The elevator beeped open, and Isabella exited the elevator onto the huge rooftop. The dimly lit environment was pervaded with spice candles and had a rich scent of flowers. The breeze was strong yet relatively cool. The moment Isabella stepped outside the elevator, the atmosphere in the space brightened. The area was lit up with the parapet stringing twinkle led lights, and the swimming pool at the edge was gleaming purple lights.The smooth, pleasant music playing in the background and the beautiful designs on the rooftop create a romantic ambience.Isabella just realized that Matteo wasn't lying when he described the beauty of the rooftop displays at night.The environment was radiant throughout. The white longue chair and plush sofa were both shimmering, changing colors every few seconds. The hue is stunning and enhances the beauty of the surroundings.Isabella makes her way to the parapet, looking around for Matteo. He was meant to arrive before her because he had called her over
Isabella noticed the rage in Matteo’s face in response to her query. She believed she had unintentionally said something hurtful. "I’m sorry", she began to explain, "I knew I shouldn’t have talked about the kiss," but stopped when she realized she had done nothing wrong. She questioned, "I don't understand; why are you sad all of a sudden?"Matteo jerked his head upward to glance at the sky, then spun around and gripped his fist straight against the handrail. He clenched it so firmly into his fist that the contours of his veins became visible in his hand. Flashbacks of what happened in the past flowed through his memories. He could hear Lucia's voice ring in his ear: 'Matteo, please save me. Please don't let them kill me. Leon, Leon, please give them what they want!" and then the sound of a gunshot jolted him out of his reverie with a shrug on his shoulder."Because Lucia is dead", he yelled, forcing the words furiously out of his mouth. His eyes were bloodshot from his efforts to kee
There was palpable tension in the rooftop as they both stared at each other with their gazes locked, as if they were the only people left in the world. Isabella was getting nervous and grasped the railing at her side, trembling from the chilly air that swept across them."Let's find out, shall we?" Matteo asked, and before she could process what he had just said, he cupped his palm by the side of her face and drew her close, making her step forward on tiptoe. Isabella took a whiff of his cologne, and it smelled so good. Isabella felt she was hallucinating. Feeling him this close to her exacerbates her timidity.Matteo gave her a very deep look in the eyes as he leaned down to reach for her lips. Their faces were just an inch apart and their lips were gently touching. They could feel each other’s hot breath and the silent in the air made it intense. He grazed his lips against her soft lips, and Isabella shuddered with intensity. Slowly, he closed his eyes and mashed his lips against he
"Yes, Princess", was the only word that left his lips before he leaned in with his lips forward and claimed her lips at once in a deep kiss. This time, it felt more sensational and nasty. As he kiss her, he felt his cock grow hard and twitch.Matteo closed his eyes, feeling that it was unbelievable that he couldn’t control himself. His hand dropped abruptly, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer to him while she tugged down on his shirt collar with both hands as their bodies collide and pressed against each other. Isabella surrendered her body to him, standing on tiptoe and putting her hand around his neck for support. With her eyes closed, she parted her lips as soon as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He kissed her so deeply, as if his whole heart relied on it, that she found it hard to breathe. She felt his hand cradle her cheek and the back of her hair gently while sliding his other hand down to her ass to pull her into his hard cock, which rubbed on her public region thr
Matteo bit his lips out and then said the most shocking word that made her freeze. She never expected that from him."Just tell me where you're going, princess," he asked, and before she could respond, he proceeded. "We're just getting started. Now! Take your hands off your boobs and give me a moment to adore you," he stated as if it was a command.Isabella was taken aback; she expected him to be disgusted with her body and chase her away, but he wasn't. His eyes scarcely conveyed any judgment or disdain."I love what I saw, princess," Matteo stated honestly, sending chills down her spine.Isabella's mouth went dry, and she couldn't say anything. His remarks had made her quite flustered. Her boobs are big and saggy, but not as firm as those other teen females with petite boobs. She was curious as to what he found so appealing in them that he loves and wanted to admire."Let me see your body, princess; just give me a few moments to adore you." Matteo spoke in a pleading tone, giving he
Isabella shivered in response to his remarks, and she felt herself getting more comfortable as he kept praising her. She never imagined a man would appreciate her body like this.Matteo’s hand located her cunt between her legs and began rubbing her pussy through the damp fabric of her panties. He grunted just as he felt how soaking wet she was for him. She was so fuckin swampy. "You're so fuckin wet, princess; do you want me to lick you down there?" he rasped, causing her to shudder.His cock was throbbing hard with the need to be buried inside her and feel her wetness suck him in, but he wanted to make this night unique for her so she wouldn't regret spending the night with him, despite how hard he wanted to fuck her right now. He slid his middle finger down between the lips of her pussy till he found the hard bud and began rubbing it lightly through her creased panties. His finger lingered there for a moment, gently rubbing her clit and stroking back and forth between her folds.Isa
