Important A/N: Many people seem to be confused on who Ali is ....

Ali - if you look back at the very first chapter- is Alessa's best friend and modelling partner - who in the previous chapter is coming out to Italy to see her friend ..

We all on the same page here? Anyway, that's all I had to say- on with the chapter!

Alessa's P.O.V

Sighing, I plopped down onto the sofa, my skin practically free of the majority of flour that was coating my skin 30 minutes ago, leaving me looking like a ghost. But the kitchen took over and hour to clean, by the time I had sweeped the floor, I had aching muscles in my back and arms. Yet on the plus side, we had multiple cupcakes that left my stomach bloated and the feeling of a sugar crash.

Gazing off in thought, the sofa suddenly became uneven as Angelo sat down next to me, his damp hair darker than usual, his sweet citrus smell wrapping itself around my senses and comforting me. His eyes remained trained on me as he settled down on the sofa beside me, the cushion shifting below me as he sat down. I scanned his rugged face, the silence ringing out into the air as we seemed to study each other for what seemed eternity. His deep blue eyes trailed across my face, his expression unreadable as his eyes continued to travel. I felt captivated in his gaze, his eyes reflecting waves of unrecognizable emotions of such raw intensity I felt trapped in his gaze.

My fingers twitched to touch his soft lips that was in a gentle pout and trail my finger tips across his defined jawline.Yet a few more moments passed as he continued to gaze at me, I could almost hear the thoughts that were racing through his mind as his eyes continued to whirl with emotions.

"There's something on your mind," I murmured, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear, my soft tone ringing through the silence.

Angelo's P.O.V

"There's something on your mind," she murmured, her soft voice ringing through the silence yet it sounded like a melody to my ears as she slowly tucked a strand of her dark hair behind her ear, curiosity sparkling inside her eyes.

God she is beautiful, I thought, my eyes trailing slowly across her relaxed features. Her dark hair was slowly cascading down her shoulders, as if begging for me to run my fingers through it. Her eyes were bright and captivating and her lips looked so plumb and inviting.

My eyes focused on her lips, she must of noticed as I felt her lean forwards, her eyes trained on mine.

"Angelo," she whispered, the silvery melody of her voice serenaded through my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. I was once struck again by what she did to me, by her beauty and personality. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth would spread across my entire body. After each kiss I became addicted for more, craving her soft touch.

I hadn't realized I had subconsciously lent forwards during my daze, our lips were inches apart , her breath fanned across my cheek as her familiar scent of vanilla surrounded me. Leaning further in, I closed the gap between us, my lips brushing against hers softly, I felt her breath hitch as our lips connected, sending sparks across my body.

Grabbing her legs, I hooked then around my hips, feeling like the world around us began to melt as our kisses got deeper. Her hands wrapped around the back of my head as her fingers tightened around my hair. She returned my kisses wildly, giving to me exactly what I desired. I dominated her warm plump lips, while exploring every inch of her mouth with my tongue, earning small muffled groans from Alessa which drove me insane. Pulling her tighter against my body, I could no longer fight what I felt for her right in that moment.

I knew the feeling of lust, i had experienced it many times in my past, but this.. This was something different. Something so much different. It was almost to the point of agony. But somehow the best kind. Yet it scared me, the greatness of these feelings I had for her but in that moment was to make her as crazy as she makes me. And that simple feeling of what I felt of love.. That simple word and emotion caused my heart to begin to pound frantically as if it was going to explode inside my chest. I waited for my fear to wash over me, to take over my mind and body, to bring up my walls... But it didn't, I only felt completeness inside my mind.

I took over, kissing her with a wild passion, lust and love bundled into one that was so extreme it shook me. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling every so often as my hands remained wrapped around her waist, often trailing across the back dimples on her back that seemed to drive me insane. Her muffled moans drove me closer and closer to insanity.

But then, the phone rang, I nearly growled in anger. But then I felt her slowly pull away yet her hands remained gripping my hair as her lips remained glued to mine. It was hard to stop. We each became addicted to each others kisses, making it impossible to stop. Just when the phone silenced it's constant ringing, it rang again causing me to curse the person on the other line.

"Fuck," I gasped as we both pulled away slightly. Our breaths were rapid and shallow, eyes dilated. I scanned her face, her eyes clouded with undeniable lust and raw emotion as if they held a fire that needed to be fed. Her lips were plump red and swollen as they remained parted as her shallow breaths pasted her lips.

So seductive.

So addictive.

I wanted more.

"I should answer that," she whispered, her voice laced with lust as she gazed at me through hooded lashes urging me to pull back against my lips and ravish her the entire night.

Constricting myself, I just watched her as she lazily stretched across the sofa before grabbing her phone, the name flashing above the screen repeatedly.

"Hello?" she said, her relaxed lines on her face hardening a little. My hands remained on her waist, rubbing in small circle on her sides, for some reason I needed to be in contact with her, it just felt right.

Watching her facial expression as it changed into one of confusion to sudden ecstatic surprise. She squealed on my lap, her face lighting up like a child's, her lips curving into a large grin. Humming across the line for a few moments, her ear-splitting grin stayed plastered on her face the entire time.

"Yeah- Ok what's your poi- Oh my god!" she squealed, her body squirming on my lap as she nodding frantically against her phone. I cocked my head slightly to one side, as if trying to listen in on the conversation she was having with the caller on the other line.

"Ok, see you," she said excitedly before pressing the end call button on her phone.

Glancing down at me her hands wrapped themselves around the base of my neck playing with the some of the strands of my hair.

"Who was that?" I asked, my hands flexing around her waist at the sudden thought of another man making her react that way. My possessive side flared as I ran my hands up and down her waist making her seemingly relax.

Humming in thought, she finally opened her mouth to speak.

"It was my friend Ali, she's flying over to Italy to come visit."

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(A/N):Okay, so sorry about not updating in like forever- I have exams coming up and so many oral exams and assessments for the next 3 weeks so I'm probably not going to be able to update soon after this. But hopefully this will keep you all satisfied until around June.

Sorry for any typo's or mistakes and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Don't forget to vote and comment anything and I'll see you later my Lovelies :-)

~Bella~