Love is like a virus. It can happen to anybody at any time.

-Maya Angelou

Enzo Fiorenza's POV

With her being in my arms again feels like heaven. I don't mind being locked up like this for few more weeks with her. All I know is that she was in my arms again and I could not ask for more.

Willow was sitting on the wooden table while her legs wrapped around my waist. We already fully dress, I might add after having two rounds at the cellar. I was cupping her face with my hands while kissing her playfully in the mouth.

"You are insatiable, Mr. Fiorenza." She mumbled against my mouth when she could feel my growing arousal again.

"Can you blame me?" I said between kisses. "It's been half an hour, I guess, since the last time, sweetheart. What can you say about round three?"

"Round three?" Her blue orbs widened as she feign the look of horror on her pretty face. "Just how many condoms did you bring for this trip?"

"A few."

She cocked an eyebrow in disbelief. "A few?"

"Boxes." I supplied as I feel my lips curled with a smile. "I'm a soldier, Signorina. I am always prepared for my battles."

She started to shake her blonde head. "I don't think round three is a good idea. For all, we know our hosts are probably wondering where we are at the moment and currently looking for us. I suggest you tame down your desire until we can find a proper place to tend your hunger, Mister."

"But I want you now." I gave her a suggested look, my hands playfully move to her ribcage. "I fear that my hunger for you will not be sated, Willow."

"No," she gave me a stern look but I could see the way her blue eyes darkening with my touch. "The last thing I want is for them to find us in a compromising position that will be so embarrassing even to think."

My throat rumbled with a low chuckle, kissing the tip of her nose. "When you say position all I can think is you referring to a sexual position." I wiggled my eyebrow suggestively. "You know I can be adventurous if you will give me a chance."

"Enzo..." She warned while glaring at me ardently. "I'm dead serious."

"So am I," I started giving teasing her with little kisses in her mouth. "I miss you like hell. There's so much going on since we arrived in Sicily. We barely have time to be with each other."

She smiled slightly, her whole face glow. "Well, can't help it since your cousins we're always made sure that I will not feel alone in your palace."

"Hmm..." I inhaled down in her neck enjoying her sweet and flowery scent. "I'm in pain, Willow." Making sure the part of me that's currently in pain craze her crotch area. I hid my smile when I heard her gasped.

I heard her chortle. "Oh, no. Your pleas will not get you anywhere, Mister. It's only a matter of time before someone will show up on that door and the last thing I want is to give them a quiet scene."

I sighed deeply as I took her mouth again slowly seducing her until she finally give in. I just knew how to make her melt within my arms. But before I even have the chance to continue with my seduction the door opens.

We reluctantly broke the kiss when I saw a bright light coming from the doorway and Marco and Francesca Orsini were busy giving us a look.

"Well, it seems that they are okay, Francesca mia," Marco commented with a knowing smile on his face. "For a moment we got worried that you might be 'lost' without us realizing it. Sorry if it took me three hours before finding you guys."

I forced myself to put a distance between me and Willow who hurriedly scramble out of the table. "We were lock-in here." I reasoned out flatly.

There was a mischievous smile on his face that I don't like. "Si. I can tell, amico. My apologies, I forgot to tell you about this certain door that automatically locks from the outside when you shut it."

"I realize that now."

The man gave us a thoughtful smile. "Shall we continue with the tour?"

"Of course," I replied glancing down to Willow who hasn't stop blushing since the couple barge in.

"I hope you didn't grow grey hairs while waiting for us to rescue you," Marco mentioned with a twitching smirk on his face.

"Not at all," I answered suavely earning a deathly glare from the woman beside me. She walked ahead of me joining Marco's wife now leading the tour while I was left in the company of this cunning man like my certain cousin trailing behind the ladies.

Marco gave me a friendly smile—too friendly, actually. "Would you like to join my club, amico?"

I stared at him in disbelief. "You mean the 'club' where Rafe also joins?"

"Yes."

"Then. No thank you."

He scowled in my direction as if he was crossed with my refusal. "I see no reason for you to refuse to join the club since I remember clearly how much your friend Rafe excitedly wants to join us."

I stopped myself from smiling little did this man knew that Rafe already gave me a fair warning about him the other day. "That's not what Rafe told me."

The frowned on his face deepen. "That bastard is lying."

I shrugged there's no point in arguing with him when he invited us to their vineyard. At least, I should nicely refuse him. "All the same, thank you for the offer but I am not interested."

"I should have lock-up for three damned days in that dungeon." He muttered under his breath.

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing." He smiled eerily. "I won't be so smug if I were you, my friend. You might find yourself begging to join my club one of these days."

"I assure you, I won't," I answered firmly. That's when I happen to glance at the sets of keys peeking slightly in his pocket. "You didn't, by any chance, intentionally lock us in the dungeon, right?"

