Raven

Raven woke sated, she hadn't slept that well in as long as she could remember. She stretched out on Angelo's large bed and suddenly the memories of last twenty four hours had hit her again. This wasn't her small apartment downtown and she wasn't lying on her firm queen size bed. This bed was pure comfort and luxury.

"You look absolutely delicious today la mia alba." Angelo's deep cello like voice filled her ears.

Raven's eyes flew open, she lifted her head from the pillow before sitting upright and stretching, she was sure he was lying. She was aware of how she looked when she woke up, her hair was always like a bird's nest on top of her head which was not a pretty sight.

But his voice hadn't come from beside her he was standing in the doorway of his bathroom.

Angelo moved out of the showers steam that leaked from the bathroom with leopard like grace. He was alluring and a feast for the eyes first thing in the morning. He had titan like shoulders and a broad chest that was sculpted before tapering down into a trim waist.

She allowed herself one last glance at his tasty mermaid line before starting to smooth down her crazy hair by running her fingers through it. She stood up stretching and before he could grab her, she shot straight passed him and into the bathroom.

She knew she was running but she couldn't help it, he was already a walking temptation.

She regarded herself in the mirror and laughed lightly, "I look like a chicken tried to nest on my head overnight. Delicious? What a blind idiot." She mused.

She shook her head not finding what Angelo saw in her, she used the facilities and again borrowed his hairbrush and a toothbrush.

The cupboards where equally organised as his bedroom was, she smiled and started to spin the bottles, so the labels were slightly askew. Happy with her work she nodded and smiled to herself and left the bathroom.

She had to find some clothes before she could take a shower. She had borrowed his clothes last night as he wasn't around but with him here, she would have to ask first.

She walked into the bedroom, not seeing him she stepped into the enormous living room of his suite. He was leaning against the kitchen counter with his coffee in one hand and his phone in the other, looking every bit the businessman, he was.

This moment seemed sacred like many hadn't or would never see this calm he projected. He was after all the boss of the mafia and ruled over the City. She had heard the stories, everyone had. Though she knew not to believe half of them. He was always different with her.

She coughed announcing her arrival, "Angelo can I borrow some clothes until mine arrive?" She asked.

He stood and languidly approached her; he placed his phone in his pants pocket and set his cup down on the nearby countertop.

Her breath hitched; he was all in black again. Black tailored trousers with a black belt and a black shirt. Probably some designer she had never heard off she surmised. His shirt sleeves rolled up showing his strong forearms.

"Come." He stated before turning her and ushering her back into the bedroom.

"Angelo, what are you?" She asked as she was shown back through his bedroom to his closet. "A yes or no would have sufficed you don't need to come with me." Her heart raced and she felt heat from where his hand touched the small of her back.

She felt his warm breath near her ear, and she shuddered, "You can wear anything from my side of the closet on the right. I quite like you half naked in my shirts." He kissed her temple before adding, "Or you can pick from your new wardrobe on the left side of the closet."

Sure, enough the empty side of his closet was now filled with women's clothing, and they all had tags hanging from them. They were all brand new and all of them had designer labels hanging from them. She shook her head.

"How did you…?" Her words died before she could finish her sentence.

Angelo turned to stand at her side, "Anything you need I will provide ciccio."

Her mouth opened and closed again as she bit her lip hushing the harsh words behind them.

He moved in front of her his body surrounding hers, "Let me make it clear for you" he said as shadows danced in his eyes. "This is your home now, I am your home, your safety and your lover." His tone roughened. "I can't imagine a world where you and all your sunshine doesn't exist. So, believe in me when I say you are mine as I am yours."

His words hit her hard, he wasn't giving in, he wasn't going to back down and leave her alone. He meant everything he said, he was not a man who made statements on a whim, of that, she was sure.

She just wasn't sure if she was ready. She had only allowed herself to love her two friends but now she realised that she also loved Esther and Angelo all this time too. She was only fooling herself in the end.

She bit her lip and looked up into his eyes, all she saw was fierce determination in them. There was no point in arguing, not with Angelo.

He reached out and with his thumb removed her pillow like lip from her teeth, "Mine." He demanded before he captured her lips with his own as their bodies crashed together.

She could tell he was trying to be gentle with her but the way his lips landed on hers was demanding. As his tongue sought entrance she melted into the kiss and let him in.

He held her hips moving his hands up her slim waist, up towards her spine to her neck, it was at that moment he pulled on her hair making her bones turn to jelly and she whimpered.

Angelo abruptly let her go, his eyes widening with concern, "Oh ciccio, I am so sorry. Are you okay?"

Raven stared at him for a moment as his gaze held hers, breathing hard, she pulled his lips back to hers, "More." She demanded, her words no more than a whisper.

Home isn't always four walls and a ceiling sometimes it has ebony silky hair, stunning eyes, dimples and a beautiful smile she thought.