You're the ONE I need
Chapter 26

Lorianne's POV

She has mixed emotions when Leandro announces that they have finally landed in Florence.

Excited and anxious at the same time.

What if his family did not approve of her with him?

"Hey! Are you okay? You seem so quiet. Aren't you excited that you're here with me now?' the man nudged her, then took her into his arms.

"I am, but I'm not sure about your family," she replied hesitantly.

"They will love those whom I love," the man replied, helping her to get out of the aircraft.

He never let go of her hand until they reached the car that had been waiting for them.

The man named Tom is already waiting for them, so he will be the one who will take care of the plane.

She couldn't fathom whose this man she married was; she meant she was entangled with.

He is not an ordinary man; he has many people working for him.

From the Philippines, he has Rudy and Clara.

In Italy, he has Tom as his pilot.

Now he has a driver.

How about when they reach his house?

How many servants does he have?

"Hey! You're out of this world again? What bothers you, sweetheart?' he asked her, pulling her in to his side.

"I told you you would enjoy it here. I will take you anywhere you want. But for now we have to get some rest. We didn't have a proper rest for almost twenty hours of travel," he said, kissing her hair.

She has read in some novels that Italians are sweet; now she experiences it in real life.

She was amazed at the road they were on. The beautiful landscape. She is even more amazed when they enter the wide road that leads to a luxurious estate. He already has a beautiful villa in Palawan where they are staying. But this one? It's four times more beautiful than in the Philippines. She wonders how many servants are working inside to maintain the beauty of it.

The man didn't know about her background.

He doesn't know that she's an orphan. Or maybe she had told him; she can't recall it. She flew back to Siquijor the moment her memory returned, so maybe she hadn't told him.

Aside from her having a fiancé before she got involved in an incident, that's all he knew about her. And of course, he also knows her real name now.

"You're very quiet, sweetheart. I'm sure that you're very tired. Come here." He helped her get out of the car.

She doesn't know much about cars, but this one looks expensive. It has a cozy interior.

As they entered, some of her staff greeted them in their dialect.

He replied to them, and she heard that he had mentioned her name. They greeted her.

"Benvenuta a casa, signora," they said in chorus.

"It means, welcome home, Siñora," he whispered in her ear.

She only smiled at them.

He spoke with the people again and led her to a grand staircase. It feels like she's in a fairy tale.

His mansion is jaw-droppingly beautiful.

It's like being in a kingdom, she thought.

"What did you tell them?' she asked in curiosity.

"I told them that this is my beautiful wife," he said.

"And?" She still wanted to hear more.

"Of course I want them to look after my wife," he replied, kissing her in her nape.

When they were on the last step, he suddenly carried her, and he took her to one of the bedrooms.

He really lives extravagantly.

His room is huge.

It has a gigantic bed.

There is a huge sofa inside.

It's a house inside a house.

The house that she lived in with Jean before is just a speck.

"Let's take a shower so that we can rest," he said, pulling her to the bathroom.

"Wait, my clothes are on the plane; we forgot to take them," she said.

"You have enough clothes here; don't worry about those on the plane. Tom will hand it over to our driver when he finishes checking the aircraft," he replied. Because of what he said, she walked past him and entered the bathroom.

She was stunned by the size and the elegance of the bathroom.

She didn't notice that the man was already beside her undressing her.

When he held her hand and led her to the bubbling bathtub, she didn't say a word. It's like a fairy tale that she doesn't want to spoil the magic of it.

A little later, she felt the hard thing she was sitting on. He is growing under her. She smiles.

"Have you felt the hard thing behind me?" she asked with a naughty smile, then she held it.

He moaned and started touching her.

"Sweetheart, I have been controlling this for almost twenty-four hours; I can't hold it anymore," he said in his hoarse voice.

She is not made of stone, so she can't feel the burning desire arising in her. They only shared it on their honeymoon. It was so good, and right now she wanted it again. She wants him. She didn't say a word; she faced him.

She could see in his eyes the desire to have her.

His hunger and thirst for hers is undeniable.

That pleading look.

"I want you," he said and started kissing her.

She wants him too.

He lifted her and got out of the bathtub but never left her lips.

They both have all the bubbles in their bodies, but that cannot hinder their feelings at the moment. They wanted to satisfy themselves.

Like they haven't seen each other in a long time.

She carried her onto the bed, and he kissed her all over her body.

He worshiped her body with so much care.

Suddenly, she pulled out his hair when he kissed her on her very delicate body parts.

With her actions, she aroused him even more.

She almost lost her breath from the overwhelming pleasure overflowing her womanhood. She moaned about the pleasure he had given her. Little by little, Leandro rises from the bottom and meets her in the middle to fulfill their overflowing feelings.

She is very ready to have him.

With a thrust of his manhood into her, she moaned his name.

Slowly, they both dance to the rhythm of their hearts until they reach their climax together.