King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

54 Pastries & Flirting 

ALEJANDRO

We had left Antonino’s place and were heading back, my mind was still reeling with everything that had happened i had straight away told Matteo what happened, he had said he would deal with it and to leave it to him. I knew they had been friends as he had protected Antonino’s identity.

We were now a few hours drive from Verona and the weather was scorching hot although it wasn’t even midday yet and I could tell even in the air-conditioned car that Kiara was going to f*****g feel it when we stepped out.

She had asked if we could stop an hour ago before she had fallen asleep, the driver had said he knew of a good place where we could stop on our way back

I glanced over at her, what with the fact we had been out and about since yesterday, I could see she was f*****g exhausted. Her eyes were shut, her b*****s rose and fell with every deep breath she took as she caught up on some sleep

F**k did she look good in that s**y outfit of hers, although I knew she’d look far f*****g better naked. Or even better, wrapping those t**s around my d**k so I could f**k them until i came over that gorgeous face of hers “Where would you like me to stop, sir?”

I pushed the thoughts away, trying not to get hard right here

“You can stop here” I told the driver in Italian

We had just gotten into the middle of a town, not far from Antonino’s place Looking out, I spotted a bakery, remembering the promise I made to her yesterday

Despite the weather, the place was packed. Even though I had my aura reined in, people could still sense it

“Ah, of course sir, will you be ok from here?” The driver asked in Italian.

“Yeah, we will. We won’t be long,” I replied, unsure if I had said that correctly

Kiara smirked and I knew it was because my Italian wasn’t the f*****g best, what was she expecting? Raf was the only one from us who spoke fluently, and I think Rayhan could. Fuckers

‘You sound s**y speaking in Italian ‘Yeah, we both know I f*****g don’t.’ ‘You do when you call me Amore Mio.’ She responded teasingly. ‘You’re mocking me,’I gave her a cold glare, I’ll be punishing you later.’

‘Can’t wait.’ Came her seductive reply.

Kiata thanked him for the ride, telling him to take a break and go for a stretch, before I opened the door and stepped out into the open. Holding the door for her, she got out gracefully, adjusting her top over her b*****s, making my attention fall to then

F**k was she hotter than fire, the urge to take her down a deserted street and bury my d**k between her b*****s sounded like a good f*****g idea.

We were in a cobbled town centre, with a variety of shops and s**t all around. There was a fountain in the centre and as much as I wanted to just go to the bakery and leave, seeing Kiara’s eyes widen as she looked around with curiosity made me f*****g hesitate.

We have been in Italy twice since we’ve been together, but this wasn’t a place we had come to, and by the looks of it her eyes had fallen on that small bakery.

“Want to stop over to grab something to eat?” I asked.

“Can we?” She asked, her eyes sparkling.

“Guess so.”

“Great! Raven texted and she said I needed to try this certain pastry, which apparently, I loved on our last visit…” She trailed off and looked up at me with a wave of sadness filling her eyes,

“Maritozzi or some s**t like that, its sweetened bread with cream inside of it.” I replied, remember how things had gotten a little messy with those, in a f*****g good way. “Yeah, those are the ones Raven mentioned.” She smiled, grabbing my hand as she hurried towards the bakery.

Seems like Liam had got them two talking again, I was glad, not wanting her to feel any further doubt, especially with the fact that the Djinn still had some level of hold over her.

I pushed the door to the bakery open. The smell of dozens of freshly baked treats was actually f*****g appealing

But the place was too f*****g packed, although Kiara didn’t seem to f*****g mind. We walked over to the counter, waiting until the few people ahead of us were served. A built, tattooed man wearing an apron was behind the counter, a big f*****g grin on his face Not sure what he was finding f*****g joy in. 1

Kiara scanned the display of treats, and I felt my heart squeeze remembering how she loved to bake

“You loved to bake.” I remarked, placing my hand on her a*s.

“I did?»

“Yeah.” I cupped her neck with my free hand, pulling her close and kissing her passionately as I squeezed her a*s.

“What did you like the most? From what I baked I mean?” She asked me when we broke apart, her cheeks coated a pretty shade of pink as she tried to ignore the stares we were getting.

“Your brownies.” I said, when we finally got to the counter where the f****r who now was reminding me of someone else flashed Kiara a smile.

“Hey Bellissima, what pleasure can I offer you today?” The f****r said, with a suggestive wink that made Kiara blush. Why the f**k was he speaking Italian when he was obviously f*****g American. + D******d.

you stop f*****g flirting, and

what else would you recommend?” Kiara cut in quickly, placing a

accent, I can get you anything you want… Although maybe

nerve. Why the f**k did I even come into

take some Maritozzi… You

was amazing about his eyes, blue,

they’re real, no they’re not contacts, and absolutely I can step around this counter so you can get a closer look.” The f****r remarked

want me to gouge his precious blue eyes

mind getting a better view of your ink anyway…” He added,

you like?” Kiara replied quickly, before turning to me and giving me a warm smile, she

my chest, I did not need this

coldly at the f****r behind the counter, he was pissing me

and he nervously scratched the

kind of got distracted, the boss man won’t let me

he couldn’t sense my

Americans..

if you focused on your d**n job this s**t wouldn’t happen.

just take the Maritozzi and some Cannoli, please. He

to be quick, well good, because I was getting sick of looking

grumpy, my love.’ She giggled

like people hitting

was only

I knew a player when I saw

the d**n pastries,

A smile like yours adding so much beauty to this place definitely deserves a

was

pleasure was all mine…”

“Kiara.”

you’re both f*****g done let’s get out of here.” I growled, placing a

as she turned and mouthed a thank you, I kept my hand firmly around her waist and

F****r.

the open, Kiara

was so sweet.” She

was irritating as

sweetest man in the world.” She smiled and

“I ain’t f*****g sweet.”

a couple step out of a sports car across the street, but they were acting f*****g suspicious, the man was big and probably my height. Nah, maybe a tad f*****g shorter, but he had an

race woman behind him was slim, but her volumes of curl,

now looking in my direction, I was about to ignore

of what an alpha

Werewolf books?

the link, curiously glancing towards the man,

idea.’ I replied, about to walk towards our car

I was about to step to the side when the man did the same, stepping

where you’re

Noticing the photograph that

easier to miss you, wouldn’t it?

Doesn’t she realise her

trying to hide

that picture you took.” I replied c*****y, casting the silent

look

her have it.” Kiara added softly, placing her hand on my arm, sending a rivet of pleasure through

the power he was trying to exude. Maybe there was Alpha blood somewhere in his past, or as

irritation, his attention flicked to Kiara, not even hiding the way he ran his

venomously in

one.” The man replied in Italian. 2 My anger flew through the f*****g roof

me. “It’s ok, my love.” She murmured soothingly, placing a hand on my jaw. It was obvious she knew he had insulted her but I doubted she knew exactly what the b*****d had

than you can open that f*****g mouth.” I growled in Italian at the man, doing my best not to rip him apart. He reached into his back pocket and something told me he probably had a gun on him. “You would do well to remember that you and your w***e are in my home now, you are not amongst friends

English was as f*****g annoying as my Italian – was only heightening, but there were far too

out at me. I looked at the woman next to him and for a moment

rush of icy realisation I vaguely remembered insulting Kiara in

f****r break you.” I said coldly, knowing if Kiara wasn’t holding me, I would have done something. Her touch sent waves of calmness through me. “And since we’re judging by appearances and his face looks like he’s an A-class man-w***e, could you kindly escort the