|GENNARO DE ' SANTIS :
Elite fundraising event
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He couldn't keep his eyes off her.
Not from the moment she walked in wearing that gorgeous dress that made his little man stir.
If he had thought she was stunning in the pictures handed to him, he thought she looked even more like a goddess now. He couldn't deny the attraction he felt for her but then again he must probably be sex starved. After all he had been celibate for two weeks now and the way she was swaying her hips, the way her breast moved when she did, turned him on in every way.
His eyes were trailed on her as her big doe eyes jolted around the room uncomfortably, her right hand gripping Nikons own tightly. For some reason that seemed to stir something in him. He didn't want her holding Nikons — He wanted her. He wanted to be the one she was clinging to, at every event and while she screamed his name in bed.
His eyes reluctantly left her face and traveled down at her body stopping at her breast.
Fuck, he wanted to reach out and take them in his hands — he wanted to do a lot of things to her — unholy things.
It was wrong and he knew it. — the attraction he felt towards her was wrong but Gennaro De ' Santis was a man that did everything in the book of wrong. It wasn't just him, he noticed, every man in the room was staring at her like a predator would a prey. And Nikons, the cocky bastard was grinning from ear to ear — his eyes met with Gennaro's and his grin widened. He sent him a wink before walking over to a table, an uncomfortable Thia tagging along.
" Damn, she's sexy " Dante whistled showing up beside Gennaro holding a glass of champagne in one hand and little cakes he had taken from the food table. He shoved it into his mouth not aware of his friends harsh glare on his face.
If eyes could kill, Gennaro would have had him six feet under by now. It was unsettling and seemed to hit a nerve — hearing Dante call Thia sexy.
" I can see why Nikons was so determined to get her — that bastard " Dante scowled. He turned to his friend and grinned changing the subject. " Faye has been ogling me since I came in. I think i'm going to get laid today after all "
Gennaro shock his head " If you want Sterling to do away with your head, feel free to "
Dante scoffed. " That fucker keeps going on about his ' lovely daughter ' but still drags her into a room filled with wolves. " he paused glancing at Faye, he sent her a playful wink. " Do you think she would be up for a quickie in the bathroom stall ? I'm fucking turned on "
He didn't wait for Gennaro's reply. He stalked off towards Faye who had begun adjusting her dress and brushing her hair with her fingers.
Gennaro couldn't help the low chuckle that left his lips. He turned his attention back to Thia. She had leaned down to whisper something into Nikons ear and the latter didn't seem to be paying attention to her. His gaze was down her boobs that were turned to him.
Gennaro's hands tightened against the glass he was holding. He wanted to go over there and hit that bastard.
He watched as Nikons muttered a few things to Thia. She nodded at his words in understanding before getting up. She was heading towards the direction of the bathroom and the men were watching her.
A few guys stood up to follow her and before Gerrano could stop himself, he put down his glass and followed her sending a harsh glare to the men who immediately walked off on seeing him.
Everyone in the room might have been dangerous or involved in one or two shady business but everyone knows not to mess with Gennaro De ' Santis. The Italian man was ruthless and could be defined as the devil himself — both in business and his illegal dealings — It was why Nikons well hated him. Nikons was a greedy man who wanted power — the kind of power he thought Gennaro possessed but no matter what he did, the little boy seemed to always out smart and outshine him.
Gennaro followed Thia keeping a small distance between them as to not frighten her. Once she had gotten inside safely, he leaned against the bathroom door waiting for her to come in.
His tatted hands were tucked inside his pocket, his head was thrown back against the door, his eyes closed and his legs tapping impatiently against the floor as he waited for her to step out.
Gennaro De ' Santis wasn't a man of patient neither did he wait for anyone or followed a random woman to the bathroom to keep her safe. His action was puzzling to him but he chose not to think about it — at least not now.
The door pulled open and his eyes fluttered open immediately. His breathing seemed to have stopped so did the world around him as he got a closer look at the gorgeous girl he had been trailing all night but as soon as he noticed her red puffy eyes, he was shaking with anger.
She hadn't noticed. She was stuck in a daze staring at him, her mouth opened a little as she blatantly checked him out. A small chuckle left his lips involuntarily — he was happy that she at least found him attractive.
His laugh snapped her out of her daze, her face burned with embarrassment and once again Gennaro De ' Santis heart seemed to melt. She was cute when she blushed.
A frown reached his lips once he remembered what she had been doing inside the bathroom. His eyes darkened, using two fingers, he lifted her cheeks so that her gaze would match his
" You've been crying Cara ? "