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Overwhelmed, I can't breathe. He pronounced them. The three words. Domenico loves me? Domenico loves me! Involuntarily she spread an embarrassed smile on my lips. No man had ever said those words to me. As well as? I've never had a relationship.

I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck. "Can you keep a secret?" I whispered against his lips. He didn't seem to have expected this answer, but he answered a confused: "Of course".

"I love you too," I breathed against his lips before kissing him. I said them. The three magic words. Domenico returned the kiss and slowly let his arms slide around me before lifting me up. I reflexively wrapped my legs around him as he walked toward the bed.

-

I woke up in the middle of the night and felt something on my waist. Domenico's arm. I chuckled as I thought back to before. Domenico loves me! He told me. Oh my god, I'm grinning like a madman. This is not normal anymore! He even told his family about me. And somehow I was pleased what they said about it.

-FLASHBACK-

Panting, he dropped down next to me. "I need a break," he gasped. I just giggled out of breath. "Me too," I mumbled, snuggling up against him. I began dreamily tracing the outlines of his abdominal muscles with my index finger. God I love his body! "Domenico?" I broke the comfortable silence. "Yes?" I looked up at him curiously. "What did your family actually say about that?" I asked him. He swallowed hard and seemed to be thinking. "They said they didn't mind because you don't seem like your brothers or parents either," he replied. I frowned questioningly. "How do they work?" I asked curiously before laying my head on his chest. Domenico ran his fingers through my tangled hair and soothingly massaged my scalp. "Well, so typically enemy," he tried to explain. "Enemy moderate?" I questioned, laughing. He laughed. "Oh you know what I mean!" he murmured, laughing.

"By the way, my parents would be happy if we had breakfast with them tomorrow," he said suddenly, which made my finger stop. I nervously looked up at Domenico again. "You want what?" I wanted to know nervously, which made Domenico laugh. "Don't be so nervous, amore mio," he said, amused. I looked at her, perplexed, and sat up. "I'm not supposed to be nervous? Do you know how awkward that's going to be? After all, our families hate each other," I said. He shook his head and sat up too. "That's not quite true," he began to talk and came closer to me. "Because I don't hate you, I love you," he whispered against my lips before connecting our lips.

-FLASHBACK END-

I have to say I'm pretty nervous about tomorrow morning, but maybe it won't be as bad as I think it will be.

Suddenly my mouth felt so dry and the feeling of thirst spread inside me. Very carefully, I took Domenico's arm away from me and briefly listened to his even breathing.

I sat up and pulled the covers over my bare chest. I looked around the room looking for something to drink. In vain. Oh man. I'm thirsty and I probably won't be able to fall asleep without something to drink. I thought for a moment. Should I? Never mind?

As quietly as possible I got out of bed and picked up my panties from the floor. Then I grabbed Domenico's shirt and put it on. "Dios, that's up to my knees," I whispered to myself as I buttoned the buttons. I tapped my phone's screen to see what time it was. 12:43 a.m.

I slowly walked towards the door and opened it as quietly as possible. Now I stood in the middle of the huge hallway while I asked myself only one question inside. Where is the kitchen? I didn't want to wake Domenico. Especially since I also knew from my brothers that the work wasn't always easy and that they didn't always get as much sleep as they would like. It also gave me the opportunity to explore the property a little further.

Just as I was about to start running, I stopped moving. Oh no. I closed my eyes, involuntarily listening to the moans. "Oh bloody Leonardo!" I heard a female voice moan. Get out of here, Cayetana!

I quickly set my legs in motion and ran towards the stairs. I strongly suspect the kitchen is downstairs. I walked slowly and quietly down the stairs and took another look at the huge foyer. Everything was decorated in a beautiful champagne tone and the huge chandelier was also beautiful. I would even say it's even more beautiful than ours. Now I stood in the foyer and had to decide between two courses.

Somehow it also felt a little weird. I was walking around the De Santis estate in the middle of the night. You could be totally wrong

"What are you doing here?"

