Warning! Warning! Warning! My breath caught in my throat. His lips lightly brushed against my ears and went down to the nape of my neck, it felt like an illusion as his softness barely touched my skin. My heart hammering with the intensity of his thrusts, everything was taking over my senses, my eyes closed and his lips near my ears. He stayed there, his hands gripping the granite. BreathsHeavingPantingThe room was filled with our heavy breaths, my mouth around his neck, he didn't push me away from him. And I stayed there sinking my teeth. He kept on pushing himself deep inside me. Every inch of his front brushed against mine with each thrust. His hot breath on my bare shoulder sent electricity down my spine. I was close, so close. And he stopped. My eyes snapped open and my jaws hung down. Our gazes locked, his eyes finding something in my eyes. Irritation was evident in my eyes. He knew that I was close but he pulled out intentionally. My breaths came out as pants and withou
It was like a slap on my face, every time I walked, every time I took a step forward, as the soreness was killing me, my insides felt empty, or in other words, I was still able to feel him inside me. The last thing I wanted tonight. He was long gone, Bella was maybe downstairs with Dario. I don't know what made her leave. I looked at my reflection. Everything looked in place, my hair, my makeup and even my dress but my insides screamed of sex and a fantastic orgasm. I stepped out of the restroom dragging myself out, my insides fuming with anger that asshole must have thought that he has won the jackpot. I wish he falls from somewhere so that I have never seen his face again.The living area was dimly lit, even the silence felt like it was coming to eat you up. Did he leave me here at his sister's place? No, no he can't. He was the one to bring me here. I don't think so he'll do something stupid like this but why do you even care Olivia, you are not a child. You know the address of
The aching in my skull ebbed and flew like a cold tide, yet the pain was always there. I understood at once why they call it a hangover, for it feels as if the blackest of clouds are over your head with no intention of clearing until late afternoon.I turn to my left, the direct rays of sun hitting my face, making me groan on my bed, I pulled my pillow closer to me and a sharp pain coming from right between my legs engulfed me. I was sore, no wonder his size did this to me. Memories of last night flashed in my head, the heat, passion, lust and need. Everything came all at once and the way his eyes looked into mine. The mere thought of last night burned my body on fire. Last night without a word, he dropped me back at the mansion and left without waiting for me to step inside. I noticed the frown on his face, something was up with him, I wanted to ask but wasn't able to find the guts to do so. My phone pinged with text messages, but I ignored them and strode towards the restroom, I
I looked up at the slanting rays of the setting sun that gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. The sky was ablaze with the fire of the setting sun. I looked to my left, in an hour I have emptied two packets of cigarettes. My body was craving nicotine; the realise of dopamine in the brain was craving more dopamine. It's proved the longer you have been smoking, the more dopamine you need to feel good. You become dependent on nicotine.I took the last drag of the roll between my fingers, my eyes bloodshot red from too much smoking. My head was a mess, and I left smoking as I was getting addicted to it but today it was different after so long I was feeling pain deep down there.Among eight billion people I felt alone. The back of my mouth itching from too much smoking.I was at my mom's graveyard. The only place left is my home. The place where I feel there's someone next to me. I often came here to organise my thoughts, for some reason being around deceased ones eased my mind. My fingers
I had no idea how long it has been since I was there, a sharp pain shooted through my brain followed by my stomach and spread through my body. I was lying on something soft maybe a bed, my eyes snapped open trying to study my surrounding and fell on the silhouette of two people speaking, "Sir, she'll wake up anytime," My vision was hazy but even in the blur I knew it was him in his signature coat.I tried to lift my fingers, it felt like I have been drinking for so long, I should have not smoked. Whoever the male doctor who may be checked me was speaking to him, "Everything is fine. There's nothing serious ifs stress and she was on an empty stomach for a long time and too much nicotine affected her badly," I remembered how I was skipping my meals because of all the mishaps in my life. The room seemed like a hotel room with pastel colour walls, a sleek interior and elegant furnishing.I tried to mouth something but failed and from somewhere he knew that I was up, his eyes met mine. "I'
His lips were touching the most sensitive part of my body; my neck. His one hand was around my waist and the other hand rests next to my right thigh. His lips felt like caresses to the sting his teeth spread through my body. His long soft hair brushed my lower chin sending me tingles, it wasn't a simple biting, it was eating, his lips exerting a kind of pressure declaring possession. I should be stopping him, stopping him from thinking I belong to him but my hands simply stayed there clenching the sheets tightly. I should be pushing myself but no I wanted more. I wanted him to never stop. My eyes closed and I threw my head back giving him more excess and he lapped my skin. Victor Amuso was doing things to me. God if he won't stop I'll be a moaning mess anytime. The pressure, passion, biting, sucking. It was too much. All of this was too much.God! it was too much, the more I want him out of my system. The more he was becoming part of it. I'd be lying if I say I wasn't liking it. It
