Eyes Of The Sicilian

jill`s heart hammered relentlessly as she took the flute in her hand .Was this why he had ordered the dark blood red wine ,was this the begining she had hoped for. It had been, ten lonely long years since, Estephan Vencenzo had been put to rest .Ten years to the day she at the urging of friends and family was off to the isle of Sicily for rest and recoperation .but Vittorio had to waltz into her peaceful slumber ,a jolt into extacy and romantic bliss.Her amber waist long locks cascaded over her ivory sculptured shoulders as it lay in ringlets about her waist touching the edge of a handmade golden brown leather belt on her burgandy organza sundress..

The trip was just to be 6 days, and back to her job as lesion to the British Repersentive,but that was 12 days ago.
now she was in vittorio `s arms and in his bed.
She had awoke to one of the god forsaken hangover she had ever had, a million of questions flowed thru her mind ,what in heaven had she done, it couldnot had been the wine she had not, had but two glasses if it .He must had done something to me,but what? a date rape drug was the first thought .she got up and dressed in the dress she had wore the night before.To her shock and dismay he was waiting for her when she came down the marble staircase into the sitting room, when a maid said to her" never fear the mafioso my Dearie "and went about her maidly duties.

Mafioso", that word sent a cold icy shiver down her spine ,but as she looked at his handsome face , her heat skipped a beat he looked like a god so rugged ,his finely chiseled a features to the stunning drowned you soul steel gray eyes, to his alabaster flesh of his 6 '2 frame ,to that lush dark wavy blue black shoulder length hair that he held back in a band of amber cording made her swoon with lust so much she could barely control herself as she walked up to him ,"Vittorio my dear, i did not hear you rise this eve"she stated in a calm demur voice looking to him smiling . snicker from a manservant as he passed her by "Signor d`Severano, your man" he said, all she could say was "no he is not"to which he replied " Si everybody knows madam "then off he went ,before she could say another word .


Her man she thought it did have an air about it just like him "please my dear one wait for me in the study ,i shall be only a moment longer then we can dine ."Jill nodded to him and rose and did as he bid of her and waited there for him to finish with business what ever it was she did not want to know, but nothing could had prepeared her for this ..As she started down the long picture embelished hall the click click of footsteps soon were behind her SOMEONE WAS FALLOWING HER,Stalking her ,as she walked she heard the steady CLICK....CLICK......CLICK of the heals then a shuffling Her stalker had a limp, She reach the study and the door and darted inside shaking s,he glanced behind her once.She hid between the window and the bookcase ,waiting to see who was ,after her only to see Margret enter and place some food and drink on the tables .She sighed in relief and came out as Marget turned around "mio dio, my lady i will never get over the comings and goings of dis hous "saying as she hurried out the door and down the hall towords the kitchen .

As she started to relex the door opened and Vittorio entered and wraped hid strong arms around her as she had jumped at the noise of the door he kissed her neck then her cheek tenderly saying to her "amata, vieni lascia cenare allora possiamo vedere un film il mio cuore, la mia unica la mia vita gently "and offering her his hand lovingly.