Alessandro was a dangerous man. You knew that. And yet, here you are, sitting on the infamous Alessandro’s lap at the club you bartend at.

You started to get tired since you had been working so long, so Alessandro set you on his lap. You rested your head on his shoulder, hiding your face in his neck. Your arms were wrapped around his neck and your eyes started to flutter shut.

Alessandro rubbed up and down your back, making sure you were comfortable. He didn’t know exactly why, but he wanted more to do with you than just sex. Alessandro had never felt like this way for a person before.