Alpha Ocean ✔

22. Renaissance

Verdicci​ ​is​ ​basically​ ​Florence​ ​in​ ​the​ ​Renaissance​ ​era.​ ​I​​kept​ ​the​ ​name​ ​Medici​​because​​I​ ​liked​ ​it.Translation​ ​for​ ​the​ ​little​ ​Italian​ ​phrases.​ ​If​ ​you​ ​speak​ ​Italian​ ​and​ ​spot​ ​any​ ​mistakes,​ ​please​ ​let​ ​me know.

Lorenzo (Enzo) - Ocean
​Amore​ ​Mio–​ ​My​ ​Love.
Bambino​ ​–​ ​Baby Palazzo​ ​–​ ​Palace.

Naya's P.O.V. 
16​th​​ ​Century​ ​Verdicci

A​ ​large​ ​paintbrush​ ​was​ ​clamped​ ​between​ ​his​ ​teeth,​ ​plump​ ​lips​ ​gripping​ ​the​ ​wooden​ ​handle.​ ​I

wanted​ ​those​ ​lips​ ​on​ ​mine,​ ​like​ ​last​ ​night.​ ​I​ ​pouted.​ ​I'd​ ​been​ ​lounging​ ​on​ ​the​ ​crimson​ ​chaise​ ​for​ ​the last​ ​four​ ​hours,​ ​I​ ​needed​ ​food​ ​and​ ​water,​ ​but​ ​once​ ​Lorenzo​ ​got​ ​in​ ​the​ ​zone​ ​there​ ​was​ ​absolutely​ ​no stopping​ ​him

I​ ​complained,​ ​"Enzo,"​ ​when​ ​my​ ​stomach​ ​growled​ loudly.​ ​​He​ ​shook​ ​his​ ​head​ before​​ ​setting his​ ​brushes​ ​and​ ​palette​ ​down​ ​on​ ​the​ ​stool​ ​next​ ​to​ ​him.​ ​I​ ​desperately​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​see​ ​the​ ​picture​ ​he was​ ​painting​ ​because​ ​he​ ​always​ ​bathed​ ​me​ ​in​ ​vibrant​ ​colours.​ ​

A​ ​maroon​ ​chaise,​ ​chartreuse​ ​curtains, green​ ​grapes,​ ​a​ ​bowl​ ​of​ ​shiny​ ​red​ ​apples,​ ​and​ ​so​ ​many​ ​contradicting​ ​colours.​ ​Sometimes,​ ​due​ ​to​ ​the constant​ ​clash​ ​of​ ​paints,​ ​my​ ​eyes​ ​hurt.

Lazily,​ ​he​ ​sauntered​ ​towards​ ​me​ ​with​ ​his​ ​paint​ ​covered​ ​hands,​ ​and​ ​gently​ ​slid​ ​them​ ​across

my​ ​bare​ ​skin.​ ​I​ ​moaned,​ ​and​ ​twisted​ ​away​ ​from​ ​his​ ​hand,​ ​incidentally​ ​frustrating​ ​him.

"Amore mio,​ ​you​ ​drive​ ​me​ ​crazy."​ ​He​ ​huffed​ ​while​ ​placing​ ​his​ ​knee​ ​on​ ​the​ ​edge​ ​of​ ​the​ ​chaise

and​ ​blocking​ ​me​ ​in.

"You​ ​know​ ​what​ ​I​ ​love​ ​more​ ​than​ ​you?"​ ​I​ ​said​ ​as​ ​I​ ​dragged​ ​my​ ​nails​ ​down​ ​his​ ​chest,​ ​teasing

the​ ​band​ ​of​ ​his​ ​trousers.

"You​ ​love​ ​something​ ​more​ ​than​ ​me?"​ ​Though​ ​the​ ​mischievous​ ​smirk​ ​on​ ​his​ ​face​ ​told​ ​me​ ​he

knew​ ​I​ ​loved​ ​him​ ​to​ ​madness​ ​which​ ​was​ ​only​ ​appropriate​ ​when​ ​he​ ​loved​ ​me​ ​more​ ​than​ ​life​ ​itself.

"Yes,​ ​FOOD,"​ ​I​ ​giggled​ ​and​ ​pushed​ ​him​ ​away.​ ​Finally,​ ​covering​ ​my​ ​body​ ​with​ ​a​ ​white​ ​sheet, Enzo​ ​flopped​ ​onto​ ​the​ ​chaise​ ​face​ ​first.

"Come​ ​on,​ ​you​ ​LOVE​ ​food​ ​too."​ ​For​ ​the​ ​last​ ​couple​ ​of​ ​weeks​ ​my​ ​appetite​ ​had​ ​increased significantly.​ ​I​ ​doubted​ ​that​ ​he​ ​noticed,​ ​but​ ​that​ ​was​ ​only​ ​because​ ​he​ ​was​ ​so​ ​worried​ ​about​ ​my consistent​ ​sickness​ ​in​ ​the​ ​morning.​ ​