Chapter 7

Giovanni

Rose had only been working as my secretary for about a month now. In that time, my cock had been begging for her attention more and more. She was so tempting as I watched her push her glasses up on her cute little nose, biting her lip. I would love to have her under my desk with that mouth around my cock. My balls ached as I watched her bend over the front of my desk, giving me a glance down her shirt.

“Giovanni, are you okay?” Rose leaned across my desk, her body distracting me.

“Fine. Fucking fantastic.” I inched closer to her and pulled her glasses from her face. Placing them on the desk, I stood up and walked around it, standing behind her. My hands found her shoulders, pressing up against her back. “You're driving me crazy.”

“Sir, I have to get back to work.” She twisted around with an uncertain look on her face.

“The only thing I want you working on is my cock.” I kissed her jawline down to her neck. She moaned, making me smirk.

“Have you seen my—” Luca started, but paused, eyeing our position.

I turned my head, glaring in his direction. “Your phone? No, now leave.”

He shrugged his shoulders and walked away. I turned my attention back to her, cocking my head. “Now, where were we?”

She wiggled, brushing against me. “I need to go.”

“Do you want me, Rose?” I growled gripping her wrists. Wedging myself between her thighs, I rubbed my throbbing erection against her. I wanted her to know the effect she had on me. Releasing her wrists, I stood up and slid my fingers between her thighs. Sliding her panties to the side, Rose whimpered as I slipped a finger inside. She fumbled with my belt and worked on my pants to free my cock. She pumped me and bit her lip. “Are you going to fuck me, or do I need to ask one of your men to do it?”

“You're playing with fire, little Rose.” I curled my finger upward and slipped it out. I grinned, bringing the glistening digit to my mouth tasting her. Fuck, she tasted so damn good. “I'm the only one that's going to fuck this pussy. Not Luca; nobody but me.”

“I know this is wrong, but it feels so right.” Rose pressed her lips against me as she yanked my pants down.

“Yes, my little Rose. It definitely feels right.” My hand cupped her breast, kneading it.

Rose made something come alive each time I touched her. It was like a dying rose coming back to life after being fed water. I was under the siren’s magical spell, falling deeper and deeper into the abyss. She was slowly but surely melting through my icy heart little by little.

She slid me inside her dripping core and gasped as my hips rocked. “Giovanni!”

“God, I’ve dreamed about this so many nights.” My hips jerked as I continued to slide in and out.

Rose fit so perfect around me as I continued to thrust to the hilt. She clawed at my back, pushing me over the edge. At this moment, I didn’t care about anything else but her. I wanted her, only her.

Rose

Giovanni was a very powerful man and possessive over his belongings. From the first day I started working for the sexy bastard, he always watched my every move. After a few weeks, he found ways to touch me here and there. Whether it was a brush of his fingers against my thigh, or his breath on my neck as he leaned over behind me, I gave in to him. I leaned into his warmth every time.

I could feel the tension in the air and the fire building up between us in the weeks leading to today. I began wearing my skirts a little shorter and my shirts more revealing. Each time I bent over as I filed his paperwork, I made sure to give him a glimpse of the lacy top of my black stockings. Now I’ve got my heels dug into his ass as he fucks me on his desk.

“Please Giovanni, I need it harder.” He pulled down my top and buried his face between my breasts.

“Be careful what you wish for.” He looked up and narrowed his eyes before taking my nipple between his teeth. Biting down, he flicked his tongue over the tip, sending a sensation down to my core, I've never felt before. I wanted him bad. His other hand wrapped around my throat, making me gasp.

I whimpered as he bit down a little harder and squeezed a little tighter. “More, I need more.”

“Yes! That's it. Let go for me.” He pounded into me, making me arch my back.

At his command, I gushed all over him and came so fucking hard. Our fluids mixed together making the grunts and moans sound like a fucked-up version of a love song. I heard him grunt one final time before moaning out my name. “Rose, oh fuck.”

With him still inside me, he pressed his lips against mine and kissed me hard. “That was so fucking intense, so damn good. Don't think this will be the last time I take you on my desk.”

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It had been a week since he fucked me on his desk. I thought about it each day I stepped foot in that sinful office. Every time I happened to spare him a glance, he smirked and gave me a flirty wink. This was wrong on so many levels. I should've never let him between my legs, but now it was too late. I've fallen hard for the one man I should have stayed away from.

Giovanni Lucchese.

The most feared man of the underworld.

Who was also my boss.