"I fucking found her." Massimo muttered as he got into the car, he looked like he had seen a ghost, his tanned skin, kissed by the sun, was so pale he was paler than a white guy. "What do you mean, Massimo?" Mario asked in a voice slurred by a heavy Italian accent, he and Domenico looked at each other confused, there was a hint of fear about what Massimo was talking about.

"Who did you find?" Domenico asked, worried about his friend's expression, but Massimo didn't answer, he was lost in his own thoughts, in the way his heart beat hard when he saw the her face, her fucking woman who searched even under the ground for 5 fucking years.

"Let's stay one more day in Sicily, there's something that belongs to me here."

Massimo got out of the car, leaving Mario and Domenico confused and angry, he has an agenda but Massimo is the boss, and if he wants to delay the agenda he can. Mario ran his hands over his face looking at Domenico who was shaking his head. "Get ready, this is going to be a mess." Domenico tapped old Mario on the shoulder and got out of the car, going after Massimo.

Massimo was watching, standing still as she was celebrating her birthday with people he didn't know, people who wouldn't be important anymore after he showed up. Massimo was numb, he couldn't feel the tips of his toes or his whole fucking body, it was like entering a fucking dream.

*Am I dreaming, fuck I hope not

Domenico stopped next to Massimo looking in the direction where his friend was hypnotized, and there she was, the woman of the four and of Massimo's dreams. Domenico took off his glasses in disbelief.

"Fuck, she really exists...damn." Massimo looked at Domenico over his shoulder with a sharp warning look. "I want to know everything about her, go to the airport and get information about her and the people who are with her. I want to know the address, the name of her father and mother, even her fucking dog. And Domenico, be quick."

Domenico walked away leaving Massimo alone again, watching his future wife. She was beautiful, more beautiful than any woman he had ever been with, he could almost taste her in his mouth.

"Don't worry, little doll, soon you'll be mine."

Unable to resist any longer, when you got away from her friends and boyfriend, Massimo went after you, the girl was more lost than a puppy lost from its mother. He thought it was cute, but he couldn't stop looking at the way her ass swayed in that dress. Massimo stopped behind her, the smell of her shampoo taking his breath away, she smelled better than he imagined.

"Are you lost, babygirl?" Massimo's voice was like thunder, hoarse and sensual, he knew the impact of his beauty and was not afraid to use it. He smiled when you didn't respond, just walked away and went back to where there were more people.

*Clever girl he thought running his hand over his beard, he felt like a hunter, and damn he loved that feeling.

After Massimo's most tenderizing 12 hours, finally you were in his hands, he had kidnapped you, big deal. Deep down Massimo knew it wasn't the right way to get her love, but he took what he wanted, when he wanted it. And at that moment, he wanted you more than anything. He was addicted to you, completely obsessed.

Massimo was silent as his little mouse appeared in the living room of his mansion, he stood behind her, without touching, but his hands itched to take her as his, but with you he wanted her to want him, to come to him with her pussy dripping wet begging him to fuck her, and at that moment she wasn't loving him.

"Are you lost, Babygirl?"