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~Bella~

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Alessa's P.O.V

I was slowly the awakened with a soft sensation travelling across my neck and collar bone, it felt so surreal due to my half conscious, half unconscious state, but so far I was sure the sensation was real.

The light feathery touches continued on my neck and collarbone, causing an involuntary groan to escape me as I felt as warm prescience above me before I suddenly noticed a warm breath hitting my skin and I instantly became more aware.

My body became more awake to the touch and soon realized, it wasn't no touch, it was kisses along my neck and collarbone.

And damn did it feel good...

Fluttering my eyes open, I was met with a mass of dark hair and toned muscle as Angelo hovered above me, trailing small feather like kisses down my neck. So often he would a little more pressure on the sweet spot on my neck causing an involuntary moan to escape my lips. With that small sound, Angelo lifted his head, his piercing blue eyes connecting with mine, they were so captivating I almost missed what he said.

"Morning," he said, his voice husky from waking up, causing my stomach to somersaults and body heat as his eyes traveled across my face and upper body with a hunger that I almost had me squirming under his heated gaze.

"Morning," I murmured, drawing his eyes back to me, I scanned his face, taking in his adorably tousled hair and morning stubble that traveled across his face.

"That was one way to wake up," I teased, my arms looping instinctively around Angelo's neck as he remained stationary above me.

"Is that so..." he murmured, bending down he continued to suck and kiss the sensitive skin on my neck causing me to let out small yet audible moans that had him smirking against my skin. My skin heated up as I felt myself become more and and more lust driven as he continued his torturous kisses on my neck.

I swear if he carries on, it's not gonna be sweet kisses in a moment...

Then all of a sudden, he pulled away, the absence of his warm and touch causing a pout to cross my features.

Chuckling, Angelo rose up from the bed, his god sculpted body becoming highlighted by the suns rays that filtered in through the window blinds. Turning to me, he flashed one of his mouth-watering smiles before sauntering out of the room to get changed.

Rolling my eyes, I huffed in aggravation.

He's such a tease, now I'm going to be flustered for the rest of the day...

Swinging my legs over the bed, I wandered into my bathroom to quickly get changed.

Looking out my window, it looked hot outside since it was the beginning of August, Italy was at the peak of it's summer, so I decided on a pair of cute denim shots with an grey semi-cropped halter top before letting my hair loose. Makeup-wise, I didn't bother with anything but mascara since I was just with Angelo, and to be honest I didn't find the idea of caking on makeup appealing.

Satisfied with my look, I walked out of my room in search for Angelo, as well as food since my stomach had begun to start a fuss.

I found him leaning ideally against the kitchen counter, seeming indulged in whatever was on his phone his eyes were glued to.

Stepping fully into the kitchen, his eyes were drawn from his phone and into me, his gaze instantly making me blush as he eyed the hell out of me.

Smirking, I noticed him take in my long legs, definitely something I would have fun teasing him with later.

Cocking my head, I decided to have a little fun. Sashaying over to him, I watched as his eyes followed the movement of my hips.

"So, what are we doing today?" I asked softly, fluttering my eyes at him as I stopped in front of him.

Clearing his throat, I knew I had gotten to him,"You said you loved cupcakes right?" He asked, I nodded enthusiastically- the connection between me and cake is unbreakable.

"So I figured me and you could make some," he continued, I was pretty sure my face was lit up like a kids on Christmas 'cause that's how I pretty much felt.

As a kid I would always bake with my mother, we would end up eating the majority of the batter or getting the flour everywhere, but that's what made it fun, the bonding not the baking- even though that was a plus.

About 10 minutes later, we had made the batter and was setting up the cup cake tin.

"Angelo! Stop licking the batter!"I scolded, he froze looking like a child caught with sweets before dinner, before pouting.

"But it's so good," he whined, causing me to chuckle at his childish behaviour.

"Try it," he said, holding his finger out with a blob of batter on it. Unable to refuse, I licked off the batter on his finger, I had to admit that was some good ass shit of batter.

Groaning, I nodded,"That does taste good," I murmured, swallowing the after taste of the batter.

"Possibly not as good as you though,"he commented, yet before I could even blush, his lips crashed into mine, the sweet taste of his lips invaded my whole mind yet left me almost paralysed when I slowly opened my mouth for him. His touch became something I needed-I craved.

Pulling away-much too soon in my opinion-I was left breathless and very much dazed.

Glancing up at him, I instantly realised he had a hand flour print on the side of his face from where my hand was. An ear splitting grin came across my face .

Stifling a laugh, I just watched his confusion.

"What?"he asked, his brows furrowing into deep lines.

I was giggling now, so I just pointed to his cheek. Frowning, he pulled out the camera on his phone before a scowl came across his face when he saw himself, which in turn made me laugh harder.

While in my hysterics, I didn't notice him ruffle some into my hair until some landed on my nose.

Quirking an eyebrow up at him,"You sir are starting a flour battle with me, you up for the challenge?"I questioned, his grin was so contagious it almost broke my serious facade.

"Bring it on, amore,"he challenged.

And so I did.

About two bags of flour later, we were both in hysterics over how much flour was on each other.

I was covered from head to toe in flour, and so was Angelo, but dear god the kitchen looked like World War Three had occurred.

Catching my breath, I walked over to Angelo who seemed to have a triumphant grin on his face as he wasn't covered in as much flour as I was.

"I'll take my win, Miss Georgio," he teased, yet my name on his tongue definitely made my heart flutter a little.

"Whatever," I huffed, rolling my eyes mockingly,"But now we have to get cleaned up and clean this," I said glancing around the kitchen.

Nodding, he quickly grabbed the cupcake tin before sliding it into the oven, which frankly I had forgotten about, before turning back to me.

"Let's clean the kitchen then we can tidy up ourselves," he said. Nodding before getting work with cleaning with Angelo.

****************** Hope you enjoyed this chapter, the next chapter is a new P.O.V so you can probably guess which character ;-)

Anyway, until next time my lovelies-

~Bella~