I gave a startled start and turned around quickly. "Dios mío," I murmured, putting my hand on my left breast. "Well, what did I catch you doing?" Adriano wanted to know amused. "Oh, I um...I wasn't snooping around or anything, really! I'm just looking for the kitchen because I'm thirsty and didn't want to wake Domenico," I explained. Oh man, I didn't want him to think of me the wrong way in any way. Adriano just nodded.

"Come with me," he said and started walking. I followed him silently and meanwhile looked around a bit. At some point he opened a door and we were in the middle of a huge kitchen. He ran to the fridge and looked inside. "What you want to drink?" "A water please." He nodded and poured me a glass of water before handing it to me. "Gracias," I murmured and took a sip. "Can't you sleep?" I tried to start a conversation. A short laugh escaped his lips before he looked at me again with a grin. "You can't fall asleep as loud as you moaned," he said, amused.

I looked down at the floor in embarrassment and nervously scratched the back of my neck. "I'm um sorry you couldn't sleep because of that," I apologised, sheepishly. He just waved it off. "Believe me, I'm used to that and I wasn't tired anyway," he explained, to which I nodded and took another sip.

"How long have you and my brother been going on?" he asked curiously. I bit my lip thoughtfully. "I think it's been over a month," I murmured. Again he just nodded. "Does anyone in your family know?" he asked. "No, just my best friend and well-" "Ángel," he finished my sentence. I nodded. "Domenico almost attacked him," he told me while taking a seat at the table. "I know he was pretty angry."

"You know, Cayetana. I think you're different from the rest of your ba-...family," he said. "I think you're doing Domenico really good." That made me smile. On the other hand, I also found it pretty sad that we'll probably never be able to really be together. Adriano seemed to think for a moment, but said nothing more. It was kind of weird being here with him in the middle of the night. Or respectively, to have a conversation with Adriano in general.

"I should go back now," I murmured when I finished my glass. Adriano nodded in understanding and got up.

"Thank you for bringing me into the kitchen," I laughed softly as I stood in front of Domenico's door again. Luckily the moaning had stopped. "No worries," he waved his hand with a slight smile and opened a door behind which he then disappeared. I assume it was his room. What else?

I quietly opened the door again and slowly walked towards Domenico's bed. I gently lifted the covers and crawled onto the bed. I snuggled up to Domenico before I felt him move. "Cayetana?" he mumbled sleepily. "Yes?" I whispered back. He slowly turned around and pulled me closer to him. "You okay?" he mumbled without opening his eyes. A smile crept onto my lips before I placed my left hand on his cheek and slid it into his hair. "Sí," I whispered and started petting him. He let out a satisfied grunt. "I could get used to that," he murmured harshly. I laughed softly. Me too, Domenico, me too.

-

A gentle touch on my cheek made my eyes open. "Buon giorno," Domenico whispered, smiling at me. "Good morning," I mumbled sleepily. "Miss Fernández, can you tell me why you're wearing my shirt? That's theft! Unfortunately, I have to get it back," he said, playing seriously, and began to unbutton the shirt I had worn the night before. I had to laugh. When he had finished unbuttoning it, I moved my upper body up a little so that he could pull the shirt off my body. He threw it across the room and leaned down to me only to be able to distribute wet kisses on my stomach shortly afterwards. I closed my eyes with relish and bit my lower lip with a grin.

