. "Although, I suppose one kiss won't hurt..." ——- Written: (no idea I forgot to put a date 😬😅) Edited: 18/January/2022
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