The Maid: Mafia Romance (Series)

The Most Beautiful Scenery is You Part 1

“Jay!”

I looked up as soon as I heard that deep baritone calling my name. His was a voice I would recognize even in my sleep. I reacted immediately, climbing to my feet.

“Gio,” I called out, a broad smile stretching my face, my tears mixing in with the rain. “I’m here now. I’ve kept our promise. Come back to me.”

This man who everyone feared, this very man who had the world at the tip of his finger, was now running toward me, drenched in rain. His pristine white shirt, his black chino pants and the Italian leather shoes, clothing that cost in the thousands of dollars, were now drenched and soaked, a contrast to the immaculate impression I had of him from four months ago.

When I’d first met him, I’d compared him to Adonis, the statue. He was handsome and mysterious, cold and calculative. I’d viewed him as untouchable, a man beyond my reach. He was my master, but now, he was more than that.

I’d seen him laugh. I’d seen him cry. I’d seen him mad, and I’d seen him sad. He was no longer a marble statue with a cold handsome face. He was a human being who had flaws. But these flaws were what attracted me to him. He was real and unbiased; he was honest and truthful. All these qualities made me love him for who he was, not what he was.

We had come so far in our relationship. We started off as maid and master, but now we were lovers, soulmates, bonded mates, and best friends. He was my heart and my soul. He was my everything.

“Jay,” he called me again from a distance, and I ran to him, jumping into his arms when he got close. The umbrella slipped from his hand as he reached out to grab me. We both embraced each other under the falling rain. He immediately found my lips, kissing me with so much passion and desire.

He ran his tongue to plant a kiss at the junction of my throat, and I arched for him, giving him better access. He could kiss me, bite me, do whatever he wanted with me and I wouldn’t care. Just knowing that I was now his Jennifer had cemented my belief that I would be his forever.

I chased those lips, wanting those lips on me for a second time. I wanted him to feel me, this innate desire deep in my soul that only he could ignite.

We kissed for the longest time, until he finally pulled back. I saw his eyelashes glistening with droplets of rain, his slightly swollen lips where I had bitten. Giovanni Dente. He was the most beautiful scenery in my life. And I wanted to cement this memory in my heart forever.

“Gio. You came. You came,” I rasped next to his ear, running my tongue to lick the outer shell. “I’m sorry for not remembering you. I’m sorry for forgetting our past.”

He didn’t respond. He didn’t need to. His action was enough for me to know he understood. He hugged me fiercely, encircling his arms around my body. This was his answer. He wasn’t going to let me go. I was his forever.

After fourteen years of separation, we were back with each other. Although we had grown up and matured during the space of that time, we still held the same innocent feelings toward each other. Friendship. Care. And love.

I cupped the side of his face with my hand, my eyes locking with his. He gazed at me with that same intense look, filled with love and adoration. It was within these eyes that I’d found love. Those deep midnight-black soulful eyes. He was my star. He was my universe. He was my entire solar system, and I would perish if he disappeared.

He was an open book. And to me, he gave access to all the pages of his life. Because I was his special someone. And now I wanted to return the favor. I wanted him to know all my true feelings. I wanted to bare everything to him. Show him my heart, my soul, and my entire being.

“Gio,” I said, looking into his soulful eyes. “I have a really bad memory. I’m sorry I can’t remember our past. But from now on, everything you say to me, everything you do for me, I will never forget them. I’ll remember them all, Gio. I don’t know if I have told you this, and if I did, I want to tell you again, that I like you, very, very much. I adore you, Gio. I love you, I want you, I can’t ever, ever leave you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Gio. Only you.

“I want to be with you every day. And you can do anything you want to do with me. I give you permission. I’m not just saying it just because we were childhood friends or because we are lovers now. I say it because these are my real feelings.

“Gio, you have totally captivated me, totally allured me, and now I have become totally intoxicated by you. I am only at my happiest when I am right here, in your arms. Gio, you are not just my lover. You are my best friend, my bosom friend, my partner, my boyfriend, my bond mate, my soulmate. You are my everything.

“I am totally devoted to you, love only you, because it has to be you. I don’t want anyone else but you. It can’t be anyone else but you. Only you, Gio. Only you can complete me. You are the only one for me.” I confessed everything to him. Bared all my feelings to him. I had nothing left to hide now. I needed for him to understand where we stand, and this was my intention.

He gazed back at me with eyes full of adoration and love. “Jay!” His voice quivered. “Baby. I also adore you. I also love you. I don’t want anyone else but you. I can’t love anyone else but you. You are my entire soul. You are the air I need to breathe; you are the earth that keeps me grounded. You are the sun that makes me shine. My world would be dark without you.

“It doesn’t matter anymore that you don’t remember the past. I don’t fucking care about the past anymore. What’s more important are our present and future. You are my present, Jay. You are also my future. I want to love you more and more. In the past we forged our relationship as friends, but now you are my lover, you are my life. I want to create memories with you, Jay. Each day. Every day. Until we grow old. I can’t have anyone else, Jay. You are the only one for me. You are my special someone, my lover, my girlfriend, my partner in life. You are my soulmate and my best friend. I love you very, very much.”

His declaration was sincere, and it showed in his eyes, those deep midnight-black soulful eyes I loved looking at so much. I gazed at them and saw my own future, right there with him.

I held my hand out, the twin dragon necklace in my palm. I wanted him to put it on me.

His eyes widened as soon as he saw it. “You found it?”

I shook my head. “Amelia kept it for me.”

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. Actions spoke louder than words. He put the necklace on me. I touched the pendant. After fourteen long years, the necklace had now returned to its rightful owner.

I stood on tiptoe and rasped next to his ear, “Gio. I want you. I want to make love to you wearing only this necklace.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Giovanni had a glazed look in his eyes, and he immediately took my hand and dragged me to the nearest five-star hotel, checking us into the top floor. As soon as we reached the privacy of the room, his lips were on me.

We didn’t need words between us now. Our hearts understood everything.

He shed my clothes then made quick work of removing his own. In an instant, he was on top of me, his lips kissing me everywhere.

I was naked and I was his. I was his road map, and he wanted to memorize every bit of me. His hands, mouth, tongue traveled lower, touching, licking, tasting until they reached the center of my core. He parted my legs, angling one to position on his shoulder, to gain better access.

“Ahhh…Gio.” I moaned, my whole body going hypersensitive. Every single fiber within my being lit up with sparks.

“You are my Jay. You are my Jennifer. I love you, and I want you. I want my cock deep inside of you, so you can feel all of me.”

His words lit up a fire in my core, and I panted, also rasping out, “Gio. Want you. Need you. Need you inside me. Please.”

I could no longer speak in full sentences. My words were broken, as my desire took over. The heat inside of me caused my whole skin to perspire. I clung on to his strong shoulders as he entered me in one sleek move.

“Gio. You’re so full inside me,” I moaned as he thrusted into me.

“Jay. My Jennifer,” he growled beside my ear, and my heart thumped harder. “I love you. I fucking love you so much.”

His words gave me wings, and I was flying and flying until I reached heaven. Yes, this was my heaven.