Two years since her last job as a nanny, Willow is lost at sea without a proper job. Being broke and living off the streets of Florida was never on her to do list and she is never planning on doing so, that's why when she received an email the next morning for an interview with Lorenzo Moretti, the richest businessman and a single father in the business world, she didn't think twice before showing up. Lorenzo is calm and quiet, too much of a professional himself, maybe that's why Willow never expected him to be a part of the mafia. Too much going on in her head, his children, her problems, his secrets and the very thick tension between them, there's just too many obstacles in the way of her profession. ****** “And you seemed busy up here, that's why I didn't want to disturb you.” I told him. He pulls me close, my hands grip the ends of his shirt to steady myself. I could feel every movement of his fingertips at the sides of my waist. I almost melted away when he placed a featherlike kiss at the base of my neck. “I would let you disturb me, Willow.”
View More“I gave you life, I gave you food and shelter, I gave you a proper education and I shaped you into the smart woman you’ve become just so you can be someone that I can proudly point at someday and say, ‘she’s mine’, but this – this is how you repay me?” My disappointed father complains throwing my papers at my feet. “What is this?”I maintain a smile, a shallow one. I held on to that smile as I watched my graduation & school certificates fly across the floor. After my years of working towards a certain goal and my hard work to become the person I wanted to be, everything was scattered across the floor, the same floor that my feet were standing on.I bent down and picked up every one of them before standing before my father again.“Ah, well you see – this is proof that I finished University,” I told him, a chuckle slipping out. “I’m sorry, I just thought you’d know what they were.”My mother slaps the table. Our dining table, where everything was happening over dinner.“You think this i
The day was bright, even though it was hard to see from the thick curtains in Lorenzo’s room. I blink multiple times to get my eyes ready for the morning however the first thing I see upon looking beside me is the face of the man whom I blindly fell for hook, line, and sinker.I smiled at his sleeping state, his features looking more peaceful and more carefree while at sleep, even though his grip around me was vice-like. I pursed my lip when I tried to get up but failed and ended up pulling myself closer to him, our bare skins rubbing against each other.It's weekend but I still need to go check up on the kids.A smile pulls to my face again at the thought of the kids. Isabella and Lucas, the kids that I’m here to look after. They’re the reason I’m in this house and they’re the reason Lorenzo found me. I am grateful for them. They are precious to me, and with the months we’ve spent together, I have learned to be with them and love them as if they were mine.As if I were their….“Soone
“I don’t understand why you want me there for Halloween.” I laugh. “You can do fine without me Grams.”“I should feel offended.” Grams says with a straight voice. “If you’re trying so hard to stay away from me that means that you’re enjoying your job, right?”I smile into the phone, my fingers playing around in the bag of chips I’m eating before I answer.“I’m not trying so hard to stay away from you Grams, I just can’t come when my contract is not over.” I tell her. “And I do enjoy my job, very much.” I add, heat rising up my neck as I think about certain things.Lucas is upstairs to make sure Isabella doesn’t make a mess of their wardrobe as she goes to put back her homework in her school bag.Lorenzo is making a business call in his office. We’ve been spending so much time together since I told him I liked him four days ago.I start to feel like a teenager whenever I see him, I feel all the walls I’ve spent my life building crumbling whenever he tells me to sleep in his bed or when
How many hours did we do it for? Or was it the minutes that felt like multiple days? I yawn, blinking away moisture from my eyes as I watch the sky become orange from sunset through the large windows.“Tired?” Lorenzo asked from behind, his fingers going through my curls carefully.I turn to look at him from where he was behind me with a playful glare and splash him water from the tub.This makes him laugh, wet hair clinging to his face, only his bright smile visible.“You know I’m tired,” I mumbled, turning around and attempting to get out of the bathtub but got restricted by a pair of strong arms wrapping around my torso. Lorenzo pulls me back down and my back hits his chest before I sit back down in the tub.I grumble words under my breath, mentioning how sore I was, having hickeys all over my chest and back. Lorenzo chuckles at my complaints and lies his head at the crook of my neck.“Sorry.” He said after placing a kiss there.“Go away,” I mumble begrudgingly even though there is