Matteo took her wet panties and held them up to his nose. He inhaled her wet panties, trying to scent her arousal. The aroma was divine and extremely stimulating. He could feel his cock firming up and expanding in his pants. "I really love the color of your panties Princess... Brown….my favorite" he sniffed in. "And it smell so good, Princess." Matteo hummed as he sniffed, admiring her naked body on the bed. He moved her panties from his nose to his lips, kissing them before licking the wet spot in her panties.Isabella felt a strange sensation in her cunt and heat rising in her face as she watched him savor the scent of her arousal. She was both shocked and turned on by Matteo's display in front of her.Matteo licked his lips and rubbed her wet panties against his lips, tasting the musk-infused juice on her panties. "Mm….mm…Princess, your arousal smells delicious...and I'm curious how your pussy would taste as well," he muttered, savoring her scent as he tasted her arousal.Isabella
Matteo slid his tongue inside her core, wriggling it around as his mouth nibbled lightly and sucked on her wet pussy lips and clit. Isabella began letting out guttural moans, which made him ecstatic to see that he was giving her pleasure."Oh my God," Isabella moans, giving up watching and letting her head fall back to the bed because it feels so good. The way Matteo was licking her cunt was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Matteo grunted as he licked her, and the sound of his grunt turned her on even more. Isabella felt her orgasm growing inside her as he licked her, and all she could do was moan. The sound of her moans prodded Matteo to go on; he started sucking on her clit while driving his tongue deep into her as her moans kept coming out constantly. "Ahhh yes!" Isabella exclaimed and rocked her cunt against his mouth. She desperately wanted to grab his hair and grind his face harder against her cunt, but she felt he might find that offensive so she clenched her fist aga
"Please, just do anything you want with me, but don't report me to the police or expose the clip," Isabella cried out, her eyes tightly closed, hoping he hadn't hit the button.Leonardo let out a soft chuckle upon hearing her response. His smile widens as he raises an eyebrow inquisitively. "Anything I want...? With you?" he repeated, sounding intrigued by her offer."Yes!” Isabella responded sharply.“Excellent choice, Isabella," he remarks wickedly, and she opens her eyes sadly to meet his sinister gaze. "I want to fuck you, Isabella," he whispered. “Now, tell me how much you want me," Leonardo whispers with a devilish grin adorning his handsome features.“I want you, Leonardo," Isabella told him.“No," Leonardo countered, leaning in until their lips were mere inches apart.Isabella closed her eyes, uncertain about what more he desired from her.“Beg me to fuck you, Isabella," Leonardo commanded, squeezing her cheeks together tightly.“Please, fuck me Leonardo!" Isabella whispered,
Isabella eyes was fixated on the tape of Matteo engaging intimately with her. The audio continued to play, eliciting moans from the phone as the video progressed, leaving Leonardo feeling irritated and Isabella in a state of shock."Do you think I didn't know about your erotic affair with my brother?" Leonardo inquired, catching her off guard with his question. Isabella looked up, meeting his gaze, and he stared down at her. She was aware that he knew about her relationship with his brother, but what she didn't know was that Leonardo had been the one watching her and Matteo in the hallway."How could you, Leonardo?" Isabella asked, her voice filled with a mix of shock and disbelief as she attempted to snatch the phone from his hand.However, Leonardo swiftly evaded her attempt, extending his hand up and preventing her hand from reaching the phone."Oh, how could I?" Leonardo retorted, scoffing as he dipped his phone behind his pocket. "Well, why would you let my brother fuck you first
"None! Just let me go, Leonardo!" Isabella yelled at him as she tried to move away along the wall in the opposite direction.However, Leonardo promptly blocked her path by placing his other hand against the wall, thwarting her escape. "Do you think I would let you go so easily without punishing you for your mistake?" he asked, licking his lips hungrily as he stared down at her intensely."Sir, if you don't..." Isabella's voice trailed off as she struggled to speak under the weight of his penetrating gaze, which only made her feel extremely uncomfortable. "Don't even dare to scream, Isabella; the door is soundproof, so no one will hear you," Leonardo said, seemingly aware of what she might consider doing.Isabella felt a surge of fear, her stomach fluttering nervously. She couldn't comprehend why her body found something intriguing or exciting about him when he was blatantly trying to harass her inappropriately. "I'll pay for the damage. How much is it?" she asked, but Leonardo respon