I gasped in surprise when his lips suddenly closed on my right nipple. I moaned in pleasure as he began sucking on him. "Domenico," I moaned after he began stimulating the other nipple with his fingers. Excited, I grabbed his hair and gently pulled him up. Even if I didn't want anything more badly, he had to stop now. "Aren't we going to have breakfast with your family?" I asked out of breath as I cupped his face in my hands. He rolled his eyes. "We can just join later," he said and wanted to bend down to me, but I laughed and held his face tight. "Domenico," I said in a playful admonition. He snorted annoyed. "But I would feel like having sex a lot more now," he said, before I felt his hand on my left breast. "And besides, you'll have to go soon. Let's enjoy the time," he continued, and I couldn't look so quickly when he connected our lips. I quickly squirmed out of the kiss, leaving him growling in annoyance. "Maybe we still have time after breakfast," I suggested, grinning. He settled down lightly on me so that I could clearly feel his erection. "But I've got a bar now and I don't want to go down with it," he whispered to me. "Well, bad luck, or you'll have to lend a hand yourself," I smiled sweetly. then he connected our lips together. I quickly squirmed out of the kiss, leaving him growling in annoyance. "Maybe we still have time after breakfast," I suggested, grinning. He settled down lightly on me so that I could clearly feel his erection. "But I've got a bar now and I don't want to go down with it," he whispered to me. "Well, bad luck, or you'll have to lend a hand yourself," I smiled sweetly. then he connected our lips together. I quickly squirmed out of the kiss, leaving him growling in annoyance. "Maybe we still have time after breakfast," I suggested, grinning. He settled down lightly on me so that I could clearly feel his erection. "But I've got a bar now and I don't want to go down with it," he whispered to me. "Well, bad luck, or you'll have to lend a hand yourself," I smiled sweetly.

"And what about a quick quickie?" he asked hopefully. "Same as in the club," he said, waggling his eyebrows playfully. "No," I grinned, gently pushing him away from me. "No," he imitated me. I punched him in the shoulder. "Hey! Now you have to make love to me as compensation!" I laughed. "What do you dream about at night?" I asked laughing as I got off the bed and started to dress. "From you, amore mio." I threw my pants at him. "You slime!" I laughed and ran towards him to grab my pants again, but he kept them out of reach. "Well, I like you a lot better without them," he grinned. I shook my head, rolling my eyes. What did he take?

I grinned inwardly at the idea that just occurred to me. I quickly pulled on my bra and top and headed for the door. "Fine, if you like me better that way, your brothers will probably like me that way," I said, a smirk creeping onto my lips. I heard Domenico quickly get up from the bed and stormed towards me. Before I could open the door he pressed his hand on it. "Don't even think about it," he said, holding out my shorts. "It works," I replied with a cheeky grin and put them on. "Would you really have gone out like that?" he asked, while putting his shirt on as well. "No, I just wanted to see how fast you can get off the bed," I replied. He narrowed his eyes to slits and murmured, "You beast." "

-

"So I understand correctly now. You didn't want sex because we wanted to have dinner with my family, but now you don't want to go in?" he asked confused while we had been standing in front of the dining room door for what felt like 4 minutes. "Yes?" I said in an uncertain tone. Somehow I got scared now. "Cayetana," he laughed desperately, running his fingers through his perfect hair. "Let's just go upstairs, we can-" I couldn't get any further because he opened the door. "Come mia bella," he grinned and held out his hand. He didn't do it!

"You lousy asshole!" I growled under my breath as Domenico grabbed my hand and pulled me into the dining room. "Buon giorno", Domenico greeted his family with a grin. "Buon giorno," they all spoke as if in chorus.

I felt totally out of place. Why didn't I stay upstairs with Domenico? Domenico pulled me to the two free chairs between Leonardo and Adriano. Oh god, I thought of last night straight away.

Oh damn Leonardo!

I shook my head almost imperceptibly. I can use absolutely no head cinema now. The eyes of the others literally burned on my skin and I was so damn uncomfortable. I didn't even dare to look up. I sat down silently when we got to the table.

"Good morning, Cayetana," Domenico's father greeted me. What was his name again? Elias? Eliano? Eliano! I swallowed and looked up. His gaze, like that of the others, was on me. "Good morning, Mr. De Santis," I replied softly. Can I please leave?

"Oh, please! Call me Eliano," he begged me, which made me just nod silently. "See you again so soon, huh?" he started a conversation. "Sí," I mumbled. "Miss?" a female voice suddenly spoke to me. I slowly turned around and started in the face of the young lady. "What would you like to drink?" she asked. Somehow I had the feeling that she didn't like my presence. Did I do something wrong? "Um...hot chocolate?" I said in a questioning tone. She just nodded and looked at Domenico, who also looked at her.

Immediately her eyes lit up and she didn't look so grim anymore. There we have it. "And you Mr. De Santis?" she asked smiling. Stupid bitch. Can she keep her fucking eyes off him? "A coffee," he said coolly. "Coming right away," she said and was already on the way. I slightly rolled my eyes. Why do you adore a man so obviously when his girlfriend is sitting right next to him? Very questionable.

