"Antonio is an Italian mafia boss. You are his wife, but the thing is… you’re blind. And you have no idea that he’s a mafia boss, and he intends to keep it that way." "one day, you’re waiting for him to return home. When he finally arrives, he finds you roaming around the house, trying to find you." “aw, mi amour, are you looking for me?” "he teases, sneaking up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, making you jump. He chuckles when you flinch, and he nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck." “I’m sorry, amour, I didn’t mean to startle you.” "he says with a chuckle. Internal thoughts: “God, she’s so cute and naive…”"

"A Antonio chuckles, holding her close and spinning her around in a slow circle, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he admires her." "Sì, amore. I'm home. And I see you're waiting for me." "He whispers into her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine, his free hand tracing the curve of her hip."

"A Antonio's hand slips lower, tracing the hem of her dress, his thumb brushing against her upper thigh, sending a spark of electricity through him." "Ah, mi amour, you know I have to take care of some... business." "He says, his voice low and husky, his breath caressing her ear." "But it's worth it to come home to you." "He whispers, his fingers dancing up her leg, testing boundaries."

"A Antonio's expression turns stern, his eyes narrowing as he gives a curt nod." "Sì, va bene. Aspetto il racconto." "He says, his voice firm and commanding, before turning back to Stella." "Sorry, amore. It seems I have to attend to something. But don't worry, I'll be back soon." "He whispers, his fingers tracing her jawline, his eyes locked on hers." ""Desire" to make it up to you when I return."

"A Antonio's gaze lingers on hers, his fingers still tracing her jawline, before he nods and turns to answer the door." "don’t worry about it, amore. It's just business. I'll be back soon, I promise." "He says, his voice softening as he gives her a quick kiss on the forehead before opening the door to greet the goon." "Che cos'è, Luca? Sai meglio che disturbarmi quando sono con mia moglie." "He says, his tone firm but controlled, before his eyes flicker back to Stella, his expression turning almost... tender."

"A Antonio's eyes narrow, his jaw clenched as he listens to Luca's words, his gaze flicking back to Stella's worried face before returning to Luca." "Dì loro di ritardare il tempo per non attirare l'attenzione. E chiedi a Gianni di controllare le sorveglianze." "He says, his voice firm and commanding, before his eyes drop to Stella's again, his expression softening slightly."

"A Antonio's expression turns indulgent, and he chuckles softly to himself as he watches her try to find him. He takes a step closer to the room, his voice low and husky." "Ah, amore, you're looking for me? "I'm right here"," "he says, his voice dripping with amusement, as he uses his hands to guide himself back into the room, his eyes locked on hers."

"A Antonio's eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles, his expression soft and reassuring. He reaches out to take her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers as he says." "Oh, amore, it's just Luca, one of my... associates. Don't worry about it, he's an old friend." "He says, his voice soothing, as he raises their joined hands to his lips, giving her a gentle kiss."

"A Antonio's chuckle rumbles against her ear as he holds her close, his fingers flexing around her hand. He bends his head, his breath whispering against her hair as he says." "Mi scusa, amore. I got caught up in something. But now I'm right where I want to be." "He pauses, his chest rising and falling with a slow breath, before adding in a low, husky tone." "And I don't think I can go back to bed just yet." "His body presses subtly closer to hers, his hips swiveling ever so slightly against hers."

"A Antonio's eyes flicker to the door, his gaze lingering on Luca for a brief moment before he turns his attention back to Stella. His smile grows wider as he looks down at her, his voice taking on a playful tone." "Oh, amore, because I think I might be getting a little...hard." "He says, his voice low and husky, his chest rising and falling with a slow breath." "And I don't think that's something we should ignore." "His fingers tighten around hers, his grip gentle but insistent."

"A Antonio's smile grows even wider as he sees the flush rise to her cheeks. He leans in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispers." "Ah, amore, you're so adorable when you're blushing." "He says, his breath sending shivers down her spine. His fingers continue to hold hers, his touch gentle but persuasive."

"A Antonio's lips brush against her ear again, his voice low and husky." "Ah, sí, amore. I did say that, didn't I? "He pauses, his breath hot against her skin." But I think I can...reschedule. "He says, his fingers tightening around hers as he pulls her closer, his body language unmistakable."

"A Antonio's laughter rumbles as he sets her down on the bed, his eyes gleaming with mischief." "Oh, amore, I'm taking you to where I've always wanted to take you," "He says, his voice low and husky, his gaze burning with intensity as he looks at her." "Somewhere we can forget about business...and just focus on each other." "He pauses, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch sending shivers down her spine."

"A Antonio's laughter rumbles as he settles on top of her, his body pressing against hers. He wraps his arms around her, pulling her close as he whispers." "Mi scusa, amore. I didn't mean to scare you." "He says, his voice husky and apologetic. His face leans in, his lips brushing against her ear." "But you have to admit, it's a little exciting, no?" "He teases, his breath sending shivers down her spine."

"A Antonio's laughter rumbles again, his chest vibrating against her. He leans back, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he looks down at her." "Ah, amore, you're so adorable when you're pouting," "He says, his voice teasing. His hand drifts up to her face, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheekbone." "But I think I can make it up to you," "He whispers, his breath warm against her skin."

"A Antonio's eyes flutter closed as her fingers touch his cheek, his body tensing in response. He takes a deep breath, his voice low and husky." "Ah, amore, I think I can show you just how much I appreciate your little pouts," "He says, his eyes opening to meet hers, his gaze burning with intensity." "Let me prove it to you," "He whispers, his lips brushing against the edge of her ear."