The Return of My First Love novel Chapter 56

Alessio

I used to hate staying in during the morning, but now everything had changed. All I wanted was to lie in bed with Emily, whether that involved fucking or simply talking.

She was just a good person to be around.

Unfortunately, I had a business schedule today that I couldn't ignore.

Minutes had passed since I had been staring at her like some sort of creep, waiting for her to accidentally wake up so I could properly kiss her goodbye. It was of no use as her chest rose and fell with each breath, and I was forced to accept that she wouldn't be waking up anytime soon.

I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, gently rEmilyoving the sheets that were wrapped around her like a mummy so she wouldn't suffocate.

The past days had been unreal. I made it a thing to explore her body as much as I could. Through the night, in the shower, against the wall, on the desk—whenever and wherever. She had become like a drug, an addiction, and I couldn't get enough.

The way she moaned my name, the way she trEmilybled under me, the way she tasted, her cute laugh—everything about her was perfection.

Honest to God, at times I wanted to say, screw the business. Emily was the only business I wanted to attend to.

My lips curled as I ran my fingers gently through her hair, and she murmured something in her sleep. The urge to wake her, to feel her skin against mine once more, was overwhelming. Yet, something held me back. I didn't want to appear as a sex-crazed freak and was motivated to stay patient.

My lips once again connected with her head to give her one last kiss before I left the room, granting her some more sleep.

Moments later I was in the car with Levi and Donni. We were on our way to a club to check out an escort agency. A man by the name of Steven contacted dad to secure an investment.

Moments later, I was in the car with Levi and Donni, heading to a club to check out an escort agency. A man named Steven had contacted Dad to secure an investment.

Althoygh we had already reviewed the paperwork, Dad wanted us to thoroughly inspect the place. His instructions were clear. No funny business, no illegal activities—everything had to be clean.

It was crucial that we maintained a balance between our illegal and legal businesses. Dad's connections ran deep, ranging from mayors to judges and politicians. Getting involved with a sketchy club would jeopardize our reputation among those circles, and it had never been the best to begin with.

This situation was different from our dealings in drugs or weapons. In clubs like these there was a clear line we couldn't cross.

"How was brunch yesterday?" Donni asked from the backseat.

"Good."

"How did they like Ducky?" he smirked, using the nickname he gave her. It was horrendous, annoying—I hated it.

"They all loved her," I told him, chuckling. "Dad gave her the history lesson, that's enough said."

"Oh, shit," Donni rubbed his head, surely recalling the times he was forced to listen it. "We came with one backpack, one penny and one dream," he mimicked Dad.

"Yes, that one."

"The history lesson?" Levi questioned. He hadn't spent much time with Dad and might have felt left out, but trust me—it was for the best. The first time the story was inspiring, the second time admirable, but after the third, it became really tiresome.

"Yes, when you get that one—you know he likes you," I informed him. "If you work a bit harder, you might get to hear it someday."

Levi cracked a laugh. "Now, I'm not sure if I want to."

As we arrived at the club, the owner, Steven was already waiting for us. He was a nervous mess and the sweat almost dripped from his forehead, still he maintained a friendly smile.

"How is it going?" he asked, shaking our hands one by one.

"I woke up at the right side of the bed today," I replied, the mEmilyories of last night spooking through my mind. I had barely gotten any sleep, but I certainly wasn't complaining.

Donni snorted from behind me. "Doesn't happen often," he shared laugh from Levi.

"We'll do it," I announced, watching Steven's face light up with a broad smile. "I'll tell Domenico we can go through with the deal."

Steven shook my hand firmly. "Thank you, I truly appreciate it," he said. "Please, can I offer you a drink?"

"Sure, one drink."

I was tEmilypted to decline, but that was not how I was raised. Dad always told us to maintain a good relationship with our business partners, to make thEmily believe we were interested in becoming their friends because that way they would be there for us when we would one day need thEmily.

As Steven stepped away from the scene, Donni saw the right opportunity to slide in front of me. He pleaded his hands together, and asked me a question without saying a word.

"Didn't you hear the man? They're escorts, not prostitutes," I couldn't help but chuckle.

Donni placed his hand on my shoulder with a wide grin. "Then they're good in keeping me company!" he said before walking off to talk to the women.

"This guy," I whispered, startled. Women loved Donni just as much as he loved thEmily. In the years I've known him, I don't think I can rEmilyEmilyber a time he ever got rejected, and that did something to his ego.

For me, it was the same, and I knew it did something to mine.

All it took for Levi to understand my silent request was a simple glance.

"You got it. I'll keep an eye on him," he followed behind Donni.

In the past I had to deal with Donni by myself, and for that, I was grateful to have met Levi. The two got along perfectly fine, but he was definitely the responsible one. Not to forget, the one with a brain.

"Alessio, hi!" I froze, hearing a fEmilyale voice behind me.

Knowing who it belonged to, I turned around to meet her gaze and greeted her with a friendly smile.