Chapter 19

Luca stood behind Robin with his arm around her waist as they watched the people dancing and having a good time. He put his lips to her ear.

"It's time we head upstairs and get you out of this dress. But first I must go talk to someone, I'll be back soon."

Giving her cheek a kiss he left her to talk to a woman who had just walked over, congratulating her.

Suddenly Robin started to sweat. Though she had tried on numerous occasions to seduce Luca she was now scared.

Grabbing a glass of champagne from the tray the waiter was carrying took two long gulps. Others made their way over to her making small talk, all were quite friendly. She was handed another glass which she drank a little too fast. The champagne helped to ease her anxiety and a little giddy.

When Luca returned twenty minutes later he found her surrounded by four men and she was drinking. Seeing them laughing and one man took a hold of her arm and he heard the man asking her for a dance.

This set Luca's blood boiling to see another man with his hands on her. He rushed over, putting his hand on the man's shoulder, adding enough pressure it made him wince.

"This dance belongs to be."

She giggled when he led her to the dance area.

"You're so sexy when you are being possessive," she slurred her words.

"You're drunk, how much have you had to drink?"

"I don't know," she snickered.

"But my feet are killing me."

Pulling free from his hold she kicks off her shoes, holding them in her hands she puts her arms around his neck and they continue to dance.

When he felt her body pressing into him and she reached up, grazing his mouth with her lips he couldn't fight the raging desire that filled him.

"You are teasing me, making me want you but I can not make love to you in your condition." No, he wasn't about to let her first time be this way, with her drunk.

"You said you would Luca, you promised," she said, pouting. Her fingers played with the back of his hair and her lips went to his neck, kissing ever so softly.

"I want you, Luca, I want to feel the pleasure only you can give me."

The way she ran her fingers through his hair sent a tingling sensation shooting throughout his body, not to mention what was happening when she kissed and sucked lightly on his neck. He was so turned on he couldn't wait.

Taking her hand practically dragged her away from the dance area and headed inside. With no one around he pinned her up against the wall.

"Oh my God, I want you so bad. I only pray I can wait till I get you upstairs or the guest will be seeing one hell of a show."

His mouth came down hard on hers, attacking her lips like some kind of wild animal.

A cough behind them stopped Luca, annoyed he looked over his shoulder to see who it was.

"Grazia, what the hell do you want," he said, then letting go of Robin.

"For God sake, Luca, making out where anyone can see you," Grazia hissed.

"I asked you what you wanted."

"Mr. Spencer has some papers for you to sign. I told him this was not the time but he said you wanted to sign them tonight."

"Tell him I'll be waiting in my office."

When Grazia left he kissed Robin's cheek. "This will only take a few minutes, go to my room, I mean our room and wait for me."

Swaying a little she giggled.

"Don't keep me waiting."

She walked away barefoot and gave him a seductive smile.

He had forgotten about those damn papers, but since they were important he headed to his office.

"Let's get this over with, my bride is waiting for me," Luca said as he took the documents from Spencer's hands.

Ten minutes later he shook the man's hand and rushing out took the stairs two steps at a time. He had removed his tie and jacket by the time he reached his bedroom, he was anxious to get Robin into bed.

Entering their room Robin was laying on the bed still wearing her wedding dress and not moving. Walking closer he felt all the lust and desire draining from his body when he realized she had passed out.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and looking down at her sweet face he shook his head. Putting his hands on her back pulled her up, her head fell onto his shoulder and he pulled down the zipper of the dress, laying her back down.

He then slid the dress down, exposing her breasts since she wore no bra. It was driving him mad seeing them and not being able to do a damn thing about it. He continued pulling it down till he had it off her, draping it over the chair.

Reaching for her panties he stopped. It would be better to leave them on or he may not be able to control himself and he wasn't a pervert who was going to have his way with a woman who was passed out. He heard her murmur his name when he covered her with the blanket.

Removing his own clothes he poured himself a drink before getting into bed next to her. Needless to say, he was disappointed as well as sexually frustrated, what was to be a night of passion was ruin when she got drunk.

Maybe it was a sign telling him that he was right to begin with, that she should be his wife in name only. Getting into bed he tossed and turned, sleep did not come easy that night.

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When Robin woke her head was pounding, it felt like drums were banging away inside her head. Sitting up she rubbed her temples and realizing she was naked pulled the sheet over her exposed breasts.

