Giacomo
I felt my mind exploding with the blood pooling in that particular spot on my body, adoring her body far more than I could say I'd ever felt when torturing someone, the faint rays coming through the large frosted glass wall making a magnificent contrast to the golden hair accentuating reddened skin.
I found myself fascinated by the sight of her trembling body, fixing the vision on a small sign below her right breast, descending her lips to kiss her, laughing at her nervousness, pushing her breast towards me, I answered the silent request. Finding a faster rhythm between our bodies, gasoline reaches the fire with his words “I want to be your wife, Giacomo” reverberating to the soul that didn't even know of existence.
I searched for our desperate pleasure to convey this mess back to the cause of it, shaken too much by lust, I let the truth once again be released by our fascinated gazes to be reciprocated. We screamed like two crazy people with
Giovanni De AngelisThe golden threads being bathed in the late autumn sunlight illuminating the whole cold landscape of fallen foliage, cause the old fluttering flutter in the chest to notice the short legs chasing our mother across the garden with sin tangling around the throat like a silent snake. Unable to look away from the surreal little beauty spreading smiles and laughter her eyes identical to mine sparkling with life, I wished I was the only one with the power to take away and give her happiness, to be the only one to have power over all her delicacy, not even punishment that I received that day for sin was able to quench the poison coursing through my veins.The little poisonous snake that I've fed for all these years decided to dream with a certain hope that it might get rid of it, I wanted to understand at what moment I let that little blond head imagine itself outside my domain. I should be used to it, I look at Vincenzo signaling, and we go
GiacomoI bang my head once more against the bathroom wall using the sponge to try to clean the skin, feeling the disgust rising in my stomach as it mixes with the fury at being snubbed so much by that bastard. Knowing that sleeping is not a good idea, I get out of the shower by turning on the hydromassage faucet without even waiting for it to fill up, feeling the hot water against my skin.Guilt corrodes everything like poison... I remember every detail and not even the red skin from so much rubbing is capable of erasing nothing is capable of erasing my betrayal, my choice, guilt being the worst companion in the loneliness of the apartment. Anyone who thinks that death and infidelity are unforgivable has never stopped to feel the bitter taste of lies burning in the back of their minds like a scratched CD.1two345678……… fucking breaths to get my mind back on track shutting
Giulia De Angelis Vincenzo took off his clothes, turning around when he penetrated with force I screamed hoarsely with my throat scratching, Giovanni approached like a jaguar stalking its prey being careful not to step on the vomit, he pulled my hair forcing me to stare, bringing his hand to the hard flesh moving, roaring my name in ecstasy I realized the size of the dirt in the soul, with its liquid running down the face giving the clear message.I belong to themI owe them my lifeIt took me a while to return to orbit prevented from being trapped in my thoughts by the lack of candy, the shrill sound of the cell phone started, Vincenzo stopped and I did my best to keep my head up. It was so fast that I didn't hear it, I sighed thinking I had managed to escape until the sound of the door slamming and being locked again to the beating of my heart.- You know, Sorella, I can't believe Giacomo didn't fuck you like the whore you are.- V
Giácomo CostelloEven though I know it's a provocation, I close my face remembering the deal with Giulia and even after the weight of her lie reverberates in my chest like poison, I maintain my posture containing the desire to put Antonella against the wall and make her beg forgiveness.- And who's going to tell Jackson who the mystery blonde is?- You are short. - I hear the laughter in a low voice.- We both are, dear.- Fuck your Giacomo swagger, just get me in.I look back over my shoulder to see the short girl finally admiring the work as a whole, probably wearing four-inch heels and still a good twenty short of me at 1.96. Wearing a black gown to thwart old dad and a V-neck showing off the full curves of her heavy, full breasts, her dark hair tied back in a bun, her neck I'm sure could knock the holiest of men off her feet for the scent of it. delicious making her a forbidden fruit in the middle of hell.- What are we tal
I couldn't say anything against it or even think about it when I just felt it, its thrusts with force marking the skin more and more.mentally countingthe first enjoymentThe second cum when you screamedThe third pleasure of rubbing my hair in the dirtHe left leaving me tied up, sore, and dirty, I felt when he came back a while later the smell of alcohol in the air mixed with something different.I wish I was unconsciousI wanted that candyI wish I had died in their placeIs there any difference between the hell I live in and what would be condemned after death?I felt the gaze burning my skin like acid, I managed to fix our gazes without taking my face off the dirty marble in fear of another dose of humiliation, for the first time in my life I was lucid enough to see with all clarity the hatred reflected by the intense glow of the blue eyes.And contrary to everything I've experienced and been taught f
Giulia De AngelisI hid my face in the strong torso after asking to take off my dress shirt, the warm touch of the tattooed skin running all over my body creating a bubble of security in such a dirty place, the memories locked in somewhere that only Giacomo can place when he touches my body, the feelings shuffling all thoughts and his presence erasing all pain.I wish I could say anything without crying, but guilt just lets me talk.- My brothers can arrive.Needing to put some space between us before I go crazy and betray the only ones who've always done everything for me, his arms tightened around me, I let out a pained moan, surprised that he just let go instead of asking.- Don't worry about it, they won't come anytime soon.- I raised my head scared looking into his eyes.- What did you do?- Nothing, Julia. - He didn't try to hide the lie.- We are both liars. - I admitted with regret feeling the thick and he
Vincenzo De AngelisI can't find who I want, being once again trapped in the ridiculous vision of Giulia dancing with Stefano while Giovanni is corroded inside by his immaculate little princess being touched by another man. As if the son of a bitch didn't like offering that body to close a good deal, which is one of the biggest reasons why Stefano won't marry her, he's already used and abused as he wanted while my brother, feeling sorry for the bitch, left her drugged to the point of not remembering the rapes as I feel my body boiling once more from his fury unleashed on my skin.The ballroom of one of the most renowned hotels in New York held a party just to celebrate the eighteenth birthday of the youngest of the De Angelis, debuting in a long burgundy dress accentuating the golden color of the threads, gaining the attention of all the men in the organization as the beautiful bitch that my little sister is.Always her being protected by eve
Vicenzo De angelisWhen the elevator bell rings and the metallic doors open to the corridor with motion sensor, lighting up at the same moment I step outside the box, I feel my heart beating wildly and the shiver on my skin taking shape.The pleasure of knowing Giulia's reality now doesn't interfere at all with the desire I feel, I walk to the only door on the floor, opening it with the magnetic card, I enter the enormous room without noticing anything, I rush to open the door of the enormous suite with my hands. open balcony doors and the shadow of the strong body without the suit leaning on it as it looks out across the city is enough to disarm thoughts of the house of horrors that Giovanni traps me in.His back is tense and I know he feels my presence, the executor has a cruel reputation in the organization, I admire the beauty of the muscles illuminated by the light of the full moon the slow music with rhythmic beats draws my attention to the speakers, I app