I wish I would have acted, I wish I would have never opened my eyes, his towel hung loosely around his hips, his long soft hair was covering his forehead, and his chest bared for my eyes to look at, it was my first time I was looking at him like that with nothing on his body. It felt like the moment stilled, he stilled and everything around us paused. I should have closed my eyes, asked him to leave and come back in clothes but no, I didn't. I stared at him. I ogled. Our eyes locked. Water dripped from his hair to his nose, and lips and mixed with other droplets on his chest. My eyes noticed the extensive scars on his body, they were permanently bruised what kind of fight he would have been into to get them? The tattoos spread all over his torso, some of which were difficult to even make out. His chest was rising and falling in the rhythm making him appear sexier. The more I think about not letting him enter my system the more he was getting himself deeply embedded in my system.Hi
It has been three days since that evening at the graveyard, I thought he'll ask me out for the pending dinner but he was nowhere. No texts or calls. I don't know for what good reasons I was expecting him to contact me. The so-called monster returned from France last night and was organising a dinner for some of his allies at the house. I have been noticing since he returned from France he was working hard. It seems like the blast did him a huge loss, Good for him.I looked at my reflection in the mirror giving myself a final touch. Before you all ask me where I'm heading so let me clear the air. It's not for the filthy bastards who are going to be attending tonight's dinner but for my college as today was Chicago University Annual Alumni Charity Gala. For others, it may seem like a simple charity event but it was one of the best sources to gain news. The news that the newspapers fail to cover. Giving myself a last look of appreciation as after food if something works for men its loo
UNCLE CONNOR'S POVAs the heavy rain poured down outside, I stepped out of the helicopter onto the dimly lit landing pad, surrounded by the members of my underground Mafia family. They stood in a line, their heads bowed in a show of respect as I arrived. The rhythmic sound of the rain beating against the metal roof echoed the intensity of the moment."Welcome back, Uncle Connor," one of my trusted lieutenants said as he raised his head, his voice filled with reverence."Thank you," I replied, my gaze sweeping over the devoted faces of my men. "What do you have for me?"Two of my loyal bodyguards approached, one holding a briefcase. "We've gathered crucial information on Victor Amuso," one of them informed me. "He's been making moves against us, and we believe it's time to take him down."I nodded, a steely resolve forming in my heart. "Excellent work. Let's head to the manor and go through the details there."As I walked towards the black SUV that was waiting for us, my bodyguards fla
"Should I ask you one question,""Go ahead,""At times don't you feel like what you would have been if you were with your parents,""Or maybe how it feels to have your own parents?""I don't need anyone, not even my parents,""Everyone needs a parent,""It doesn't mean they have a choice to have them till the time they want to Olivia Vitalio,""Even if you deny it I know what's right there in your,""What's there, what you know about it? You think everyone needs a parents right?""Yes,""But what about them who never got a chance to even know who they actually were so for your information they don't need them because they never know how it feels to have them in real,""I...I,""Don't think you know everything when you haven't been at someone's place, let's see it this way, you think I can feel what you are going through?""Answer me?""I'll tell you, I can't Olivia Vitalio. I can simply try my level best to fucking understand you, but I can never feel your pain because it's yours. You
Victor's PovI watched her sitting by the window, her face clouded with sadness. I couldn't bear to see her like this, so I decided to do something to lift her spirits. "Hey, are you feeling any better now?" I asked gently, approaching her.She looked up at me and managed a weak smile. "I'm okay, just feeling a low.""Well, how about we do something to cheer you up? What would you like to have for dinner?" I inquired, hoping to bring some excitement into her eyes.She thought for a moment before replying, "You know what? Surprise me. Cook anything you'd like, and I'll enjoy it."I nodded, determined to make her feel better. "Alright, then. I'll whip up something delicious." Suddenly, I realized that I was still soaked from the rain outside. "Why don't you change into something comfortable while I go and take a quick shower? My clothes are all wet."She nodded and stood up, "Sure, that sounds like a plan."I hurried to the bedroom, picked out some dry nightclothes, and stepped into the
