Although I’m still a little upset about what happened this afternoon, I can’t deny that I’m excited to visit the Casino of the bonbon. The trip unfolds in complete silence, only broken when I receive a message from my little headache.“I’m counting the minutes to see you again! I love you, darling!” I smile at his words, but I decide not to reply, wanting to make him suffer a little.After almost two hours of travel, my gaze falls on an imposing building that could easily resemble an ancient castle. I look out the window, and large gates block our path, but after the men traveling with me exchange a few words with the guards, they allow us to pass.“You’ll need this, miss.” One of the men informs me, handing me a beautiful mask that covers most of my face.“What is this for?” I ask with a frown, momentarily saddened to think that bonbon doesn’t want people to know we’re a couple. I'm almost about to ask them to turn around and take me back.“It’s for security, miss.” Not entirely conv
Fabrizio “With a demon, I want you to explain to me, how did a simple woman escape?” I´m shouted furiously.“I’m sorry, boss, it’s just that…”“What? What cheap explanation do you think you’ll give me? I told you that I wanted Yelizaveta Belucci in my bed tonight. I arrive expecting to find her and and I find the unpleasant news that the girl escaped, not from one or two men but from six; you’re a bunch of useless idiots.” I explode furious.I kick and hit the small table in the hall, which goes flying and with it a few crystals when it crashes against the stairs.“I want you to find out how she was able to defend herself, even if you tell me that her men were waiting outside that tent, otherwise consider yourselves dead men.” I warn them before I enter my office and start tearing it apart. “Next time you won't escape me Yelizaveta, even if it's by force, but I'm sure I'll make you my wife. Ah, damned Alexandre Carluccio!”AlexandreWhen I’m informed that Liza is coming up in the ele
I turn my head to look at Yelizaveta, who is also trying to control her breathing. When I see her body shiver slightly from the cold, I take the blankets from underneath us and cover us, drawing her body to mine until her head rests on my chest."Bonbon, are you awake?" Liza asks after a few minutes of silence."Yes, darling, I'm awake." I reply, stroking her bare back."Do you remember when I asked you how many women you had slept with?"“Yes, and I told you that I would tell you in due time, if you want to know about that...”“No, unless you want to tell me,” She interrupts, “what I mean is that day you told me you couldn't even imagine what dad would do to the poor fool who made me his, and well, now that's happened, I gave myself to you.” She murmurs, holding back laughter, but unable to avoid bursting into laughter at her own words.“I know what you’re referring to, darling, but it just so happens that your father can’t do anything to me since I’m not a poor fool; I’m the man you
Yelizaveta When I look around the room, I notice that there are both red and white candles in small glass jars on top of some furniture, and scattered across the floor are several rose petals. Without being able to help myself, I throw myself into his arms and kiss him with all the love I feel for him."It really is beautiful." I comment when I pull away from his lips. "Everything was magnificent for our night.""I'm glad you liked it, darling." He kisses my nose before starting to pick up our clothes and dress us.When we are ready, Alex begins to look for something in the closet and when he returns, he brings a beautiful and enormous black coat, which I'm sure reaches my knees."Wear it!" He hands it to me, and as I look at him with a frown, he comes closer and places it over my shoulders. "It's very cold at the helipad, darling, and I don't want your father have any excuse to kick me out of your house.""I thought you were like my dad and didn't want anyone else to see me dressed
"I missed you too, my heart." Mom replies, hugging me in a way only she knows how."You still haven't answered my question, Melike." We hear uncle Mich questioning the poor redhead, so I decide to intercede before they start arguing."Alexandre sent them as a thank-you gift for convincing me to forgive him and go to his casino the other day." I respond immediately, not measuring the consequences of my words."Why did you argue with your boyfriend, Liza?" Mom inquires, frowning."Because it turns out that..." Dad clears his throat, stopping me from putting my foot in my mouth. I glance at him sideways, and from his expression, I'm sure he hasn't told mom about my attempted kidnapping; otherwise, she would have returned that same day. Also, if she finds out that dad deliberately omitted that information, she's capable of tearing his eyes out."It was a small, unimportant argument." Aunt Melike intervenes, saving our skin. "You know, a matter of jealousy.""I'm not surprised that boy is
Alex gestures to his men, and they leave within seconds. Once we're alone, he takes me in his arms and brushes his nose against my neck, leaving little kisses that make me shiver from head to toe.“I would love to, darling, but first I want you to enjoy our date.” He gives me a chaste kiss on the lips, and as if it pains him, he pulls away from me.“Bonbon!” I whisper with a pout, reluctant to part from him, especially now that I know how it feels to be in his arms.“Come on, darling! I promise I'll make it up to you.” He takes my hand, and with no other option, we leave.We walk behind the winery and arrive at an even larger area where I see several people picking grapes. I approach them and start observing the bunches. We continue our tour, asking the bonbon about the types of grapes grown here until we reach several grape presses.“What do they do there?” I ask, pointing to the people in front of us.“That’s where the grapes are crushed; that big tub you see is called a "lagar." Do
"Kiss my neck with true adoration, and his hands slide over my body for a few seconds. When I feel them pull away, I’m tempted to ask him not to stop. However, after a few moments, I feel them again, rubbing against my belly and breasts.“First, we'll take a little shower, Darling.” He murmurs, soaping my body. With each caress, I let out a few moans. I start to rub my backside against his pelvis, and when I feel his member harden slightly, I take it in my hand and stroke it, drawing a few growls from him.“You're playing dirty, Liza.” He accuses, not stopping his soaping of my body.“Even if you complain, I know y-you're enjoying it too.” I stammer, my voice trembling as his hand slides down to my most intimate area, where his fingers begin a torturous path of caresses. I part my legs slightly and lean all my weight against his chest, enjoying the magic his hands are capable of giving me.“Oh, bonbon”' I whimper, biting my lips as his fingers start to tease that small place explored
Alexandre Days laterWe find ourselves in the cemetery of La Spezia in Liguria, saying our last goodbye to our grandfather Giuseppe Lombardi. I had the whole place closed to protect my family from a possible attack. Next to me, my mother is crying inconsolably in my father's arms, who is trying to comfort her. However, I know it's really hard for her to accept this; she considered grandpa as a second father. My sisters, on the other hand, are crying while holding each other, and their sobbing is so intense that their bodies shake.When they lower grandpa's coffin, the cries of the three women reach such a point that it's impossible to hear what the priest is saying. We stay until they place the tombstone, confirming that grandpa's death is indeed real.During the ride home, I can hear my mother's sobs, so I just hold her hand and squeeze it to comfort her. When we arrive and are about to settle in the living room, we hear a very familiar voice behind us.“But why the crying? Who died