My eyes rolled to the back of my head. It hurt, but it went in almost too smoothly because I was wet. But it hurts like a fucking truck. I gasped out when he pulled out completely and moaned deeply when he slowly sunk it in.Lorenzo squeezed my breast tighter as he sank deeper inside me. I could feel his cock hit my womb, the length scraping every part of my walls turning the pain into pleasure.I cried out when he pulled out again only to sink back even further. I felt like he was up my throat.“Can you feel it, Willow?” He asks, pulling out his cock slowly and ramming it back in.“Y-yeah.” I stuttered out, my voice barely recognizable, coated with lust.The way he calls my name, the raspy trail in his voice. The way it rolls off his tongue, I love it.Lorenzo moves faster, his skin slapping mine, one hand kneading my breast while the other starts a slow torture on my clit. The slapping sounds getting faster, and my eyes locked on his. My eyes started to flutter and Lorenzo leaned in
☼Willow☼The sound of my heart pounding in my ears is so loud that I’m starting to feel dizzy. My dress is off, my bare back gently meeting the cold silk material of Lorenzo’s mattress as he lays me down.How’d we end up here? I thought.From kissing in his office to lying on his bed – dress sprawled and forgotten somewhere on the floor, only having my underwear to spare me through my raging red face. Lorenzo leans down, knees sinking on either side of me, and places a kiss on my forehead, his eyes lingering on my face for a moment before he pulls away and takes off the white T-shirt that was clinging to his body.I blinked multiple times at the sight of his bare chest. All previous panicking seizing momentarily when my eyes spotted the very obvious ink drawing that started at the top of his right breast and stopped at the left side of his ribcage. I wasn’t imagining it when I saw the ink earlier.I blink again, my face growing red knowing fully well that I’m shamelessly checking him
☁︎Lorenzo☁︎Long ginger hair in my line of view, and an easy smile on her face as she talks to my daughter. Brown eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she listened to the little girl talk. I fold my hand across my chest in amusement as I watch Willow willingly argue with Isabella and Lucas who were standing next to them just looking done with it.I observed the sneaky smiles hanging by the end of her lips. The little brown spots covering her face were not visible from where I was watching them on the staircase, but I could still make out the ones over her nose.I cock my head to the side, getting lost in a hazy thought while watching them. Was this how it was supposed to be with Lillian? Was I supposed to have this feeling built up in my chest when I was with Lillian?What is this overwhelming, warm feeling that wasn’t here until Willow got here? I can’t describe it well enough but it’s a feeling to want to keep things this way. It’s a feeling of unpredicted protection and commitment. It
☼Willow☼I was blushing hard at my brunch, a plate containing two slices of a delicious-looking quiche, generous amounts of various fruits, and a tall glass of orange juice set to the side.Lorenzo was sitting slightly on the dinner table, arms crossed over his chest and his piercing gaze set on me as if to ask me why I hadn’t started eating yet.I wonder how he could act so normal after what he just did. Is that a normal thing?Why did I even get excited by that? Is it okay to get touched like that by your boss-“Not a fan of eggs?” Lorenzo’s voice sliced through my ears making me pause the thoughts racking my head.I inhaled a lungful of ham and cheesy goodness at his words.“O-of course not,” I stuttered slightly as I picked up my fork. “I love eggs,” I replied with a short smile before cutting down to the pie crust and taking a spoonful of quiche.“Oh,” I said in surprise after the first bite hit my taste buds. “Not bad,” I commented on the food as I looked at Lorenzo.He scoffed
☼Willow☼I dated once when I was a freshman at Uni. It was kind of dumb I know, dating during my first year with all the work piled up in front of me and the busy schedules and trying to maintain good grades, but I was too excited. I wanted to do everything I couldn’t do when I was at home, I wanted to have friends, I wanted to party, I wanted a boyfriend that loved me, and I wanted to have sex every day – a bit of a stretch I know but I was too naïve, I guess.I should’ve known someone named Dickson would cheat on me a week after we had sex. Our so-called ‘relationship’ didn’t even last three months, I didn’t even mind because the disappointment wasn’t as shocking as I expected it to be. My heart has been broken by worse things and for worse reasons. Maybe I didn’t like him that much to begin with, that’s why I was more worried about my virginity being taken by someone whose name literally starts with a dick.But after the kiss I shared with Lorenzo earlier this morning, I found myse
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