Marcello

I don't know how I should feel about Elsa thinking that I had left again. Dio Santo! Is she afraid to lose me? This is a revelation.

Even after confessing how much she missed me when I was away and how scared she was when she heard that I had been shot dead, this one makes my heart flip.

I caress her delicate skin from her cheek to her neck. She stays still meanwhile, her eyes never leaving mine. I lean down to kiss her. She wraps her arms around my neck pulling me closer into her. Her mouth opens up for me, her tongue down my throat. She...