Matteo's pov.
I cradled her face in both my hands. Looking into her eyes, I accepted, “fu.ck! Sugar, you are the most charismatic girl I have ever met. Everything in you excites me to a level I can't explain. You are mystically beautiful, and you have no idea how much I want to peel your layers and know you better.”
“So, you are not angry?” She asked, blinking at me with her innocent eyes.
“No, baby. I can never be angry with you,” I held her in my arms.
How could I? When she was the only girl, I wanted her so badly.
“Ummn… but.. if you want, you can go and have...mmmm... fun," she said hesitantly, and I was flattered that she thought about me. Or didn't she know what she was asking for? Trouble!
“So you want me to have fun with other women?” I asked teasingly.
“NO!” She yelped wi
