Iris' Pov

Dinner was rather pleasant, suprisingly, Luca wasn't that bad he actually managed to make me laugh the whole time and now I had a huge stupid dopey smile on my face.

"How about a quick stop?" Luca asks winking at me as we drive through the night.

I nod at him and watch in silence as we drive into the parking lot of Walmart, raising an eyebrow at him he smirks grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the limo with him.

As we enter the large department store, Luca and I wander towards the liquor aisle, people staring and gaping at us. I mean its not everyday Luca Donario walks into Walmart dressed in a suit.

"Brandy?" Luca asks pointing towards the bottle of Brandy.

I ran my finger against the assortment of liquor, stopping short at the bottle of whiskey.

"Um...how about whiskey?"

"You drink whiskey?" Amazement evident on his face, his brows furrowing.

"What can I say, you're rubbing off on me." I say over my shoulder.

Strolling up to the brunette bombshell cashier, who is currently gawking at Luca, she cashes the bottle of whiskey placing it into a bag. Luca grabs the bag and sends the cashier a wink which causes her to blush bright red and her jaw to drop.

"Must be nice having women fall to your feet." I comment as we walk out, glancing up at Luca.

"Not all women." He answers removing the top and placing the his bottle to his lips for a long drink as soon as we're outside.

"I guess your charms don't work on all of us." Arms clasp behind my back as I follow beside Luca with a grin.

Luca lets out a deep husky chuckle and shows off his beautiful pearly white teeth, he bites his crimson red lips suggestively and glances over at me with lust hooded eyes.

"Eventually it does." He mutters confidently his head raised to the sky as he passes me the bottle.

Gulping down the burning liquid I can only think one thing, I am definitely screwed.

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Luca pushes the front door open, stumbling slightly I giggle as I kick my heels off with a little help from Luca, trying to make my way up the stairs I stumble over almost falling down the long flight of marble stairs, luckily Luca picks me up into those muscular arms of his and carries me bridal style.

Fuck I'm drunk.

"My, my hhhhero." I slur, looping my arms around his neck. "God, you're so handsome."

"You humor me, amore." Luca chuckles gazing into my eyes with his hazel orbs.

"Luca?" I mumble.

"Yes, tesoro." He answers, pushing a door open.

I pause as Luca places me down on the comfy bed gently, getting off the bed Luca sighs heavily. I reach for the zipper of my dress, pouting each time when I fail to unzip myself.

"Let me help you." Luca whispers, trying to contain his laughter.

"Don't laugh at me." I whine, stomping my feet.

"My apologies, dolcezza." He hums, standing behind me.

Luca's gentle yet firm hands come up to the zipper of the dress as he unzips me, the feel of his warm hands on my bare skin eliciting a groan from me. Pressing a tender kiss on the side of my neck his hands move to my waist as he helps me slide out of the rest of my dress.

Unhooking my bra and tossing it across the room, the cold air makes my nipples hard. Luca takes in a sharp breath, his eyes running over my naked body before dropping his gaze and walking to his closet.

Dammit, I really need him right now.

Seconds later Luca comes back out of his closet one of his black tees in hand, handing it to me I pull it over my head covering myself.

I can't say sober me won't be happy but drunk me really, really wants Luca to take me, hard.

Crawling onto his bed I give him a look at my bare core and plop down like a starfish, Luca wears a troubled look on his face, he looks as if he's having a internal battle with himself.

"Luca, can I ask you something?" I inquire feeling a little sleepy.

"What is it, amore?" He asks sitting beside me on the bed.

"Why do you hate me?" My voice becomes heavy with sleep.

Luca tenses, his back ridged and his shoulders straight, he seems generally stunned by my question. Reaching out my hand to him, he grasps my wrist and entwines our fingers.

Finally responding.

"You're not going to remember this when you wake up ....but Iris, I don't hate you. That's hardly possible, you're an amazingly beautiful woman with a heart of pure gold. Cazzo, I don't hate you, I hate myself."

I try to stay awake, I try to keep my eyes open so I could see it, see the beauty that was the real Luca Donario but sleep simply wouldn't have it and won against me.

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Luca's Pov

Iris' big brown eyes stare up at me and I know from that minute on I was a goner, I want her, I need her and dammit, I will have her. Her question was shocking and I hadn't anticipated it and for a second I was a little lost for words.

Grasping her hand that reaches out to touch me, it feels right to entwine our fingers, it feels perfect.

"You're not going to remember this when you wake up but Iris, I don't hate you. That's hardly possibly, you're an amazingly beautiful woman with a heart of pure gold. Cazzo, I don't hate you, I hate myself." I admit. "I hate myself for all the pain I have and am going to cause you, I hope you can forgive me."

Once I'm finished I look to my side to see that mi bellissimo angioletto has fallen asleep and has probably not heard anything I have to say, brushing a few strands of hair from her face, I press a kiss to her forehead.

I leave my bedroom closing the door softly as not to wake Iris, shrugging off my jacket I discard it in the hallway along with my bow tie. I make my way up to the only place were I can relax and unwind, the piano room.

I sit down in front the black grand piano where I could sit for hours, playing its soft melodies as my mind wanders to Iris, my little temptress.

Oh, how I want to fuck her raw as punishment for all the times she's tempted me

"Awfully late for you to be playing." I snap my head up to see Rosie standing in the archway a smile on her aged face.

Rosetta was like a mother to me. Like a confidante. Like a strong shoulder when I needed one. She had been with me since as young as 10 and knew me better than anyone.

"Awfully late for you to still be here." I reply playing a few chords.

"I was just taking my leave when I heard the music." She clicks her tongue, her smile widening as she glides over to me.

She leans over my shoulder and plays the ending of the song, I started just like when I was younger. "You should tell her, Luca. She has a right to know about the man she married."

"I know, Rosie. I know." I mutter as she places her hands on my slumped shoulders. "I'll tell her...soon."

She sighs heavily, clearly unhappy with me, however kissing my cheek she says. "Ciao...have a good night Luca."

"Good night, Rosie."

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