A Love Restored

Chapter 140

Waking up in Julian’s bed with actual recollection of what happened the night before is really nice. He’d been so sweet. I guess we’d had…a moment?

He’d woken me up in the morning around 8 with his tongue. My God. He has a talent. Then we had had a session of sweet lovemaking. Right now, in the foyer taking a few calls while I am trying to get out of bed and take a shower,

he is

I finally make it out, taking a quick shower and putting on one of Julian’s T shirts. I’ll need someone to drop off some of my clothes at his house so I can go out. Why don’t I have any female friends? My God. Maybe I can ask.. Bethany? But with everything that happened with Nico, I’m not too sure.

I make my way to the kitchen to get something to eat. Julian is walking up and down in the foyer, speaking to someone over the phone and he beckons me with a finger. He is so attractive even like this. His hair messy and his eyes puffy from not having slept enough. I think I would find him beautiful

evem at his worst.

its the I pad over to him. “Good morning.” I whisper, reaching up to give him a small kiss. Heavenly. This is the stuff of dreams. Julian quickly disconnects call and pockets his iPhone. He leans in to kiss me, lightly brushing his tongue with mine. “Morning, baby.” He whispers. My heart does a backflip.

“You smell like me. He says.

What?

Ch. His soap.

I narrow my eyes at him. “Capo Bastone, have you been reading fanfiction?”

“What?” The dumbfounded look on his face is picture worthy.

“You’re

talking like a werewolf.”

He rolls his eyes, then with a roguish grin, throws me over his shoulder. “I’ll show you werewolf, gattina.” He says, slapping my butt.

(Kitten)

How does he have so much of a sex drive? Not that I’m complaining.

My stomach grumbles. Funny. Lately I’ve been ruining a lot of sexy moments. “Or we can eat.” He puts me down. “I have cereal and biscottate. Maybe pancake mix,

What do you want?

(Biscottate is a traditional Italian rusk type cookie that is taken for breakfast, with jam or butter.)Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Do you have eggs? Il make you an omelet.” I grin. “Only the best omelet you’ll ever eat.”

“I’m allergic to eggs. He informs me. Oh, this is new. I didn’t know that

“Biscottate it is then.” I nod, marching purposefully to the kitchen. Julian starts the coffee while I take out the butter and the jam, I look for peanut butter. Nico got me hooked onto peanut butter and biscottate. I don’t think Julian has any.

“Did your housekeeper make these?” I ask, taking a bite into the crunchy cookie. So good, There are crumbles all around my lips, I don’t care.

Julian nods. He’s reading the news on his phone. He wears reading glasses. I’m finding so many new things about him.

Many surprising things, too. For example, he takes his coffee with no sugar and a lot of cream. I always thought he drank black coffee.

Are you going to speak with Nico?” He asks suddenly.

My throat dries up. I want to. But now that we’re together I don’t know how Julian will feel about it.

“1” I take a deep breath. “Would you mind?”

“Of course.” He says, matter of factly, then takes a sip of his coffee. “I un

“Moe we always going to be fighting about Nico?” I interrupt. Julian gives me a look. He puts his coffee down, and cocks his finger at me. “Come here.”

Etix babe graceful as Lisove hom na chai, visto his Lajs, but Try some I look both terrified and turned on. He kisses me slowly, one hand curled around ma neck lighth, not enough to take no breath away, but just enough to make a slight panic settle in my stomach. He pulls away, and his hold tightens.

oh wow, why is this tutising the on?

I was going to say that I understand he’s your friend, and Ell try to rein noc jealousy, in as long as I can! He says, then releases my neck. I draw in a huge bath. Ty to hasten to me before hoping to conclusions or trying to fight with me.”

“I

Soury squeak. I wasn’t trying to start a fight 1 go over to his office, tostay.”

He wash. I take you. Finish won beaktast.

an we ⠀⠀ I start, but think better of it and start getting off his lap. He doesn’t let me. “Can we what, dailin ?”

Nothing

Nym, Kanevra, lying gets visi punisbest.” He was playfully, this hand travels up my spine and be lightly strokes the part of my be

back that isn’t covered

I gulp. Can we do that again?”

An impossibly cocks smirk takes over his tree. “Do what?” Julian asks nonchalantly. He smiles like he knows what I want. And I know he knows. He just

“What you just did.”

He kisses me softh. “There”

What an asshole.

“No” I sigh. “With the – the choking.”

I whisper the word like it’s cursed, julian laughs. Then he kisses me again – properly.

Julian takes me home first, where I quickly change my clothes, thanking God for Papa and Gabriel not being there. Then he takes me to Nico’s office. Nico owns a huge drig business, Legal, of course, And yes, there is some underground malia trade going on there, but Consigliere sees to that part. Nicn has always been adamant on being clean.

“I see you tomorrow.” | tell Julian, kissing him goodbye, then making way upstairs in the building where Nico’s office is.

“Hi, Rhea.” I tell his assistant. “Tell Nico us here to see him.”

She quickly rings him sip, telling me he’ll see me in his office.

Taking a deep breath, I make my way to his office, hoping all hell won’t break loose. It does.

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