CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

{In the city}

"M—Marco, I don't, I still think this is a b-bad idea." she stuttered. Her legs trembled nonstop, her lips quivered and she tried controlling it, but it didn't work.

But he places a calming hand over her leg, stopping them from shuddering. And then he turned her to face him, and he kissed her, slow, soft and sweet.

"Calm down," He whispers to her lips.

"That's not calming at all. It only makes me tremble more." she confessed, and he smiled, and he nibbled on her lips some more.

"Trembling with desire is good." He says.

"We've arrived sir." the driver announces.

"Don't worry, you're with me. No one will dare talk down to you when you're standing with me." He kisses her again.

"You don't understand, those men that—that I, that I used to work for, I heard that they were real powerful people, I've seen some of them on TV before."