Title: The Italian Happy Ever After
Author: N.J. Adel
Genre: Rom Com
Release Date: March 12, 2021
It started with a thong.A laundry mix-up sends Manhattan's answer to Magic Mike and his sequined, studded thongs to my office.
Fabio Zappa or "Fab" as he conceitedly likes to be called is a male **ahem** stripper/escort and is indeed fabulous.
Too fabulous to be offering me, a penniless widow that's double his age, a free night with the "full package."
Why would he offer to be the fake fiancé I desperately need to keep away my obnoxious rival that has always wanted to steal my company--and me on the side--after my husband died?
Unless Fab is sent by said rival to spy on the secret deal that will save the company from him...
I accept the "generous" offer to discover the truth. But when I do, I find out nothing is what it seems.
And what starts as fake could turn out to be the most real thing I could ask for.
The Italian Happy Ever After is a forbidden age gap, fake fiancé, office rom com, widow/single dad that will make you laugh, cry and melt your panties.
Out of the blue, I felt a hot wet thing gliding up my neck. Her tongue. And her hand playing with my balls.
“Ohh..oof…yeah.” I bit my lip for a second, my eyes closing, her hand moving up my shaft, the feeling so fucking good. “No, no, no. Cazzo. No.”
“Cazzo si.”
“No, Gabi. No cazzo tonight.”
“But you’re so happy to see me.”
I laughed, embarrassed for the first time in ages. “Yeah, but you’re not. You’re just drunk. We can’t. I can’t…” I couldn’t believe I was taking her hand off my cock. “Babe, I have to get you cleaned up and put you in bed, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy. I’m so dirty.”
“Oddio.” My dirtier cock twitched. I shook my head hard, banishing the filthy demons wreaking havoc inside my brain. It wasn’t the easiest task when I was taking off her panties.
“Be thorough between my legs, Daddy. My little cookie is the dirtiest.”
“Holy fuck! Gabriella, don’t speak anymore. You’re gonna heavily regret everything you’re saying in the morning.” Me too if I didn’t get my ass up and stayed as far away from her.
“Ohh..oof…yeah.” I bit my lip for a second, my eyes closing, her hand moving up my shaft, the feeling so fucking good. “No, no, no. Cazzo. No.”
“Cazzo si.”
“No, Gabi. No cazzo tonight.”
“But you’re so happy to see me.”
I laughed, embarrassed for the first time in ages. “Yeah, but you’re not. You’re just drunk. We can’t. I can’t…” I couldn’t believe I was taking her hand off my cock. “Babe, I have to get you cleaned up and put you in bed, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy. I’m so dirty.”
“Oddio.” My dirtier cock twitched. I shook my head hard, banishing the filthy demons wreaking havoc inside my brain. It wasn’t the easiest task when I was taking off her panties.
“Be thorough between my legs, Daddy. My little cookie is the dirtiest.”
“Holy fuck! Gabriella, don’t speak anymore. You’re gonna heavily regret everything you’re saying in the morning.” Me too if I didn’t get my ass up and stayed as far away from her.
N. J. Adel, the author of All the Teacher’s Pets, Her Royal Harem, The Italians and I Hate You then I Love You series, is a cross genre author. From chocolate to books and book boyfriends, she likes it DARK and SPICY.Mafia bosses, psycho anti-heroes, bikers, rock stars, dirty Hollywood heartthrobs, supes, smexy guards and men who serve. She loves it all.
She is a loather of cats and thinks they are Satan’s pets. She used to teach English by day and write fun smut by night with her German Shepherd, Leo. Now, she only writes the fun smut.
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