Looking up she saw Luca sitting in a chair, staring at her. He looked so handsome in the white shirt and dark pants he wore, but he looked angry.

Robin tried to swallow the lump in her throat, but it seemed to be lodged in there.

"Luca, I'm so sorry about last night."

He sat there, arms crossed. "Why are you sorry?"

"I'm sorry I got drunk and fell asleep," she said, turning her head away so she didn't have to see the anger in his eyes.

"I don't know what I was thinking."

"You didn't fall asleep Robin, you passed out. For the past two weeks, you have been tempting me with your body, begging me to make love to you. Were you playing some kind of game? and when the time came you decided you didn't want sex so you deliberately got loaded. What was to be a night of passion you ruin."

"Luca no, I wasn't playing a game. I wanted you, I have for a long time now, it's just-it's."

Her words were cut off when he stood up and barked at her.

"Then what the fuck was it? I don't take kindly to being made a fool of."

"I was afraid," she cried out, looking at him with tears in her eyes.

Luca could deal with just about anything except seeing her cry, any other woman he didn't care. But with her it was different, it tugged at his heart strings to see her sad.

"Afraid of what?" he said a little less harshly.

"Of disappointing you, afraid you wouldn't be happy with me and seek the arms of one who could satisfy you. I panicked so I had a drink and then someone handed me another one. I'm not sure how many I had, but I swear I'll never drink again."

Luca was still upset and couldn't help being cold towards her.

"Take a shower and get dressed. I'll have some breakfast sent up and then we'll leave, we have a three-hour drive ahead of us."

"Where are you going?" she asked when he went to walk out.

"Downstairs to my office, I have a few things to clear up before we leave."

She sat back down on the bed when he left, she was heartbroken. What might have been she ruined by getting drunk, she feared that now he would never want her and probably regrets marrying her.

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Luca was sitting behind his desk when Filippo walked in carrying coffee for them both.

"I thought you would still be in bed with your new bride. Are you ok?" he asked when Luca took the coffee he was offered to him without answering.

"What makes you think anything is wrong?" he snapped.

"I have known you for years and I can tell when something is bothering you. I'm guessing it has to do with Robin. Has she kicked you out of the bedroom already? maybe she needs a break from your insatiable lust." He laughed at his own joke.

"Nothing happened, she passed out, my bride is still a virgin and is going to stay that way."

Filippo darn near spit out his coffee, this was news to him.

"A virgin, she's a virgin? you never told me that?"

"Why would I?"

"Look, Luca, I like Robin and I admit I didn't think you should marry her at first. But I see she makes you happy and the girl is head over heels in love with you. You can not deny her the love every woman wants and needs. Go to her, make love to your wife and let her know how much you care for her. She will someday give you a child, an heir. I know you are in love with Robin."

"Now what makes you think I'm in love with her?" Luca scoffed.

"Come on man, I see the way you look at her and the way you are so protective. Why won't you just admit it, Luca, you are in love. Go to her and tell her how you feel. I must leave now, but I'll see you when you get back from your honeymoon."

Sitting behind the desk he runs his hand over his face. Perhaps Filippo was right, maybe he was in love. Removing his tie he headed upstairs, it was time to make this marriage official.

Opening the bedroom door he calls out to her but gets no answer. As soon as he reached the bathroom he hears the sound of Robin throwing up. There she was squatting in front of the toilet.

"Go away Luca, I don't want you to see me like this," she cried out when she saw him walking over to her.

He held her hair back, gently rubbing her shoulder with his free hand.

"I'm your husband, it's my job to be here and to help you."

Moments later she stands. "Give me a few minutes to freshen up and then we can be on our way."

Well, making love would have to wait till she was feeling better.

"Take your time, there's no hurry."

He leaves her to do what she needed to.

Robin splashed water over her face, looking in the mirror she groaned when she saw how pale she looked, she would never drink again.

After brushing her teeth she applied a touch of makeup. It was bad enough that she ruin their special night and now he had to see her with her face in the toilet. How he must be disgusted with her.

Taking a deep breath went into the other room where he was sitting waiting for her.

"If you're not up to it we can go tomorrow," he said, his eyes traveled over her.

She looked so pretty in her white cotton dress. He had every intention of coming up here and throwing her down on the bed and ravish her body as he had promised to do last night.

"No, I'm feeling better." Picking up her purse followed him out.