Page 1 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince
Prologue: Gianna
I'm turning 21 tomorrow, and I’m done being the innocent good girl.
As a gift to myself, I'm planning on having sex… for the first time.
The night’s cold air sweeps across my face as I hurriedly walk past my car to the next street. No one can know I’m here. Especially not my older brother.
I pull the top of my hoodie further to cover my face just before I walk into the last house on the street. My car is parked down the block near the corner bar.
Giovanni knows I wanted to celebrate my 21stbirthday by getting drunk. He still thinks I’m at the bar, and I intend to keepit that way. I had carefully sneaked out to meet Luca, his best friend and my secret lover.
“Luna,” I whisper as I knock on the door softly. It is our secret code, a combination of our names. The door opens in a swift move and I’m pulled inside in an instant. His strong, muscular arms hold me tight as he rests my back on the door.
He tilts his head down to meet my gaze. “Happy Birthday,amore mio dolce(my sweet love).”
His beautiful golden-brown eyes bore into mine with so much desire in them. He has a straight nose and a chiseled jaw with a neatly trimmed mustache.
A smile spreads across my face as he pushes the cap of my black hoodie down. His breath is on my skin as he joins our lips together. I’ve missed him so damn much.
Luca has been away for a couple of days on a business trip, but got back earlier today just in time for my birthday. I pull the collar of his unbuttoned shirt to deepen the kiss. He tastes like tequila, and the pressure of his lips devouring mine shuts down my senses.
An electric impulse jolts through me, causing me to shiver in his arms as he bites the tip of my lower lip and cups my left breast. I’ve never wanted to rip off my clothes as much as I want to right now.
I can’t breathe, but I don’t want him to stop either.
He groans in my mouth as I dig my fingernails into his muscles, gripping his arms hard for support. His fingers wrap around my neck and he squeezes gently. I can feel his hard-on press against me. “Fuck,” he breathes, breaking the kiss.
His name escapes my lips as a soft moan. “Luca.”
We are both trying to catch our breath.
Luca still has his fingers wrapped around my neck. He slides his fingers up my throat and pinches my jaw to raise my head higher to meet his gaze. With no words, I can tell he has missed this. Us.
My breath has gotten heavier as I watch him. He looks absolutely sexy in the dimly lit room. His dark hair is wet and sticks to his face. It smells of sandalwood as he leans into me, trailing his lips up the dip of my neck to my ear.
“I want to do horrible things to you, Gianna.” His deep voice rings in my ears, causing a tingling sensation to course through me. He settles his fingers on my chest and reaches for the zip of my hoodie.
“What do you want to do to me?” I can’t concentrate any longer as he unzips the hoodie, placing kisses on my neck.
He lets out a guttural laugh and I feel his hot breath on my skin.
“I want to taste you and have you cum on my face.”
My breath hitches as he takes a fistful of my breast. An unfamiliar heat spreads from my insides, causing a throb in between my thighs.
“Then fuck you so hard till you’re screaming my name.”
A soft moan falls from my lips as his other hand squeezes my behind. “Okay,” I breathe, staring into his eyes.
He stops to stare at me with his eyebrows raised in surprise. We've been making out in secret, but Luca and I have never had sex.
This relationship has been our secret since I was nineteen, when I found out he was just as attracted to me as I was to him. He had dropped me off at home, ever the loyal friend to my brother, and when he reached over to open the door for me, I couldn't help it anymore and kissed him. He was in shock before he kissed me back, dragging me over to his seat and kissing me until I was breathless.
Giovanni would have killed him if he ever found out I was hooking up with his best friend.
“Gianna?”
“Make love to me, Luca; we’ve waited long enough.”
