"Welcome home sir Angelo."

Angelo handed his coat over to the round lady in her early forties that walked up to him the moment he walked in. She had a maid uniform on even though hers was different from the rest, of course it had to be, she was the head maid.

"Thank you lauretta."

He smiled handing his coat to her. He looked around the quiet house. Everywhere felt so calm and quiet.

"Mrs Anna is in the dining room"

The maid said with a little smile on her face. It was almost as if she knew exactly who Angelo was looking for.

"Oh." Angelo smiled back.

"Thank you lauretta." She smiled and  walked away. Angelo checked his wristwatch, it was past ten o'clock. He couldn't help but wonder why Anna wasn't asleep yet. He exhaled and then walked towards the dinning room, taking his time.

He peeped in.

Lauretta was right after all. He saw Anna sitting on the dining table in her night dress. She looked so nervous and wouldn't stop looking at the wall clock. It was almost as if she was waiting for him.

Scratch that, she was waiting for him. Her mind was all over the place so much so that she had not realized that the door bell rang seconds ago. She looked so beautiful with her hair down and her cheeks flustered with worry. She couldn't help but play with the hair ribbon In her hands.

Where was he?

She exhaled looking at the door. She froze when she saw Angelo. Her heart melted when she saw the warm smile on his face. She exhaled in relief.

"Hey." Angelo said walking inside. He didn't like it when she worried but if he got to see her looking so beautiful each time he stayed out late, he was going to consider staying late all the time.

"How is she?" Anna asked. She couldn't help but be worried about Sophie. All she could remember was how much hurt Sophie had felt when she left the mansion earlier. She could remember how she had to let Angelo spend the rest of the day at their hotel just to check on her and know how she was doing. Her only regret was that she did not go with him, she couldn't.

"I'd be home soon."

She remembered him telling her before he asked Juliana's driver to take her home while he took off with their car. Sophie had been one of the few humans that had ever been so nice to her and seeing how Juliana had treated her, her own daughter, made Anna's heart so heavy. The smile on Angelo's face faded as he walked slowly towards her, saving her the stress of getting away from the table to meet him. He had had a long day and she was all he needed. He slowly took the ribbon from her and leaned closer towards her.

"She's still shaken by what happened." Angelo explained as he took a handful of her hair and held it up so he could tie it into a ponytail.

"She just needs rest. she'd be fine"

Anna sighed in relief. She really hoped so.

"I'm really proud of you Angelo." She told him. "The way you stood up to your mum for Sophie, it was beautiful."

Angelo exhaled.

"Well you heard what mum said. I'm the only one that understands what it's like, the only one that can relate to it too."

"She didn't mean that Angelo." Angelo scoffed.

"Trust me she did."

Anna starred at him. She noticed a glimpse of sadness in his eyes. For the first time it was like she could read his mind, she could tell how heavy it was. It was almost as if he had so much to say but he didn't know how to start.

"it doesn't matter." Angelo looked at her as her gentle hands found his face. "Whatever your mother said doesn't matter, it doesn't define who you are. You're not what she thinks you are, you're better than that."

He didn't have to tell her anything about his past if he didn't want to. Angelo stared into her eyes for a while. He couldn't help but admire how pretty they were. How beautiful every inch of her was. Anna looked at him. A part of her wondered what he was thinking about while the other part wondered why he kept looking at her like that.

"You've always been so beautiful in a ponytail."

Anna felt her cheeks go red as Angelo traced her face with his hands till they eventually settled on her cheek. It was a wonder how he was madly in love with this woman.

"Move in with me." Anna scoffed.

"Angelo what are you talking about?" She couldn't help how swollen her cheeks were from lifting so much as she smiled. "I live here with you."

"No I mean move in - with-me."

He broke his words. Anna paused for a while, it took a minute but she knew exactly what he meant. She knew he was talking about them sharing the same bedroom.

"Angelo-"

Angelo shut his eyes taking a deep breath. He opened it again.

"I know we agreed to take things slowly and I'm probably asking for too much but I just don't want to spend any second away from you. So please,"

He reached for her hands and squeezed them

"Move in with me."

He raised his head so he could watch her closely. He needed to know what the expression on her face said. She was suprised. Anna swallowed hard and then pushed herself towards him, she kissed him deeply, holding onto his hands as tight as she could.

That was definitely a yes. It was going on for a while. Angelo slowly let go of her hands and next thing she found them reaching for his trousers till she managed to unfasten his belt and zip.

Angelo pulled her close, he grabbed on tight to her bum and raised her off the table with it not letting go of her lips. With one stoke of his hands, everything else on the table came crashing down except the plates. They were far enough. He laid Anna geltly on it, placing his weight lightly on her while her right leg wrapped around his back. Anna could feel his breath on her.

She wanted him so much. Every inch of her body craved for him, now her hands were on his shirt.

Damn the buttons.

She just wanted to rip them open. She held the neck of his shirt and did exactly what she wanted to do. Angelo heard the buttons of his two thousand Clark and Klein shirt fall to the ground but he didn't care less.

He held on tight to her with one hand while the other helped him raise her gown above her hips.

Good gracious.

He was going insane. How on earth could anyone be so perfect? Anna clenched on tight to him with her arms wrapped tight beneath his armpits till they were under his shirt, scratching his back. Slowly she gasped for air as he gently went into her, then again and again. He was riding her gently.

She was trying so hard to breathe. No, she didn't want to breathe, she just wanted him to go and on and that was exactly what he was doing. He knew exactly what she wanted, it was almost as if he had mastered every part of her body.

His breath on her face was everything. She slowly opened her eyes, he was staring at her, she had reached her climax and it felt like paradise. She moaned softly, she couldn't help herself.

The sound of her soft moan was everything to him, it made him want to please her more he took his time. Taking deep breaths and breathing out as he went in and out of her.

Faster, harder.

His breathing got faster as well. He was getting there too. He kept going in and in. All he wanted to do was please her. Anna shut her eyes for a second, savoring every moment, making pictures of them so she never forgot. She just wanted to feel him.

Slowly now,

They were both breathing heavily as Angelo leaned closer to her, with their chests touching each other. He slowly reached for the strand of hair sticking on her face and pulled it behind her. He placed his lips on her forehead and slowly traced it to her lips. He kissed her deeply while their breaths endowed each other's skin.
Angelo exhaled and relaxed his head on her shoulder. He had to catch his breath and that was exactly where he needed to be.

Wow,

They both wanted to yell out loud.

Anna just layed on the table, too frozen to speak. Her heart was still racing. She couldn't believe how into this man she was, she turned her head a little bit so she could look at him but her thoughts were cut off by the tiny voices she heard coming from the entrance. It almost sounded like loud whispers.

She could recognize Lauretta's voice. She was talking to someone, not someone, people.

That was....strange. She slowly turned to Angelo, something wasn't right. She held her breath and then let it out shakily.

"Angelo?"