EroticReverie

After we eat breakfast with Sophia, and drop her back off to his brother Giovanni's, I have him drop me off at home so I can shower and get ready. Me and Gianna have plans of coffee and shopping and as much as I want to spend the day with Matteo to finish what we've tried to start multiple times now, he has errands to run and I won't ditch on Gianna, even though she'd encourage it , if it meant getting laid by "King".

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I meet Gianna at the Little Italy Coffee Shop on the corner of a small square in the city that has all Italian owned businesses. 

I walk into the shop wearing tight black jean shorts, and a long sleeved, tight, black v neck shirt, with a black belt with a gold buckle. I have my hair up in a ponytail with large thin gold hoop earrings, and black heels, with a simple ankle strap, and then another over the toes. 

Gianna is sitting with Max, her boyfriend, the fighter, and I don't mind he's there, but wasn't aware he was going to be. Another guy is sitting with them as well across from Max, leaving me the seat next to the guy and across from Gianna. 

She waves me over and the guy sitting there turns his head to look behind him and I watch his eyebrows raise, as he checks out my legs, but then he quickly turns back around. 

"Hey babe" Gianna says to me as I pull out the chair and sit down, setting my small purse on the table. 

"Hey" I say and then smile at her and Max.

"You know Max..this is Frankie, his cousin." she says with a smile. I turn and Frankie, the decent looking olive skinned guy with the gold horn necklace and Italia t shirt reaches his hand over to me. I grab it and shake it. 

"Hi...Arabella" I say. 

"Pretty name" he says with a slight smile.

"Thanks" I say politely smiling back and then looking to Gianna who wiggles her brows. I roll my eyes, and wish she would have warned me it wasn't going to be just us. 

"I need a drink." I say and go to get up.

"I got you." says Frankie holding out his hand, gently grabbing my arm. I look at his hand and so does he and he pulls it back when he notices me just staring at his hand on me. 

"It's fine I got it." I say.

"No seriously, let me.." Frankie says standing up. 

"His parents own the shop A...just let him get it." she says with a shrug. 

I sigh and sit back in my chair and smile politely at Frankie. 

"Just an medium iced coffee, skim milk...one sugar" I say. He smiles and nods. 

Gianna smiles as he walks away. 

"So?" she says waggling her brows at me. 

"So..what?" I ask crossing my legs and looking at her. 

"What do you think?" she says. Max gives her a look. 

"Of?" I quirk a brow. 

"Frankie!" she whisper yells across the table at me. "Max and I figured after the other night....we heard about the TOPLESS vip party King had" she gives a disgusted snarl. 

"We figured we'd find you another hot Italian, and his cousin is newly single so.." she says and stops as I hold up a hand. 

"Things with me and Ma..King...are fine." I say. 

"Oh?" She raises a brow. 

I nod. "We're...together." I say and Max's eyes widen and he clears his throat and I glimpse over at him, and then back to Gianna who is looking at me. 

"I was there...I saw the girls...he went home with me...not them.." I say, already knowing they think I'm some kind of idiot.

"Oh..well..." Gianna shrugs as Frankie comes back with my iced coffee. 

"Thanks" I say as he sets it down. 

"Umm..yea.." he says and lifts a hand behind his neck rubbing it, looking nervous.

"How do you know Sal?" he whispers. 

"Who?" I ask. 

"Sal DeLuca" he whispers. 

I give him a strange look. 

"He said he was a friend of yours..." Frankie says. 

My brows furrow and then it hits me, Sal is the guy from last night, the one who wanted Matteo to basically pimp me to him to settle the rest of his debt.

I tense up. "Why...is he here?" I say placing my hands on the table, I watch Gianna watching me, her eyes going back and forth. 

"Who is Sal?" she asks. 

"Nobody." I say shaking my head. 

Frankie gives a low chuckle. 

"Yeah...he's not nobody....and he just paid for your coffee...how do you know him?" Frankie asks. "You one of his girls?" 