Isabella's heart raced so fast with fear; she was so scared by his threat that she took two steps back, away from his reach."Leonardo, the..." Isabella begun, interrupted by his curt demand, "I don't care if the picture is yours or not! Just take off your clothing and prove it," Leonardo snapped, clearly irritated by her reluctance to comply with his command."It's not mine, Sir Leonardo," Isabella protested, tears welling up in her eyes, hoping he would believe her."Do you want me to involve the police?" Leonardo asked, raising an eyebrow with all seriousness, which caused Isabella’s eyes to widen and panic to surge through her. "I could call the police right now and sue you for attempting to seduce me," he threatened. "I've got proof, and I won't hesitate to expose you by stripping you naked in front of everyone," Leonardo asserted sternly.Isabella's whole body trembled with fear, wondering what she had gotten herself into. She questioned herself inwardly, 'Oh God, what have I do
Isabella wondered what he was asking about because she was only apologizing for coming late so he wouldn't fire her, but here he is talking about something else.“Please, what are you talking about, sir?” Isabella asked.Leonardo sighed and relaxed back on his swivel chair. It seems she doesn't understand what he meant and he needed to make it more obvious to her that he had seen the picture. "Did you think I didn't see the message?""What are you talking about?” Isabella asked to be sure what message he was talking about because she was sure she deleted the photo if it was that. “Of course I sent you the document”, She added with a nervous smile.Leonardo grew frustrated with her apparent bewilderment and snapped, "Stop pretending like you don't know, Isabella!" He asserted, causing Isabella to furrow her brows in confusion, wondering if there was something he knew that she didn't know.Judging from Isabella's continued puzzled expression, Leonardo was certain she was unaware of what
Leonardo stepped out of the elevator and hurried into his office. His erection was evidence, straining against his pants and causing him discomfort. He locked the door behind him, walked to his desk, sat down, and unlocked his phone again. It revealed in his phone that Isabella had sent the necessary documents he had requested, but the deleted photo still remained. She must have panicked after sending the photo to him. He thought.‘But what if this photo wasn't meant for me, then who was it meant for? My brother?’ He questioned inwardly. ‘It better not, because it wasn't part of the deal that he would still be involved with her’. Leonardo mumbled to himself."Fuck", Leonardo groaned, glancing down at his pants, where his cock was visibly straining the fabric. His erection had literally created a noticeable tent in his pants. The feeling was annoyingly painful, and he really needed relief. "Relax, it's just a boob photo; we're not even into boobs," Leonardo muttered to himself, attempti
"Sooo... back to business," Sofia continued, diverting her gaze to the tablet connected to the projector screen. She swiped her finger across the tablet-screen, displaying multimedia content on the projector screen for everyone to see. She began explaining further for better comprehension while the employees followed along with the visible projector screen. She proceeded to display a slideshow of graphs accompanied by pictures, saying, "We've been receiving numerous complaints about the hotel's customer service and low ratings from the customers..."Her words faded in Leonardo's ears, as he wasn't paying as much attention as the rest of the employees. He was worried that Isabella is yet to arrive at work, and it had been bothering him so much that she hadn't sent a respond to his request yet.Leonardo grabbed his phone from the table and started sending her a series of messages, expressing his frustration over her failure to send the documents he requested. Although the documents were
TWO HOURS AGO.Leonardo ended the phone-call with Isabella and entered the conference room, instantly, everyone promptly rose from their chairs to acknowledge his presence.All The employees were uniformly dressed in a white long-sleeve shirts paired with black skirts and pants, as per the prescribed dress code for the meeting. The uniform made them easily identifiable for the meeting. "Good morning, sir," the employees said in unison.However, Leonardo disregarded their greetings as he made his way to the head of the long, dark, glass-topped table, where he sat in the high-backed executive chair. His commanding presence captured the room's attention. "Get to work," he commanded brusquely, and the employees settled into the plush, cushioned chairs surrounding the table.Every chair was occupied except the one next to Leonardo, which was reserved for Isabella, the secretary."Sir..." a male employee raised his hand, requesting permission to speak, and Leonardo nodded, granting him per
The elevator beeped open before she stepped out of the elevator and entered the magnificent hallway that led to the conference room. As she walked through the hallway, she turned to look at the transparent walls beside her and caught a glimpse of the staff in the spectacular boardroom room. They were all packing up their stuff from the big table, while a few employees were already stepping out of the conference as they moved towards the elevator.It seemed to her that the meeting was over, but she needed to confirm. "Please, is the meeting over?" Isabella asked one of the employees passing by, but her query was met with a dismissive demeanor. The white lady's hurried attitude indicated she had no time for conversation."Please excuse me," the lady said, giving Isabella a light nudge before entering the elevator and departing.Something was wrong, Isabella could tell by their expressions. She quickened up her steps and arrived at the conference room’s entrance, and just as she was abou