My Mafia Madness 2

Chapter 2 - Arriving in Italy

The jet was about to land and with the knowledge that Alexa was still fast asleep in the back room, Dante headed back there to wake her.

As he quietly opened the door and peered inside, Dante couldn’t help but smile at the sight of her there fast asleep, exactly where he had left her with the blanket pulled up over her shoulders.

It looked as if she hadn’t even moved an inch the entire time.

He must have tired her out.

Crossing the room to stand over her, he crouched down so that he was at her level and silently watched her beautiful body as it slowly rose and fell with each of her breaths.

She looked so angelic like this.

He found it hard to, but he reached out and gently caressed her face with the tips of his fingers, sliding them down the length of her face and stopping at her chin.

“Assolutamente perfetto…” (Absolutely perfect) he whispered his thoughts aloud softly.

The sensation of his fingers running down the side of her face and the sound of his husky voice pulled Alexa out of her deepened slumber, and she slowly blinked her eyes open to see him right beside her.

Her smile was immediate and bright.

“Hey there handsome.” she spoke with a groggy voice.

“Hey there, bella.” he replied sweetly.

“Sorry to wake you, baby, but we’re about to land.”

Alexa seemed confused by this, glancing around the room. 

She had apparently lost track of time and now felt rather silly lying here stark naked when they were about to arrive in Italy!

“Oh, crap!”

She cursed aloud to herself as she immediately leapt up and began redressing herself in her clothes.

Dante stood back watching as she did so, admiring the shape of her luscious body. 

His eyes were practically dry humping her from where he stood and he fought to prevent his member from standing at full salute beneath his trousers.

“Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?” she asked, frantically pulling her dress back over her head and adjusting it nicely.

“What time is it anyway?”

Dante lifted his left arm up and glanced at his expensive Rolex watch before he spoke his reply.

“Here in Italy, we’re six hours ahead of New York… so it’s around 10:00pm.”

“Really? Wow… what about dinner?” she asked, fixing her hair in the mirror.

“We’ll grab something on the way. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t forget to feed you, amore mio.”

“Thank god, I’m starving…” she paused, finally happy with what she now saw in the mirror before her.

“Did you at least enjoy the flight?”

Her reply came as his warm embrace wrapped around her from behind, pulling her back in against his firm, sculpted chest as he breathed his minty breath down over her shoulder.

“How I could I not? I spent most of it f*****g this beautiful woman, remember?” he whispered before laying a gentle kiss upon her exposed neck.

“Mmmm… flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Romano.” Alexa mused with a smirk.

Alexa knew exactly how he would respond to her calling him that. 

She knew it drove the man completely wild whenever she used his formal name and it was entirely her intention.

Right on cue Dante growled a deep, animalistic sound into her ear as he ran his hand down the length of her body, now headed between her legs for her covered core.

And just as she had planned to, Alexa casually stepped out of his hold, heading for the doorway and calling out over her shoulder playfully at him.

“You coming, or what?”

When Dante turned and glared back at her, she couldn’t supress a small giggle before she stepped out of the room and left him standing there on his own, with a hardened semi and desperately needing to punish his woman for her actions.

But Dante could be patient. He would wisely bide his time and find the right moment to repay her for such defiant playfulness.

After all, they had all the time in the world now that they were here in Italy.

And he was certainly going to make the most of it.

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Once the jet had successfully landed and come to a complete stop, the door was opened and everyone inside began to disembark, one by one.

Alexa walked hand in hand with Dante while Willow and Roberto followed along behind them, apparently not as confident with making a public display of affection in front of everyone else.

The two weren’t holding hands, but it was clear by their dishevelled clothing and the smeared lipstick on Roberto’s collar that they were very affectionate behind closed curtains.

As they approached the line of expensive sports cars, both Willow and Alexa seemed to pause in shock and utter disbelief.

For there, parked before them were an array of different types of Italy’s most modern and sporty cars, in an array of different colours and models.

A black Lamborghini Reventon, sleek and longing for speed.

A cherry red Ferrari Enzo that appeared to look much darker under the star-filled sky.

A silver Pagani Zonda C12 F, with its unusual shape accenting its curves.

A bright white Mazzanti Evantra that appeared to glow in the moonlight.

And finally, a bright green Pagani Huayra which stood out due to its vibrant colour alone.

The group made their way across towards the waiting sports cars while the two girls both grabbed each other’s hands and began to squeal in excitement while jumping up and down on the spot.

“Holy s**t! Holy s**t!” Willow cried out.

“I think I just had a mini orgasm right then! Oh my god, these cars are so beautiful!”

Alexa screwed up her face at her friend’s joke and then looked to Dante as he casually leaned back against the black Lamborghini with his hands in his jacket pockets and a wide smile upon his face.

“Like what you see, bella?” he called out to her with a nod of his chin.

Pursing her lips together, she shrugged casually.

“Na, I’ve seen better.” she taunted him.

Dante’s left brow lifted with challenge at her feisty attitude.

Willow’s eyes just about shot out of her head at her best friend’s comment, and she gave Alexa a nudge in the shoulder for it.

“She’s kidding Dante, obviously!” Willow explained, shaking her head.

“These cars are f*****g incredible! So whose are they?”

“The red one’s mine.” Matteo announced proudly, moving over to place his hand on the hood.

“Mine’s the Pagani Huayra.” Roberto added, he too quite proudly.

Alexa frowned, looking between the cars and clearly with no knowledge of which he was talking about right now. 

That name meant nothing to someone like her.

Willow spoke up just in time to explain for her friend’s apparent lack of knowledge when it came to anything mechanical.

“The green one, Lex.”

Alexa nodded her head, then turning her attention back towards Dante as she closed the gap between them with one intentionally slow step after the other.

“And the other three cars?” Alexa asked him, she too lifting her left brow in challenge.

Dante’s expression was cocky now as his smirk turned into a wide grin.

“What can I say, I see something beautiful, I must have it.” he announced as she came to stand right in front of him now, allowing him to place his hands onto either side of her hips.

“Is that right?” Alexa asked.

“I got you, didn’t I?” he pointed out, causing her to chuckle a little and her cheeks to redden at his intended compliment towards her beauty.

“Yeah, you did.” she nodded her head before the two leaned in and kissed one another passionately.

But just as their kiss as getting good, the sudden sound of Matteo’s cherry red Ferrari roaring to life startled Alexa, who instantly broke their kiss and turned to face the car responsible.

Everyone laughed, including Dante whose was the deepest of all.

Deciding it was time for them to head off, the billionaire Mafia Boss pushed off the Lamborghini and proceeded to open the passenger door for Alexa, like a true gentleman.

“Milady, your carriage awaits…”

He gestured with a wave of his hand inside the car, and she smiled as she followed his lead, ducking down and getting herself into the car before he closed the door behind her.

While this was happening, Roberto and Willow got into the green Pagani Huayra together, Nicola and Bruno got into the white Mazzanti, Luca and Lanzo got into the silver Pagani Zonda and Cecilio joined Matteo in his cherry red Ferrari.

When all ten of the travellers were seated in the luxury sports cars, they zoomed off, one by one along the darkened tarmac, headed toward their next destination…

The Romano’s home, Castello Romano.