I turn and look at Frankie with a scowl. "Ew..absolutely not." 

He shrugs. 

I turn my head and see Sal, at a table on the opposite side of the room, sitting with two other older guys about his age or older. All three of them wearing suits. 

Sal gives that slimey smirk of his and curls his finger, beckoning me. I give a roll of my eyes and a face of disgust as I turn back in my seat. 

"Who is that guy A?" Gianna asks. 

"A fucking asshole." I say as I sit back in my seat, pushing my iced coffee across the table. 

"Well....he's coming over here." Gianna whispers. 

"What?" I say shooting up in my seat. 

"Aren't you going to thank me sweetheart?" I hear his voice right behind me, and the screech of a metal chair from the table next to us as he pulls up a chair right next to me and I lean away and look at him. 

"For what?" I snap. 

"Your coffee...I had them make it with a lot of love." he says and his hand reaches out to touch my fucking knee and I jerk it away before he can grab it.

"Don't you dare fucking touch me." I warn him, and wish my glare could cause him death. 

He chuckles. "My my...that's awfully rude, a gentleman buys you a drink and-"

"You're not...a gentleman....you're a thug." I say and see his face change slightly with irritation.

"So is King." he says. 

I can sense the tension, the fear of everyone else, but all I want to do to this man is grab his  neck and choke him. 

"No..."I say. "He's not. Not anymore." 

He gives a chuckle, placing a hand on his slightly round belly.

"Is that what he told you?" he says and I snarl and narrow my eyes, because I don't believe him.

"Can you leave?" I say and look away from him. 

"You're a rude little bitch." he says almost growling. 

I turn my head, my ponytail whipping.

"Excuse me?" I ask and push up from my seat. 

"G...I gotta go..."I say to Gianna, whos eyes are wide and hear Frankie curse under his breath as Sal grabs my arm and I tug it back and slap him straight across the face.

"KEEP...YOUR..FUCKING ..HANDS...OFF ME" I bite out the words as he looks at me in shock. 

He grins darkly, pulling his hand back. 

"I'd be very careful how you talk to me little girl." he warns. 

"I don't care who the fuck you are...stay the hell away from me." I say snatching my purse off the table and managing not to tremble like a fucking leaf as I walk out of the coffee shop. 

Once out of view of the windows I run to my car, hands shaking and unlock it getting in. 

I pick up my phone and call Matteo. No answer. Call again, no answer. 

So I call his brother, Santino.

"Hello?" he says through the end , picking up on the 2nd ring.

"Santino.." I say my voice shaking.

"Arabella?" he asks.

"Yea" I say.

"What's wrong , where's Matteo, is he alright?" he says.

"I'm not with him...I...." I pause as my hands tremble, my phone shaking in my hand.

"Sal..." I say. 

"What? What about him?" he asks. 

"I...I was at the Little Italy Coffee Shop...he was there.....he....I hit him." I say. 

"YOU WHAT?" he almost yells into the phone.

"He grabbed my arm.....after he tried to touch my leg....I had to..."i say. 

"He touched you?!" he yells. "Where are you?! I'll come get you" 

"I.. I'm fine...I'm in my car....I just...I couldnt reach Matteo...I didn't know...I don't know ..." I stammer. 

"Do you know where IGT is? The building downtown with the green lights at night?" he asks. 

"Yea" I say.

"That's where I work...I'll meet you out front ok...we'll go back to Matteo's until he gets home." he says. 

i nod into the phone. 

"You there?" he asks.

"Yes...yes ok." I say.

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When I pull up to the building he's right there like he said. 

"I'm sorry, you didn't have to leave work..I...I just didnt know what to do." I say. 

"It's fine...it's fine." he says. "You want me to drive?"

I nod and we switch out spots and close the doors, and Santino drives me to Matteo's and we go inside. 

Santino makes me a cup of tea as I sit on the couch. 

"That guy is a fucking prick...and Matteo is going to kill him for laying a single finger on you..."he says carrying the tea into the living room.