He discreetly pushing the keys even farther down in his pocket while staring at me with a straight face. "Of course not."

I nodded but didn't believe him a bit. "Just making sure."

We finally arrived at the driveway of the Orsini vineyard. I informed them of our intention to leave since we plan to take a tour around the city also.

"Such a shame that we didn't reach the part of wine tasting before you depart," Marco noted giving us a sardonic look. "That's the fun part of this tour."

"Believe me." I gave him a satisfied smile. "I enjoying tasting what your vineyard has to offer, I assure you."

The man seems to get my meaning for he smiled meaningfully in our direction. "Well, I'll be damned."

I thank him for his generosity and time as well as his wife while Willow did the same. It appeared that she had got quite fond of Marco's wife in such a short period.

Once we got inside the car driving away from the vineyard. Willow gave me a sideway glance. "Are we going back to Sicily now?"

"What?!" I asked irritably glancing briefly in her direction. "There's no way in hell we're going back to Ragusa right now. I told you we're going to stay here..." I paused before adding. "...for few more days."

"What?!" She looked at me with wide eyes. "What are you talking about? Where are going to stay here? More importantly, I cannot wear the same clothes every day."

I smiled reassuringly. "Relax, I will take care of everything you don't have to worry."

She gave me a devious look but remain silent through the journey until we reach the hotel. I saw her gasped when I help her slid out of the car.

"You can't possibly mean that we're going to stay in this fancy hotel?"

I rolled my eyes at her. "Of course, as if I will take you on some cheap motel in the area. We might as well enjoy this time to the fullest since no family member will disturb us."

She shook her head in disbelief. I took her hand and led her inside the hotel and book for a suite in the lobby for a whole week. Of course, Willow doesn't have any idea about it since I was speaking Italian to the receptionist.

Once they have me the key card I took her hand and led her to the elevator. It took us few moments before reaching our hotel room.

Willow gasped once we enter the suite. "My goodness, Enzo, it feels like we have taken a piece of your family palace with us in this place."

"Wait until you see the bathroom," I whispered behind her.

She slowly went to check the bathroom and a gasp escape her mouth. "Good Lord, look at the size of this. This is probably the size of my living room and kitchen back in North Carolina."

"There's a huge bathtub with Jacuzzi jets for two people," I muttered in her hair as I stood behind her. I could feel her shiver that runs through her body. "Think maybe we can use them now, Willow."

She turned around to face me. She arched her eyebrow in my direction while there was a smile playing on her lips. "I thought we already established that two is enough for today."

"I don't remember we agree on something like that."

I wickedly smile at her while opening the faucet and let the water starts to fill the bathtub.

"You're not serious, are you?" She asked warily with a tight smile.

"Oh, completely serious." The wicked grin was still on my face when I start to strip in front of her.

She started to yelp, covering her face with her hands. I chuckled softly when I saw her prudish behavior.

I closed the distance between us and whispered for her ears only. "I will make love to you as long as I want and as hard as I want and you will love every second of it, my dearest."

I heard her catch her breath when I stood behind her completely naked. My hand found her breast and start kneading it while my other hand travel down until I found her most sensitive part between her legs.

Willow groaned, molding her body on me as I inserted my one finger inside her pushing aside her underwear.

"Holy cow, Enzo!" She moaned grinding her butt in my erection while my finger start to slide in and out. "What kind of devil are you?"

I chuckled darkly in her ear, ignoring the blood that pounding in my ears. "I am the devil that will satisfy you, Willow Kinsella. Shout as loud as you can but no one will save you with my hard fucking."

Just like that, I inserted two fingers inside her and she whimpered in my arms. "Shoot...Enzo...my legs."

"Don't worry. I will catch you." I stifled a chuckle when I notice how much she's trying to stop the moaning sound that's coming from her mouth.

"Enzo, please..."

"Please what?" I asked enjoying the power I have on her. "What do you want, sweetheart? Say it."

She slightly turned around to look at me. Our mouths were only inches apart. I could see how her eyes clouded with passion. "I want you. Just you..."

My face broke with a self-satisfied smile before claiming her mouth again. I only stop kissing her when the huge bathtub finally filled with water. I put some distance between us as I put bubble bath liquid soap in the water. I ran my hands on the water to create bubbles on the surface when I was finally satisfied with the outcome I finally slid her out of her cotton dress.

"Now, shall we take a dip, cara?"

I helped her get inside the tub while I position myself behind her making sure I already have another foil within reach. I kissed her shoulder running my hands in the flat of her stomach seductively under the water.

"Relax." I urged her when her body was so stiff. "It's not like I am going to eat you again." I paused before adding. "That's for later."

"You..." She started.

I cupped her breast with my hands and squeeze them. I playfully bite her neck. "No one will save you from this hungry lion, you know. Not my cousins. Not my uncle. Certainly not the Orsinis. You are all alone at my mercy, Miss southern belle."