The sensation of something moving inside me disappears all traces of sleepiness in me.I open my eyes and after seeing the face of the man in front of me with his body embracing me I realize it is the best image I could get in the middle of the morning.Alessandro stares at me, and as I place my leg over his I soon feel again the intrusion of his member in my intimate part, reminding me of the exquisite moments we had yesterday.Without hurry or haste, he rams me with his phallus again and again, while my gaze stays connected with the beautiful blue of his, and his eyes are also lost in mine. His hand clings to my waist and then descends to my thigh.Our breaths mingle and mine becomes ragged as he begins to increase the speed and intensity with which he penetrates me, making me enjoy this moment.I moan louder and louder as I feel my vaginal walls contract around him. And noticing this, he again decreases the fierceness of his intrusions making us enjoy each other until the second we
"Daughter, please. Give us a sign of life. We're very worried about you," says one of the audio messages I play.Damn it.With trembling fingers, I dial her number, and after a few rings, I finally hear her voice."Claudia, is that you?" I hear her say with a worried tone."Mom.""Daughter," she responds distressed. "My girl, tell me you're okay.""Mom, calm down, I am.""Oh my god, Claudia!" I hear her exclaim amidst sobs."Is it her?" I hear another voice ask. "Can you pass her to me?""Claudia, is that you?" they say, and now I realize it's Eva."Eva, how are you?""How am I, Claudia!? We're all so worried about you. Where are you?""Uh...""Why did you disappear like this?""I..." I stutter as I think about what response to give. "Uh, I... needed some time for myself, just like you said, friend.""But why not tell us, Claudia? And can we know where you are?""No.""No?"Damn it."Because...""Claudia, you have to come back. We were about to go to the police to report a missing per
After approximately eight hours of travel, we landed in Florence.As soon as I arrived, I notified Alessandro, who warned me to behave and take care, causing me to roll my eyes.Honestly, I noticed he was very paranoid and reluctant about me being back here. And no wonder, we have a tendency for terrible things to happen every time we're apart.It seems like the only way for us to be okay is to be together all the time. Although I don't think much can happen when I'll only be here for a day.I know it won't be easy to convince my mother, but once I do, I hope she decides to leave voluntarily, or I'll have to find a way to persuade her to go.At the airport, I choose to take a taxi to avoid arousing suspicion when I arrive at Isabella's apartment, where my mom told me she is. Apparently, everyone is gathered there waiting for me, and they're eager to see me.I feel a bit anxious thinking about their reaction or the number of questions they'll ask. I'm pretty sure they'll subject me to
"I see it's necessary for me to apologize once again to each of you for leaving without notice or any sign of life for a day. And I truly appreciate that you took the trouble to worry about me. But now I'd like to go home and spend some time with my mom.""Of course, no problem, I can give you a ride if you want," offers Eva."In fact, I need to leave too, so I wouldn't mind doing it," offers Charles."Charles, I think…""That works for me," my mother intervenes. "That way we won't bother your friend, dear. You know she has to work.""Mom.""Dear Isabella, I thank you for welcoming me to your home with everything that happened," Dayanne speaks to her."You're welcome.""I'll bring her luggage," Dave, Bella's fiancé, lets her know.When Dave returns with my mom's small suitcase, the aforementioned bids farewell to the couple. I also apologize again for the inconvenience and we head for the exit with Charles following us.Upon leaving the building, the man accompanying us invites us to
That memory tightens my chest, but I disguise it as best I can.I can't reveal what happened in that mansion that was now mine, not in front of my mother and Charles."No," I assure them, under the suspicious gaze of everyone present."Then we'll investigate the building's security cameras to see if we can identify the suspect," the officer informs us. "We'll do everything we can to find out who did this.""Thank you, officers," Diane thanks them, looking very distressed by the situation.As the police leave, a deep silence settles in the room. I still can't believe this has happened, but despite my chaotic thoughts, I try to salvage the damaged items.Almost everything is now unusable, and though it pains me a little, mainly for my laptop since I used it extensively for work, I'm grateful that the damage was only material and that I wasn't here when it happened."I don't think it's safe for you to stay here," Charles says after helping me put several things in trash bags.And I consi
"Please answer, please answer, please answer."I internally beg for him to finally decide to answer at least one of the dozens of calls I've made to him since yesterday.I know he's very upset about what I did, especially considering how much he detests Charles and it doesn't help that I'm still at his house, waiting for my mother to wake up so we can leave.I'm the only person awake at this hour, aside from Charles' cat named Neville. Although I think I'm starting to annoy him with the way my foot keeps moving incessantly due to the anxiety this whole situation is causing me."Good morning, dear," my mother finally appears in the living room, looking very refreshed. "I'll make some coffee, would you like some?"It seems she has already showered, I'm surprised to see her awake so early."Mom...""I'll also prepare some breakfast, I hope your boyfriend won't mind the intrusion.""Charles is not my boyfriend," I clarify."But you were, right? It's the same thing," she says, searching fo
"What are you doing here?" I manage to say in a thread of voice, receiving no response from him as he is too busy looking inside the house. "Charles, what are you doing here?""I want to ask you the same question," he says with a perplexed expression. "Is this... yours?""Answer me first," I demand. "How did you get here?""Will you let me in?" he inquires, ignoring my words."Absolutely not," I retort, to which he reacts with surprise at my refusal."Claudia, when you left, your mother was deeply affected by your behavior," he informs me. "I went to your apartment to look for you, but when I arrived at your building, you got into a taxi, and since you're not answering my calls, I had to follow you.""Charles, you know it's not right to follow people, don't you?""You say it as if I did it with bad intentions," he says offended. "Precious, the truth is that you've been acting very strange since you arrived. Are you sure you're okay?"I'm not entirely okay, but that doesn't prevent me
Charles's POV Hearing her distressed screams from inside is something that fills me with sorrow, but it doesn't make me want to set her free.Confirming that the damn Alessandro Lombardi is alive and that she escaped with him while we were all searching like idiots, has driven me to lose my composure.I can assure you that I'm a man who knows how to control himself, but to have that foolish look on my face after humiliating myself and waiting so long to have her, it has caused me to lose control and feel the anger I had kept bottled up for so long.I suppressed this feeling so much that I had even forgotten how it felt. I only showed my good side to others, but that demon inside me has resurfaced and I can no longer control it. Because being good is something that has never amounted to anything.Her dislike for my goodness doesn't matter anyway; she prefers the bad guys. The ones who make her suffer and bring tears to her eyes.It's those kinds of men that Claudia gives herself to, b