"No...don't...i mean...maybe we shouldn't tell him...just that I ran into him, and.." he cuts me off.

"Too late. Plus. Don't lie to him Arabella...ever...he can't stand that shit....and if fucking Sal Deluca is messing with you....he needs to know." he says. 

I nod and hold the tea in my hands as a car door slams and seconds later Matteo is bursting through his door so loudly I almost spill the hot tea all over me. 

He bursts into the room as I set down my tea. 

His eyes are so fucking dark and angry and his nostrils are flaring.

"I'm going to fucking kill him." he growls and I shake my head. 

"I gotta head back to work" Santino says getting up as Matteo walks over and looks down at me. 

I hear the door shut as Santino leaves. 

"Don't be a gorilla...sit down." I say, trying to make light of it , even though i'm still scared. 

"Did he hurt you?" his lips tighten. 

I shake my head. "No....but i mightve hurt him...I slapped him....across his face." 

I see the hint of a smile on Matteo's face.

"Good." he says and sits down. 

"Don't go into those shops anymore down there....he's always fucking lurking in those places...he won't do shit....he'll try to hit on you....try to get you to fuck him just to spite me." he says. 

I nod. 

he sighs. "You sure you don't want me to handle him, i fucking will." he says.

I laugh slightly. "And do what...make more trouble? No." I shake my head. 

"I just want you to pay him off as soon as possible so he leaves you the hell alone." I say.

"You and me both" he sighs and leans back, his head leaning over the back of the couch as he sinks down slightly. 

I reach over and wrap my arm around him as I lay my head on his chest. 

Matteo is wearing a black dress shirt and dress pants, with a black belt. I giggle. 

"What's so funny?" he asks as I finger the golden buckle on his belt. 

"We match." I say. 

He lifts his head and I lift mine and he looks at the both of us and smiles. 

"We do." he says and he finally takes me in, his eyes looking over me, taking in gold hoops as he flicks one gently and then looks down at my chest, a small smile tugging at his lips and then he looks down at my legs. His hand reaches over and rubs over my upper thigh. 

"You look good Bella" he says, his thumb, sliding back and forth along my inner thigh. 

"You do too." I say as I turn more and then grab his opposite shoulder, placing my hand there as i lift my leg and straddle him.

He grins. "You look even better like this." he says, his hands resting on my hips. 

"are you done with your errands?" I ask as I eye the top of his dress shirt with the first two buttons already undone. 

"I have one other in a little bit...not really and errand...but someplace to be.." he says.  "in a few hours" he says as my finger traces the v shape his shirt makes, my fingers working the buttons slowly as I open his shirt more. 

"Hmmm, enough time to eat my pussy?" I ask .

"There's always time for that." he says grabbing my hips and i laugh a little and, undo the last button on his shirt and push my hands up his chest.

"Fuck" i murmur as my hands glide over his hard chest. 

"Where do you have to be?" I ask as I bite my lip. 

"Dinner....with my brothers." he says.

I nod and push his shirt off his shoulders. 

"After dinner.....you and me....were fucking doing this,.." he says and I giggle and his hands grab my ass and pull me into him as I kiss his mouth and moan into it. 

"Promise?" I raise my brow. 

"Cross my heart and hope to die Bella....i'm going to fuck the hell out of you tonight." he groans and I moan and bite my lip.

"What are we gonna do right now?" I ask and smirk as I lean back slightly and roll my hips against the bulge in his pants. 

"Whatever you want baby....except...two hours....isnt enough time to fuck you .." he says and my eye brows raise.

"Its not?" I quick my brow. 

He shakes his head. 

"Fuck no...I'm going to need a full night....and I'm going to fuck you on every fucking surface of this house Bella...and you're going to cum each fucking time..." he groans and I moan.

"Well right now...."I say and lick my lips and reach down and start to undo his belt. 

"I'd really...really like to make you cum." I say as I lean forward and kiss his neck, his hands slipping up my back as I pull his belt and unbutton his pants and I whisper in his ear. 

"With my mouth"