Olivia's PovStaring out of the window, I realised what's happening with me has become a chain as from where I see it, if a single thing goes wrong with me, I have started looking for him, it feels like if he is next to me everything is going to be okay and it's not a bad thing, it's the strength of love that if you have a partner who loves you to the moon and beyond that, you can blindly trust yourself with them.Love has the ability to bind two souls in such a way that even amidst life's uncertainties, you find a constant anchor in him.A gentle touch brought me back to the present. He placed his warm hand on mine, and I felt an immediate connection that pulled me out of my trance. Looking at him, I saw his familiar smile, which always had a way of easing my anxieties.He entwined his fingers with mine, and I could feel the comfort and assurance in his touch. "Hey," he said softly, his voice like a soothing melody. "You okay?"His simple question broke the dam of my thoughts, and I
Olivia's PovI stood in front of him, the weight of loneliness settling heavily upon my shoulders. It seemed as though the world around me had turned into a desolate, empty place. The air felt cold and still, as if even the breeze had abandoned me.Lost in my thoughts, I barely believed it was him. But then it felt like, as if a miracle had occurred, he materialized before me. Victor; the devil the one person who had the power to make me feel safe and loved. In that moment, it was as if the universe had conspired to bring him to my side.Without a second thought, I ran towards him, my heart pounding with a mix of relief and desperation. I threw myself into his waiting arms, seeking solace and reassurance. He held me tightly, as if he understood that if he loosened his grip, I would be left feeling utterly alone in everything that was happening around me.My emotions spiraled out of control, and I began to ramble, pouring out the pain that had been festering within me. "My father," I c
Victor's PovI sat in the plush leather seat of my sleek black car, my hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. The engine roared to life as I navigated the dimly lit streets of the city, heading back to my penthouse. The weight of the night's events pressed heavily on my mind, and my thoughts were consumed by the woman I loved.Olivia had recently uncovered the truth about her mother's murder, a truth that shattered her perception of her own family. For years, she believed her father was the killer, living with the pain and anger of that false accusation. But now, she knew the real murderer was her own uncle. It was a shocking revelation that had sent her world spiraling into chaos.As I drove, images of her beautiful face filled my mind, her eyes haunted by years of torment and betrayal. I imagined her confronting her father, the man she had accused for so long, and confessing the truth. I could almost hear the anguish in her voice as she confronted him, demanding answers and seek
Olivia's PovI stood in the dimly lit room, tears streaming down my face, as I reached out for my dad's embrace. He stood just a few feet away, his back turned to me, seemingly distant despite our physical proximity. My heart ached with a mixture of regret and sadness as I struggled to find the right words to convey my deep remorse."Dad," I whispered, my voice trembling. "I'm so sorry... I'm sorry for ever thinking that you... that you killed Mom."Silence hung heavy in the air, amplifying the weight of my words. The room seemed to echo with my confession, and my dad's shoulders tensed at my admission. I could sense his internal struggle, the resentment simmering just beneath the surface."Why didn't you ever tell me what happened?" I continued, my voice wavering. "I never asked because I was scared to know the truth. But now... now I understand how much that hurt you. How much it hurt both of us."My dad's back remained turned, his face obscured from my view. It was as if he was fig
Olivia's PovI rested my head against the window pane while he started the car, the heat between us was a simple distraction from all the misery and tension I was currently having in my life. The closer we were getting to my house the more anxious I was growing about everything that how am I supposed to face my father and speak about things that took place in our past. "If you want I can come with you," I turned towards the person who spoke to me and saw the concern in his eyes. I knew he was tense about everything but I had made my decision that I was doing this alone."I know you want to be with me but I want to do it alone," at times we need to fight our own battles because that's your own story something that makes you, you. He nodded his head in understanding and in the next two minutes we were right in front of my mansion. My hands went to open the car door and his left hand held my right pressing the back of my hand he said in a calm tone, "I'm once call away from you, let
WARNING: NOT FOR VIRGIN EYESOlivia's Pov"You don't know what you have invited for yourself, don't blame me, if you fail to make it out of this car to your house," But who will tell him that at that point in time I wasn't rational enough to have any decisions, "are we going to waste our time chattering?" And I knew how to push his buttons. My fingers went to unbuckle his belt and before I could complete the task in my hand, he was already unhooking my bra and my upper garments were lying on the backseat. "The fact that you have to go back to your house in clothes is the only thing reprimanding me from stripping these clothes from your body."A smile almost touched my lips looking at his frustrated face and hearing him rambling."Let me help you," and next went my bra and my eyes locked into his, our eyes mirroring the intensity of desire for each other. His hands cupped my ass and it seemed as if he has been doing this for years. After all, I didn't even realise when he got rid o