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“Last one,” he says once we’ve stopped and I’ve caught my breath His eyes lock onto mine, “My place or yours?”

He races the Porsche back to his apart is on fire Even the soft leather feels ilance at hi wheel as he watches the rearviewI’ve never witnessed hiiven me

He pulls the Porsche into a gated parking lot, the attendant lifts the gate before Gio is even close enough to produce a key card I’ the power he wields

He leads me to a refurbished warehouse in Federal Hill I’m not completely naive, I know Federal Hill is mafia territory, and has been since the early 1920s It’s not taught in the history books but all of Providence knows this fact, being ais old, but it’s surrounded by new builds It looks like the area’s been gentrified

Gio types in a passcode causing the h quickly, grabbingme up the stairs to the second floor When we reach the landing he pushesmy body

“Gio,” I moan “The hallway”

“I own this fucking hallway” He retorts, his ainst ainst the wall Hisall I have to offer

“Please,” Lifting aze to meet his eyes “Inside”

“Inside,” he repeats, pulling the keys fro them into the lock As soon as the door opens he pulls ain

I’m not inexperienced, I’ve had sex, but I’ve never been with sosparks to every inch of me He demands my attention

Gio is nothing like the e, and Gio is nowhere near average Everything about him is extraordinary

Enchanting

Invigorating

For the first ti time, I feel alive

The aparte loft This has to take up half of the building, there’s no way the other apartments are even comparable in size The entire place is open, surrounded by red brick walls and dark flooring