Chapter 18

Home sweet home, I was home for a day. On Sunday, I would meet my cousin at the airport, so we could fly to Georgia to see our parents.

I was in the shower. I ran my hand across my wet wavy hair. The tears filled my eyes. Lucio wanted a life with a woman I created. The men that knew the real me were already taken. Preston was married, Jefferson was conflicted about being with me and there was Alessandro.

Was he serious about me? If he was, I was so ready to stop being Onyx. Lucio was right, I did have enough. I was wealthy. I didn’t need to keep being her. I wanted a life; one I could just enjoy being Elise.

I got out of the shower and looked at my naked body as it glistened with beads of water. I was just about to reach for a towel when a call came in from Alessandro, I answered.

“Wow bella, you look good,” he said as he looked at me from the video call.

I smiled, “How’s work?” I asked.

“Good. Good. I want to see you before you leave.”

“Are you here?”

He nodded, “Come now. I miss you.”

“I’ll be there shortly,” I replied and ended the call.

When I arrived at the condo, I saw the door slightly opened, so I walked in, I heard his voice raised and he spoke angrily in Italian. I saw him by the island as he sat on the barstool. I waved at him. He nodded and then said to the person, “I have to go.”

The voice belted out, “Fuck you, Alessandro!” Then the call ended.

My eyebrows nearly lifted off my face, “Is everything okay?”

He stood and walked over to me, “Um, my bella, so happy to see you again.” He pressed his lips against mine, “Everything is okay. It’s just my cousin, he thinks he can bully me into letting him lowball me on my product. I told him the price is the price. He either pays or gets his wine from someplace else.”

I imagined that he referred to Gianni when he made that statement. Gianni did have a temper. I’d often hear him chewing people out over the phone. I nodded, “Other than that everything fine?”

His finger touched my chin, “Va tutto bene.” He said, which is everything is fine. He placed his hands on my hips, “I just needed to spend some time with my bella.”

“I’m here and I’m all yours.”

“Come, let’s go sit by the balcony and talk.” He reached for my hand and we walked to the bedroom, where there was a chaise lounge by the large sliding glass window, which provided a picturesque view of the bay.

I snuggled next to him, my hand on his bare chest, my nose in the crease of his neck made him laugh, “That tickles.” I kissed his cheek.

He turned to me and stared at me, which provoked me to ask, “what?”

“I just miss you when we’re not together.” He kissed me, I felt his tongue dance with mine, as his finger slipped inside of my tights and he began to polish my gem until it was soaked.

He pulled his finger out and licked it, just before he kissed me again and I got to see how wonderful I tasted. I smiled as he looked at me with those shiny teal-colored eyes, “You want my tongue?”

“Yes, baby,” I replied. He pulled down the tights and feasted on me while I laid back and ran my fingers through his hair.

When I flooded the spot, he looked up with a grin, “turn around,” he said.