I heard Adriano laugh next to me. Did he catch my gaze? Inwardly, I slapped my forehead. Was I just seriously jealous of an employee? Even though...

My brothers also fuck the employees. Has Domenico ever had anything to do with her? Mierda, I don't even want to think about that.

"I heard you felt pretty uncomfortable when you arrived last night," Eliano said. I just nodded before daring to say something. "I'd say I was just a little...well overwhelmed was", I stopped briefly and thought about my next sentence. I didn't want to do wrong. "I didn't expect Domenico to talk about me. I'm sure you know why." He nodded. "I have to say that I was quite perplexed when Domenico told us. I mean, him and a Fernández? It was unexpected, but what can you do about it? Love is you always completely at their mercy and you can't do anything about them," he said. I felt Domenico grab my hand under the table and interlock our fingers.

"You now know how your family feels about mine, but I don't see a problem in your relationship." Wow. Somehow I was really happy about that. Eliano accepts me. I was hoping that my father might accept Domenico too, but the hate that was reflected in his eyes as he looked at Domenico's father while he was eating I doubt it, but one can hope, right?

After the time, I turned my gaze questioningly to Domenico's father. "Eliano, can I ask you something?" I started a new conversation. "Sì," he replied. "Why are our families actually at loggerheads?" I asked curiously. I've always wanted to know. What was the trigger?

Everyone waited anxiously for an answer.

Eliano seemed to be thinking. "It's been a long time. I think 15 or 17 years. Back then my family broke up a really big family business and since then our families have been going to war or just couldn't stand each other," he said. Okay, wow. It's been a really long time. I can't imagine hating someone that long. dios

I jumped in shock when suddenly an arm wrapped around me, and not Domenico's. "Nevertheless, you are always welcome here!" Adriano said with a grin. It also made the corners of my mouth twitch. I had always thought that our family would never accept that, but it looks like the opposite has proven to be the case. At least with Domenico's family.

-

"Finally! Have you pushed a number yet? I've been waiting for 20 minutes," Adriana wailed when I got into her car. "No," I said, pulling the car door shut. Yet.

"Shall we go shopping for the clothes right away?" she asked as she drove off. "Clear." "So how was it?" she asked while waggling her eyebrows and grinning. "Terrible and beautiful at the same time," I replied. Let's see what she has to say about all this. "Why?" she asked confused. "We weren't in his apartment like usual, but at his house," I said. She looked at me, perplexed and confused at the same time. "Que?" Was the only thing she managed to get out. I nodded. "Well, at first he didn't tell me where we were going and once we got there I wanted to go back. I mean, why didn't he tell me beforehand? But it was actually okay. His family even accepts me and they don't mind our relationship. At the beginning, when he introduced me to his siblings, it was a bit strange or just unusual that everyone now knows about me, but Adri! hold on tight Domenico said those three words!" I grinned like a fool. "Seriously?", she wanted to know. "Sí", I grinned. "And you? Did you finally tell him?" "Of course," I replied. "And did anything else exciting happen at the De Santis house?" I thought about it. Oh yes, the nocturnal encounter with Adriano and breakfast with his parents. I grinned like a fool to myself. "Are you serious?" she wanted to know. "Si," I grinned. "And you? Did you finally tell him?" "Of course," I replied. "And, did anything else exciting happen in the De Santis house?" I considered. Oh yes, the nocturnal encounter with Adriano and breakfast with his parents. I grinned like a fool to myself. "Are you serious?" she wanted to know. "Si," I grinned. "And you? Did you finally tell him?" "Of course," I replied. "And, did anything else exciting happen in the De Santis house?" I considered. Oh yes, the nocturnal encounter with Adriano and breakfast with his parents.

while she was practically undressing Domenico with her eyes," I said. Okay, maybe a bit too much at once for Adriana, she looks like her brain is working at a snail's pace. That made me laugh. "Stop laughing! I have to record it all first," she grinned.